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Chapter 1: The Human Girl
This wasn't supposed to happen… not like this. She brought her youngest son here on Earth to show him what it's like to be an Guardian Angel. A lesson every young Angel like him must see. But she should've seen it coming… every Angel child is curious and if only she hadn't turn her back on him then they wouldn't be in this situation.
He's only ten years old… and she failed to keep him on the right path.
His hysteric cries were loud over the heavy rainfall on this night. It's cold, lonely, and the only warmth that came was from the never-ending stream of blood of the young girl he held so tightly in his trembling arms. Begging and pleading for her to open her eyes. From the short moment they had together, it appears that he may have made a forbidden attachment to her.
But now that she's dying in his arms… it's a threat to the rest of his life.
Hurriedly walking over to her son, she knelt by his side, sternly holding his gaze when she managed to pull his attention from the little girl. "Lelouch, do you know what you have done? Why would you bring harm to—"
"I didn't mean to hurt her! I was curious on how frail humans were and now…" the raven-haired Angel choked, shutting his eyes tightly and yelled: "Please! Please just save her Mom. I don't want to be a killer! I don't want her to die!"
His plea pulled her heartstrings tightly, "I told you that we're here to observe Lelouch, not experiment on Humans!"
"I know I'm sorry! Please just save her!" Lelouch hollered and in result his wings burst from his back, on complete display for Marianne to see.
"Lelouch, put your wings away before anybody sees." She commanded, but her words landed on deaf ears, he couldn't pull himself together as he felt her life slip away slowly. Marianne watched her broken son place his small hands over the severe cut on her head that was hidden underneath a pool of green hair that was now stained with blood. "Lelouch… Lelouch." When he didn't pay any attention, a nerve struck inside. "Lelouch, I said put them away!"
When she reached for his white wings, an abrupt force blasted her and sent her flying a few feet away, making her tumble against the concrete pavement of the street. Feeling dazed and confused from being hit with the sudden negative energy, she glanced back at her son and in that moment— her heart stopped in fear. His pure angelic wings were gradually turning black. Starting from the inside where it connected to his back, the darkness painted across the white.
"NO! Stop it!" Marianne dashed to his side and forcefully pulled him away from the girl— stopping the darkness from tainting his wings, but half of the damage is already done. "Why are you losing control?! Huh? Do you understand what you just did Lelouch?!" She screamed, but all anger temporarily subsided when she studied her son's hurtful face.
"I-I'm sorry…" Lelouch looked at the girl who was now left alone, lying on the wet ground as she continued to bleed out. "I-I didn't know I was doing it." He confessed, looking down at his red hands before clenching them into a fist then hit the ground out of frustration. "Am I going to be in trouble?"
"I don't know baby." She lied.
Angels aren't supposed to have black wings. All the Angels were born in purity and grow to find their place as one. But in some cases whenever an Angel is too consumed in negative emotions, kill Humans or their own kind, or even rebel too many time in a bad way— they are often cast out and into the Demon realm.
Or in even rarer cases they're stripped of their powers and memories and sent to live the rest of their lives in the human world.
An Angel with black wings can try to fix their wings, but a lot of the times some just give up and rather live in the Demon realm.
Lelouch is still young and might be able to reverse his tainted wings, but what if he ends up like her husband? He'll be looked down upon for black wings and the ridicule from others might get to him… he's not emotionally strong— which brings them to their current problem.
"Wait here… watch her, but don't get any closer okay?" The older woman commanded and Lelouch nodded in understanding. "I'm not allowed to directly help her, but I'll find someone to help her and when I do.." she stared deep into her son's amethyst eyes. "All her memories that are connected with you will be erased. That's the only thing I can do for her."
The distressed boy gave another nod and watched as his mother's pure and beautiful wings free themselves from within, spread and flew to find help. Then when she was out of sight, he fought really hard to stay away from the young girl. For four days he and his mother stayed here on Earth so she could show him their world. And for four days when he was supposed to be practicing his powers, this girl came by to see him. They met by accident when he was alone in the secluded empty fields and she so happened to be there too. She saw his wings and because he lacked the ability to erase her memories— he tried everything that he could to convince her that she was just hallucinating and didn't see anything.
But for whatever reason... he was glad that she saw. And he never bothered telling his mother about her.
Though surprisingly she stayed.
She didn't question his origin and only stayed beside him for hours because she was lonely. She didn't have a friend and according to her… he's the first person that's her age that didn't bully her. Yeah he may have been mean on their first meeting, but he actually took a liking to her— no matter how annoying she may have been. Always asking him to do human things with her. With their short-time spent together, he became her only friend. But because his curiosity got the best of him and nearly killed her… she'll no longer have that gift of a friend.
And for that… he'll hate himself forever for stealing away her happiness.
"I'm so sorry…"
Wait… what was her name?
"Lelouch." Marianne called to her son, bringing him back from his wandering thoughts. "Go home… I'll make sure to handle their memories."
She walked away from him and in a moment of hesitation, he looked as a young couple came to her aid and started asking his mother questions. Of course she'll have to plant false memories inside the couple's mind, and naturally erase the girl's.
"Please forgive me." Lelouch concealed his presence from the humans, spreading his wings that prickled him irritably from the freshness of the darkness. Pushing past the pain he gave one last glance to the little girl and speedily took off. Cutting the rain and wind around him.
He never meant to harm her… she was too sweet and kind to have such a fate like that.
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It's been two weeks since that incident on Earth and all he ever does is think about her. For the time being he's been secluded from the rest of the Angel's until the Council can make a decision on whether or not he's allowed to stay in the Angel realm or be sent to the Demon realm. He himself doesn't know what's best— after all he feels like he deserves to be punished for almost killing someone.
Staring intently at his reflection in the crystal-clear water of the pond in the enchanting garden at his home. Lelouch could see his negative side more clearly like this. Hardly any other Angels around paid him a visit. Many younger ones made fun of him and saw him as some sort of contagious disease. It's annoying at how wry everyone has become of him.
Why can't his wings go back to normal already?
"Hey Lelouch!" Averting from the pond, Lelouch saw his best friend Suzaku fly in as cheery as ever with a huge grin on his face. Then when he landed he sat himself next to him by the water. "Again? Why are your wings away? You do know you don't have to hide them when we're home right? This isn't Earth y'know."
"Well, I wouldn't have to hide them if people stopped looking at me like I'm an infection." He grumpily replied.
"Ah, but you're not one! You're just like everyone else." Suzaku cheered, but knew he failed to lift his friend when he continued to look down in hopelessness. "Well… those who think that are stupid. I see you everyday and nothing has happened." Lelouch looked up at him and he smiled genuinely. "I haven't seen them since, but your wings aren't completely black right?"
"Yeah, I guess you can say that."
Then as he looked back to the pond, he brought out his wings willingly to show show his best friend for the first time since they've been tainted. Suzaku's eyes curiously traced the darkness. On both his wings, for the most part the color is split in half. The top part is black and a little more than half way down is where the white collides, making the bottom half of his wings normal.
"My mom said that the Council is furious with me. They don't believe I can be a Guardian Angel if I'm permanently like this." He mumbled.
"Nah! I wouldn't worry about what those old farts say." He chuckled and patted Lelouch on the shoulder. "I would've done the same thing in hurting a human if my father didn't have hawk eyes on me."
Lelouch removed his hand off his shoulders and sarcastically asked, "Is that supposed to make me feel better?"
"I-uh… no I guess." The young brunette scratched the back of his head sheepishly. "I didn't mean to make you feel bad. I guess what I'm trying to say is that the darkness will go away with time. And if it doesn't then I'm not going anywhere. You're my friend and I won't abandon you because of it."
"Thanks Suzaku… that means a lot." A soft smile crossed his lips.
"No problem pal."
As Suzaku continued to talk about anything and everything, Lelouch tried to listen but the longer he looked at himself in the pond of water, the more he envisioned holding the girl's limp body in his arms as the smell of iron filled the air around him that night.
Taking a glance at Suzaku and answering one of his questions, he felt a little discouraged about one day becoming an Guardian Angel. Suzaku is perfection and is all the young Angel's idol. The Elders and Council members have high hopes for him to do more and even become a Warrior. So when you're always praised, it's easy to optimistically encourage someone without completely understanding the pain.
Sure he did it out of the honesty of his heart, but Suzaku doesn't completely understand his delicate situation.
"She was young like me…" Lelouch mumbled underneath his breath, suddenly sticking his hands in the cool water that relaxed his built tension. As he allowed himself to think back to her, he secretly hoped that this water from the pond that's in this beautiful garden will wash away the guilt from his once blood-stained hands.
Even though he knows now that she's safe and alive, he still doesn't understand one thing.
Why can't his heart release him this suffocation?
AN: So how was it? Did it grab your attention? Well, I hope you enjoyed reading and thank you for taking the time to do so. It really means a lot! Feel free to let me know what you think, comment, ask questions, review, etc. Until next chapter! XD
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