When Angels Come Flying In (Part 2)
By AngelWings1211
Author's Notes: Please R&R (Read & Review)
It's really not as hard as you would think for a 13 year old to get halfway around the world. All I had to do was use my power over the mind to make people think I had a ticket, money, and a parent who was already on the plane. From there, it was smooth sailing. People are much more gullible than you would think. After spending hours on the plane, we finally arrived in Japan. All that was left was to use my powers once again to make a couple arriving home from a vacation believe that I was their daughter. Implanting false memories is really draining though, so I slept all the way to their house.
I woke up the next morning in a poorly decorated guest bedroom. The couple, I now knew their last name was Kasai, believed that this room was decorated just perfect for a girl my age. However, the false memories I had planted also made them think that my name was Tenshi. I didn't care anymore, so I let them believe whatever they wanted. But school would be another problem.
The local school was the only one I figured the Kasai's could afford. So I went. But this time, no powers involved. I just told them that I was an exchange student who might stay there until I finished my entire education. Of course, they believed me. Who would question a 13 year old with flawless Japanese language skills? No one. So I started school.
My actual parents had always considered me a very bright child, and now it was my turn to prove them right. I maintained perfect grades and stayed at the top of the class. It was all too easy. And then, time seemed to go by so quickly that before I knew it, I was a 16 year old student at the top of my class. That's when I met my first demon.
As I was walking home through the park after school when it suddenly appeared. At the time, I couldn't have told you what it was, even if I had wanted to tell you. But, having all my memories, I knew what had to be done. I just didn't know how to do it. And then, all of a sudden, my dog Halo came running out of nowhere. She closed her eyes for a moment, like she was concentrating really really hard, and a beautiful lilac-colored crystal appeared. I didn't even need to be told what to do.
I picked up the crystal and shouted, "Angel Wings, Power Up!" It felt like I was flying. I was lifted off the ground by wings that seemed much too big. I was then gently spun around and as I spun, I felt my school uniform melt away and a beautiful bodysuit appeared. I stopped spinning and dove, like a swimmer getting into a pool, and my skirt and boots appeared in a flash of lilac-colored light. I closed my eyes and smilied for the first time in years as my tiara, earrings, and choker appeared. Finally, I ran my somehow gloved finger across my lips and lipstick appeared. To finish it all off, the Halo Heaven Gaive appeared in my hand and I posed.
The youma, who had not heard my shout my transformation phrase, was busy stealing the energy of all the couples and children in the park. I knew just what had to be done. I yelled at it.
"Youma! I am the Quiet Angel, Descended from Heaven. You shall cease in this madness now! For I am Sailor Angel Wing! And I will make you feel the wrath of Heaven!"
The youma just stood there and stared at me. Apparently no one had ever yelled at it before. I took the opportunity to strike. "Halo Dream Devour!" I swung the glaive down at the youma and all the anger and frustration I had felt since my family died attacked the youma, killing it instantly.
I detransformed and walked the rest of the way home, as though nothing had ever happened. I knew that somewhere out there, there were other scouts, kind of like me. Fighting evil and keeping this world safe for others.
When I went to school the next day, I noticed two girls sitting in the lunch room that I had never seen before. Not that I ever really paid attention. They were both about my age. One had an oriental look, but not a Japanese one. More like Korea, or China. She was tall and very pretty. The other girl was, like me, American. She was average in height, but not in personality. You could tell just by looking. She was way above average. She had curly brown hair and had a violin sitting next to her. I just knew that I wanted to get to know these girls. Maybe they could help me to forget about my past.
"Hi," I said walking up to their table.
The Asian girl was the one who responded. "Hello. Would you like to sit with us? We're new and we don't really know anyone. Except each other."
She had said everything in Japanese, although she seemed to stumble just a little bit. So I decided to try talking in English. "Sure, I would love to sit with you." So I sat down across the table from them. "So, what are your names and where are you from?" It was an honest question. I wanted to know.
The brunette responded this time. "My name is Lizzy New. This is my best friend Noel Griffin. We're from America, but we're here as exchange students. Excuse me for asking, but are you also an exchange student? You don't look like you're from around here."
So, for the first time in years, I had friends again. I was happy and began to smile again. All thanks to Lizzy and Noel.
