A/N: It's been way too long! No seriously it has, I'm so ashamed that I've spent so long from this. Anyway good news! I've finished one of my main stories giving me more time to finish this story! This has to be one of my longest running stories and all because of my bad time management. (Sigh) Also, since the recent pandemic I have some time off school, giving me more time to write! Yay!

Anyway, I'm back for good now and should be able to update every weekend. (Fingers crossed I actually can). I also went over the last chapters and fixed the missing spaces and grammatical errors, just so I could get back to speed with the plot and stuff. You guys must be suffering from the cliffhanger I left it on!

So till next time (Hopefully soon),

D.L.D


Bridgette's P.O.V

I sighed as I wiped my brow. The sun had just begun to rise over the meadow? No, valley now, over the valley that we all lived in. Thanks to Gwen, and us, the meadow had expanded towards the mountains close by, growing clumps of trees and acres of grass and plants along the way. But this serene landscape was a trick to what was really going on in our heads.

From around four in the morning, we've all been working. We were split into groups of five, each group tackling a certain preparation for the incoming threat named Heather. From what Dawn had told me, as well as shown me. Heather was the definition of what I call a mythic bitch. A mythic bitch, is someone who has no headway about how anyone feels. In fact, she seems like the type of person who would take your lunch and then throw it away. Just to laugh in your face, or to make you feel bad.

Yep. No wonder Dawn and her friends wanted to escape from her.

Anyway, I should get back to what I'm doing. I was helping to board up the buildings we'd recently made. Since we were expanding so rapidly, Cameron, B, Shawn and Brick had all thought of making buildings that are dotted along the land. There was a building to keep the animals penned up in at night; a building where we kept food stores; several buildings for staying in and just about any type of building for anything we needed.

But that was one of the issues. Since there were quite a few buildings, we had a lot of doors and windows to board up. I'm starting to think that rounding up the animals would be an easier job.

I sighed as I began to nail a wooden plank down. It's like everywhere I go the world is falling apart. Who knew surviving a war would be so unlucky?

As I continued to work with my group, I thought about the what-ifs in our situation. What if Heather didn't want to rule over the whole afterlife? What if all of this could have been avoided?

All I could do is think: what if.


Heather's P.O.V

"I can't believe you slackers need a break!" I scowled as I ate my lunch, "We haven't even hit a third of the way!"

My army had been marching for most of the morning. Key words had been. These losers decided to take a rest at what used to be a lovely park. It used to have emerald green grass, snow white daises and all sorts of trees and birds. But all of that was buried in the crust of the war; just like my happy memories. I used to come here all the time. Just sitting on this very hill and basking in the sunlight. Eat a snack or two and enjoy being with my family. Well all of them accept Damion.

But he's dead now. Just like he deserved to be. But even with him, the memories were happy. Until I grew these stupid horns and tail! They ruined my happiness. They ruined everything! And all those angles did was shun and laugh at me. Even my parents.

I gasped as I felt tears pool at my eyes. My fists clench automatically and my teeth grind together. This place brings back too much, we have to leave.

"We need to leave immediately!" I snapped, "I don't care if you're all dying. Haul your lazy asses up!"

"Even the strongest warriors need to rest," Scarlett, my adviser, sighed, "If you want to leave we have to rest."

"Even so, we should at least be most of the way there," I say, trying not to growl.

"Well, we'll leave in fifteen minutes, twenty at most," Scarlett responded, "You do want to win, don't you?"

"Yes," I mumbled in reply as I stuffed another cake in my mouth.

The sooner we leave the better.


Gwen's P.O.V

I sighed as I looked over the list of things left to do. Even though we'd gotten through quite a few things today, there was still way too many things left. It seemed as if the list just went on and on. I really need a break.

Just as I was about to write something down, I heard the familiar sound of the door opening.

"Guess someone thinks they're so important that they can just open door whenever they like," I roll my eyes as I spot the intruder. It was Bridgette. She never came in unless there was an issue.

"It's Dawn," Her hazel eyes were wide, "She hasn't come back yet."

"I'll go find her," I say as I grab my bow and a few arrows, "Finish the list for me, Bridge."

With no other words, I left the room.


Dawn's P.O.V

I smiled as I helped a chipmunk get back into its home. All day I've been making sure that all of the animals were safe a secure, while also checking for any spying angels. Heather has a terrible habit of sending others to snoop. I should've learned that from the cameras, then Anne-Maria wouldn't have found us.

As the chipmunk finally clambered into the knothole it called home, I jumped down from the tree branch and dusted myself off.

"There!" I beamed, "You're safe and sound now!"

"If only we could say the same for you, Fallen," My eyes widened as I turned to be met by the blade of a sword.

At the other end of it was a brunette with mocha hair and freckles dotted above her turned up nose. Her brown eyes glared at me, as I gulped out of habit.

"Give us one reason not to kill you right here and now," Another angel, a male this time with jet black hair and green eyes, stood beside her. He shared the same look.

"I'm not like other Fallen," I say looking directly at them, "I want to fix Heaven."

"A Fallen wanting to fix Heaven!" A chubby girl with pigtails laughed, beside her was a tan girl who matched her, "That's the funniest thing I've heard!"

"That's so true, Sadie!" Katie giggled, "But what if she's telling the truth?"

"Fallen never tell the truth," The brunette spoke in a low tone.

"All because majority are evil, doesn't mean the minority are the same," I say as I eye the blade near my neck.

"Courtney, maybe she's telling the truth," The male with green eyes spoke.

"Yeah, she hasn't done anything to attack us," A new person spoke from somewhere I couldn't see.

"All because she helped a chipmunk doesn't mean she's good," The brunette looked at them all, "I'm still offing her."

"Wait-" A single arrow hit the tree beside me.