Angelic Chrome ch. 1
The warm air of Santagia wafted through his wings. Gold stood at the humongous gate that led to the marble palace. He didn't know why he was there, he didn't know anything actually. He just knew that he was meant to control and balance nature in Santagia. But he didn't mind the fact he was an empty shell.
He himself was completely useless anyways.
With his multi-colored eyes half lidded, Gold raised an arm as his single amber eye started to glow. Vines shot out of his right arm through his robe and wrapped around the bars of the gate.
It creaked when it opened. The boy stepped in, folding his sky-blue wings. Flower petals danced around when the vines were sheathed. With bare-feet Gold stepped foot on the stairs that led to the door. A shiver shot up his spine as he was not used to cold contact with skin.
He took each step slowly, adjusting to the feel of the smooth stone. The large doors slowly opened as Gold came near, a narrow alleyway leading the way to another set of doors. A gentle pit pat could be heard while the boy made his way through the hall.
Why was I called here...
He stood before the great doors only to realize he couldn't use his vines.
I thought I was useless...
He pushed the white door open with his two hands and cautiously stepped into the snow-white chamber.
Why? Why did King Chrome call me...
Gold crouched at the foot of the throne with his right hand over his chest, left behind his back. His eyes remained emotionless and pointing down at the cold, tiled floor.
"Stand." came a low growl from above him. Gold stood, his eyes still glued to the floor. "Look up at me." came the voice again. The boy looked up from the floor and tilted his head up a bit in order to look the man in his frozen-cold eyes. "Do you know why you were called?" the man asked. Gold shook his head slowly, eyes not leaving his.
"Crystal told me she knows where my son is, the fountain he fell into leads to a place called 'Earth'. If I am correct, your past life was in Earth as a boy named Ethan. But now you are not a boy or a girl or anything else. You are now just an 'it', alive only to serve purpose as an angel of nature. Do you understand?"
Gold nodded. He heard the same phrase when he was born into Santagia. "I want you to go to Earth and find my son. Bring him back here alive and well. If I even find a single scratch on him, you will be erased from this land." The boy was scared for a second, then regained his composure. He looked at the king.
"Yes your majesty... I will make sure he gets back safe and sound." he said while putting his right hand to his chest again. Gold turned to leave when he heard another growl. "Remember, emotions are only weakness. Don't let yourself get too attached to anybody or anything. Useless things like 'love' or 'friendship' will only slow you down."
But Gold didn't listen. He knew that already, not even understanding what those words meant. He decided to not pay attention to it.
He was, after all, an angel. Angels are banned from emotion. Nobody in all of Satagia felt anything at all. Every single day was the same, doing duties as usual.
Nobody ever felt a single drop of love