Fallen From Above
Summary: AU, In the town of Amity, stories of winged beings are passed down from generation to generation. One stormy night, Sam manson finds a wounded creature that strongly resembles what she has only heard of in myths, an angel. After nursing the winged mystery to health with her friend Tucker Foley, the angel reveals himself to be 'Prince' Daniel, but who is this powerful prince and why is he being pursued by these strange characters?
Chapter 1: Waking
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Danny Phantom, just the Fanfic
The next morning, Sam woke up early, got dressed, and snuck downstairs into the large food pantry.
She quietly and cautiously tiptoed past her parent's bedroom to avoid waking them, and whenever she heard a servant coming in her direction, she would quickly hide in a nearby room. Once Sam was in the food pantry, she grabbed a basket and put in some croissonts, a few oranges, and a thermos filled with cheese and broccoli soup.
Being careful to avoid contact with any of the servants, Sam left the house and ran as fast as she could without dropping any of the food items in the basket to Tucker's house.
Sam was anxious to check up on the Angel, Tucker hadn't called her last night so she knew that the angel hadn't awoken yet, Sam wondered when the angel would wake up, she hoped it would be soon.
As soon as Sam made it to Tucker's house (which wasn't very far away), Sam opened the back gate, crept into the yard and opened the shed door.
The angel lay peacefully on it's back, his white hair slightly covering his closed eyes, a blanket draped over his body, his head on a pillow, and his black and white wings folded against his back.
It was so breathtaking to see him there, but also a little sad... a creature of the sky should not be stuck on the ground.
Sam closed the shed door behind her and knelt by the Angel's side, examining his calm and peacful face, he seemed to be content and comfortable.
Suddenly, the door opened again and Tucker came in to kneel next to Sam.
"...thank God it's a Saturday..." muttered Tucker under his breath next to Sam. "...Maybe we should try to wake him up?" suggested Tucker.
Personally, Sam didn't want to try waking up the angel, it seemed like a sin to disturb such a beautiful creauture's slumber, but Sam knew it had to be done, if the angel didn't wake up soon and eat, it would eventually starve.
Gently, Sam prodded the Angel in the chest. The winged boy moaned softly and shifted a bit before falling back asleep. Sam tryed again and this time his eyes fluttered upon to reveal glowing neon green eyes that seemed a bit cloudy and unfocused.
Though his eyes were stunning, they were also kinda creepy and sent a strange chill up Sam's spine.
"Wh-where? Where am I?" asked the angel, his voice was a bit hoarse like he hadn't spoken in a long time, and if you listened closely, he could hear a faint echo when he spoke.
"Amity Park," answered Tucker nervously.
The angel's attention turned to Tucker and his peircing green eyes focused on him with a piercing stare. Tucker shifted uncomfortable under the angel's unblinking gaze, and for a moment, there was complete silence in the shed.
"..." the angel just stared, his face expressionless, after a few minutes, he finally spoke. "A human? You helped me?" said the angel as if he could hardly believe it.
"...Um, actually, humanssss plural, as in more than one," Sam said, some part of her not wanting Tucker to get all the attention since she was the one who had actually found the angel in the first place.
Now those piercing and unblinkable glowing eyes were trained on Sam, and she almost regretted speaking up, his eyes seemed to be able to see through and into her very soul. Tucker let out a sigh of relief now that the angel was no longer staring at him.
Another moment of silence, this one shorter than the last.
"...Two humans?" said the angel in a confused voice.
"Um, yea," said Tucker.
And yet ANOTHER period of time with no speaking, (we seem to be having a lot of those lately...) since none of us knew what to say, Sam managed to break the silence though by asking the angel if he wanted to eat. After hesitating a bit, he agreed, and quickly devoured all the food Sam had brought with her. He seemed to be a little disapointed that she had not brought any meat, but there was NO WAY Sam was touching animal flesh!
Once the Angel had finished the food, he looked up at the two humans with a wary face.
"What are your names?" he asked them curiously.
"I'm Samantha, but I preffer to be called Sam, and this is my friend Tucker," said Sam gesturing to herself and then Tucker.
The angel nodded his head thoughtfully.
"...Well, I appreciate the help, Sam and Tucker, but I really must be going..." said the Angel throwing the blanket off of him and attempting to stand, the Angel took one shaky step before his legs gave out and he collapsed onto the ground with a groan. Immediately Sam and Tucker came to his aid, but the Angel brushed them off with a warning growl. He obviously did not fully trust the two teenagers and had too much pride to accept help from humans.
"You shouldn't be travelling in your condition," spoke Sam gently to the Angel.
"I'm... fine!" snarled the Angel, as he once again tryed to get to his feet.
Once he was standing again, the Angel began to walk towards the shed door with a slight limp in his step... before he fell over again.
"oof!" said the Angel as the air was knocked out of him, and Sam tried her best to supress the giggles threatening to escape her mouth.
"...fine, I'll stay a little longer..." grumbled the Angel, though Sam could tell he hated to admit that he needed to rest. "But only if you one of you humans goes back to the beach and collects my supplies that I left behind," continued the Angel, spitting out the word 'human' like it was a disgusting condition.
Sam had agreed to go back to the beach and retrieve the Angel's supplies while Tucker stayed to watch over the Angel. She walked back to her house and grabbed her motor scooter from the garage.
It took about twenty minutes the get to the beach. When Sam got to the Beach, she adandoned her silver motor scooter and began to walk to the place were she had first found the Angel, then, Sam began to search the area for the Angel's 'supplies'. Eventually, she found a blue and black satchel almost completly coated in sand. Sam assumed that this must be the Angel`s 'supplies', so she picked it up and was about to leave when she noticed a strange bow and quiver lying in the sand.
The bow was beautifully crafted, with silver metal coating the edges on the tips of the bow. It was pitch black in colour, the string was red, and it`s handle/hand grip was white.
The quiver has black and had a design of feathers and clouds carved into it. About a dozen arrows sat in the quiver, the arrowheads were made of black obsidian, and small black feathers tipped with white at the bottom were tyed to the end of each arrow. The feathers on the arrow looked identical to the feathers on the angel.
The bow seemed to glint with a deadly light, as if it was watching Sam and was deciding the best place to shoot her.
With trembling fingers, Sam picked up the bow and immediately felt... powerful, Sam could tell that the bow must have been crafted with magic. Sam gently put the bow inside the satchel and swung the quiver over her shoulder.
It was time to return to Tucker`s house.
Author's Note:
Not a very exciting chapter, but I assure you, *grins knowingly*, it`s going to get a lot better soon.
If you like this AU idea, please review, `cause the more reviews I get, the more I`ll be encouraged to write chapters faster.
-Phanfan