The first day I found out I was a demon angel scared me to hell, to heaven and back down to earth. No joke.
Flashback
I was lying on the ground curled in a tight ball, sobbing uncontrollably. Tears racked my body, causing the pain to flair up even more. Then, I was filled with a huge wave of anger and of murderous feelings. I felt the warmth of fire near my skin. It wasn't too hot, just right though. I looked up and instantly stood. Fire was burning around the forest and was engulfing the trees and bushes. I panicked and ran at the fire, seeing if I could pass through. I closed my eyes right as I passed, but I felt no pain, no scorching flame of death had touched me. I was more than surprised. I tried again and again and the same thing happened. Then, I felt all my anger go away, as did the fire. My facial expression must have been hilarious as I saw this. One moment there was an uncontrollable fire burning down the vast forest of Forks and the next it was gone. I looked around and saw all the burned trunks of tree's and bare ground with no grass. I wished that the tree's were healthy again and luscious grass grew, suddenly it appeared. What the...? Then, a voice talked to me.
Bella... Isabella... Demon...Angel....
I was scared. There's it. There's those three words that sums it up. Scared I was. Who heard voices say your name and then say Demon Angel? Crazy people, I tell you. And I am not crazy. Maybe I was...Anyways back to the flashback.
Bellllaaaa.... Step...forward...please...
At first, I flat out refused to listen to this voice. I stood there not wanting to move or to breathe. I found out that was easier done. I held my breathe for over 10 minutes. I found that out after the fire. Who knew? The voice of course.
So, me being me... I took a step forward and fell into a vast blackness state of mind. AKA Blacking out. But as I tried to see into the darkness there came a red glare that grew brighter and brighter. Suddenly, a person with beautiful white angel wings and a red dress stood before me.
"Angioletta. My dear, Angioletta." Her voice was like soft, ringing bells that any girl would die for.
"Umm...Hi?" was my brilliant response.
"Whats wrong Angiola?" the angel looked confused.
"My names...Bella." I said softly.
She started laughing lightly and she looked at me lovingly.
"Oh Angiola, you have always been my favorite." I looked at her like she was crazy. I've never met her before!!!!!
"Oh. Im going to have to refresh your memory. Bella...Angioletta... You are a Demon Angel. Yes, I know. Oxymoron, right?" she gave me a small smile. "Anyways, you were born as a Demon Angel. God gifted you, you see. He saw that you were purely innocent and good and wanted to give you something. Something that you could never get rid of. A power. When you were very young, you dreamed of playing of angels up in heaven. Your imagination was very vivid when you were young. And as you dreamed, you were actually there. Up in heaven playing and talking to everyone. Everyone, even your creator called you Anneta. But as you grew up, you showed up less and less. Your imagination didn't reach as far as childrens did anymore. You were very lonely, sad, depressed. One night, you dreamed of visting Hell and its fire pit. And you did visit him. You made a deal with the devil that when you die, you were to become his demon. Ofcourse, when you woke up, you thought it was a dream. But, it wasn't. God wasn't very happy with this, but he knew it was coming. So he decided to give you enternal life. I do not know what a Demon Angel is, Angiola. That is your destiny. Now, as a Demon Angel I know you control Fire, Earth, Water, Air, and Life. Demon is your fire and air and Angel fits in with Air, Water and Life. You are a very powerful, and dangerous creature upon earth. Be careful of what you posses. I must go. Sweet Angioletta, I will not be far. And when you return, you'll be fluient in Italian. Do not be alarmed. It is the language of the Angels."
And thats when I returned to the earth. A Demon Angel? What is that?
Flashback Over
I remember asking myself those questions and maybe your asking yourself, what the hell am I talking about. Am I right?
It has been 200 years since Edward left, 200 years since I died and was re-born and 200 years since I became an Demon Angel. Welcome to my life.
Authors note!
I know a lot of you are not fluient in Italian so this is just a list of what the names mean :)
-Angioletta- Little Angel/Messanger
-Angiola- Angel
-Anneta-Favor, grace
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