I don't own the games, animes, or shows within, just the ocs and the ideas, R&R. This was originally on Wattpad, I'm under the same pen name on there as here.

Luke's POV

everyone here hates me... Why was I even born? I'm useless. My parents kicked me out. Hell, I can't find anyone else with markings like mine. Ugh, why does it matter. There's no one who would talk to me. Like anyone wants to talk to a homeless person. I don't even know what the marking of wings and halo is supposed to mean.

Ayani's POV

walking down the street listing to my music, keeping my hood and mask on. I wish I could find someone with the same marks as I do. Its impossible or just so I thought. Suddenly I sense an Aura spike. Huh? I looked behind me, I saw a deadly weapon in hand, didn't know what. I saw him moving closer to a man around my age. Something caught my eye when I saw him. His marks, he has my markings. I saw the Shadow man get closer, drawing a dagger, preparing to attack. My eyes turned purple and rose my hand and the guy flew into the air, he grabbed the other man and he noticed me. I threw the man towards a wall causing him to break an arm.

"why would you defend this thing? He's worthless" He spoke with venom.

"I have my reasons" I said with an evil grin. I took off my hooded trench coat, revealing a black tank top, on my chest above my heart was a halo and wings, just like the other guy.

"what are you...? " the evil man asked with surprise.

"The Last Angel of Mercy" the other guy didn't see my mark, I kept it hidden, it's a habit .

"cute sexy name for a new toy~"

"in your dreams" I said with clenched teeth.

"Aww why? "

"I don't like those who kill the innocent ...Especially if it's another Angel of Mercy "

"yet you want to kill me... "

"Nah, I'm just trying to torture you to a point to were I could summon Lucifer to get you easily "

"no... "

"yes, and you won't come back to the surface ever again...so... REPENT MOTHERFUCKER" after I said that he disappeared in a burst of flames.

Luke's POV

The whole time I was watching that, she was protecting me. But why? The Last Angel of Mercy? And another Angel of Mercy? She's only protecting me from him and she's gonna be gone without a word to me. I know she is, she always talks to the evil people but never the civilians. There's so many questions swirling around in my mind.

Ayani's POV

I walked up to him, he needs to know. He hadn't noticed that I'm next to him.

"I doubt she would talk to a waste of cells... I don't think she will even talk to a homeless person... " I always had 2 rooms in my home. I can share.

"hey, follow me."

"why me? " uncertainty is laced within his voice.

"let's just say it's your lucky day... Angel of Mercy " it's gonna be so much more.

"OK...but why me of all people...? "

"I wouldn't be doing this if isn't you..."

"what...? "

"just trust me... " I touched his arm and teleported home.

"what the...? " He's confused.

"I'll let you ask 3 questions. "

He's thinking it over.

"1: what's under the mask? 2: why did you bring me here? 3: what's your name? "

I pulled off my mask revealing my face. "it's just my face, to prevent my own blood from finding out who I am... And my name is Ayani, I'll show you why I brought you to my.. Or...our.. home...or should I say, sanctuary " I removed the fake bandage that's on my chest revealing the mark.

Luke's POV

So that's why... Wait... It's her?! Of all people... This one is supposed to be an Angel of Mercy? She's way too beautiful to be here in this earthly hell. I suddenly felt a couple arms thrown around me and she hugged me tightly.

"I'm glad to find you... "

"I'm L-Luke..." I stuttered, I've never been hugged by a girl before.

"ummm... So... why me...? "

"our markings... "

"oh...wait what? " she suddenly tossed me a set of keys.

"what the... " The keys aren't your ordinary keys, they have their own little wings and halo. I opened my bedroom door, the room empty.

"imagine what you want, and the room creates it"

"really? Um ok...a cell phone..." suddenly a phone appeared in my hands.

"wow... "

"both of our rooms are like this, and any device created here head unlimited online access. "

"eve-"

"yes, even outside of this house"

"nice... And thanks" I said as I hugged her. She feels so soft to the touch. Her hair feels like pure silk. And she had a hint of vanilla. I don't want to let her go. I pulled away hesitantly and saw her face, multiple shades of red. "sorry..."

"for what? "

"hugging you... "

"don't be, you can anytime you want..."

"thanks"

She's true and pure, but me, no, I'm completely opposite of her, I'm an actual spawn of Satan. I only have the markings cause I escaped my living hell. But her, no, she's too perfect for me. This only the beginning of my life. I thought about ending it numerous times, but for once, it's worth not ending myself.