~I will kill you~

I stand just above him, wings of dark shadows arch elagantly from my back, I know what I must look like to this fool who cowers befor me.... A monster.... A devil... well I am none, I am simply a Angel of death.... the rain comes down, it is cool on my skin. I watch him, how I hate the huhmans, such sinfull creatures, yet they steal the love of my beloved Lord. Oh how I rember that day, when God forgave the humans and let that evil man Noah live... how could he forgive the humans and condem his own Angels? Does he hate us?

In anger I lash out, striking that fool dirty human, sending the ungly creatur into a wall with a painful crack of bones.

Why? Why? Why? I grew angry, so He sent me hear, *You must see there beauty* He had told me... But what beauty is there in these cruel, evil, self rightuos beings?

My hand flutters to my chest, I can feel the human heart beat under my finger tips... The human body, something I came to loath, a heart beat with no heart. That was me... a mysterious being, ageing was not a problem, I made my self age wiht accordence.

My eye's close... The rain... something I have come to hate for I love it, the sensation... something I never felt away from this place... so different from his loveing embrace and yet... I can almost imagine the rain drops as his finger tips caressing this world... and I become angry.

Why? Why? Why? Why does he love this sinful world so much... this dirty little creaturs that plague me are his most loved creations...WHY WHY WHY!?

~Why won't you tell me?~
*You Must learn on your own...*
~I DON'T WANT TO! TELL ME!~

I feel the tears come... bothersom things... tears. But the human emotions are hurting me... i can feel the anguish.

~ARE YOU HAPPY!? LOOK AT ME!!! look at me...~
*My darling little angel... I see... I see the beauty of your pain...*

Why does he do this... trap me in this world... I won't the warmth and music of heaven. I hate this bitter cold rain and mind numbing sound of the down pour. Oh God... Why? I can't stand it, I glance to the useless body of that dead human, it's limbs twisted unaturaly and blood running from him like a stream carried by the rain to a drain. He is dead... away from this world, in heaven or in hell... who cares... he was only human...

But so am I... in a way....