(A/N- Just to warn you the "Preludes" are the past before the main "song" or the present in the story line each chapter shall be labeled as Prelude or song. Thank you, enjoy.)

Prelude to a Different Song the Second Movement, When Angels Weep.

When Angels Weep and Demon's Creep

Over your heart, trying to tear you apart.

Outside the rain poured and thundered on the tin roof, over their heads. His arm pulled me closer against his chest. I sighed and snuggled against him. He let out a soft chuckle and lay a kiss against my shoulder.

"I love you, Conus, my immortal love." He murmured against my skin. I smiled because a few drops of his tears I would be immortal. Or in a way, diseases won't kill me. The only way for me to die is if my spine was broken, I was stabbed in the heart or I was beheaded. Lucky me.

I can remember it clearly… my tribe was celebrating a good hunt. We had killed five deer and one black bear. My tribe Leader, Tree Grow Tall had announced that the spirits of air had given them a special guest they called Keipen-Eyie or translated from my native tongue meant Son of Angels. I remember that night oh so clearly…

"Conus Wilk! Where are you going?" I turned to see my best friend Eishey-Kno or Dancing Elk running after me. Her hair was in long braids with violets twisted into them. Her face was painted with spirals of crushed berries. Two gold bracelets clinked together on her wrists. Her face was a round oval and under all that paint was copper skin just like mine. Her eyes were a stunning blue which she inherited from her grandma the old Shaman Women of our tribe. I was stuck with the same brown eyes as my mother. Nothing special about my copper skin or my short skinny self. My hair was short it could not grow long like Eishey-Kno's because it was so thin and fell out. My friend would certainly marry soon she was already in her twentieth year and I was only in my eighteenth.

"Oh Eishey-Kno I want to see this so called Son of Angels. I heard he was handsome; he's staying in the hut farthest from the village to give him privacy from curious tribesmen. I heard he has green eyes that caused the grass to wilt in jealousy. That his hair was a dark sunshine that was both bright and dark. I heard he towered over Large Mountain, the tallest in the tribe. I even heard…"

"Are all these rumors about me?" A warm voice questioned from behind me. I froze in mid speech. Eishey-Kno had a giant smug look on her face as she looked from me to behind me. I wish I could sink into the earth and vanish. I closed my eyes and licked my lips. I turned around slowly I opened my eyes to meet a deep green gaze.

"Oh!" I gasped the rumors had been so far off. His eyes weren't bright but were deep and dark. He had dirty blonde hair that was darker than sunlight but wasn't as bright. As for his height, Giant Mountain can reclaim his title as the tallest in the tribe. He was not close to seven foot three like Giant Mountain. Instead he looked more like six foot five. His thin frame and muscled arms gave him the appearance of being a giant. His smile was brilliant, why didn't they gossip about his smile. It would put the moon to shame.

"You're staring." He chuckled as he leaned against a tree trunk. I blinked and turned away from his gaze.

"Well you're not that great. To tell you the truth the rumors look better than you do." I bit out at him, oh what a lie he was so… amazing. Defiantly fit his name as Son of Angels but he seemed darker than light like Angels but to bright to be a demon.

"Oh really? He asked raising an eyebrow, his smile got even wider as if he heard some private joke. I straightened up and glared at him.

"Yes." I lied again, "Now if you'll excuse us, me and Eishey-Kno are leaving." I turned away and walked over to where she stood and grabbed her arm and pulled her after me. When we were far enough away she whispered in my ear.

"Liar." To which I responded

"I know." We both burst out laughing. When it came to my outside I was brave and confident. On the inside I was a fragile creature. When we got back to my hut I went inside while she told me she was going to get ready for the night's celebrations. So I decided I was going to get ready as well. I brushed my hair with an old bone tooth comb and braided part of my hair in a tiny braid. It fell in front of my right eye so I tucked it behind my ear. I nice flower would help hold it in place. I would go look for one after I figured out what I was wearing. From a grass weaved basket I pulled out a soft tan deer skin dress that was cinched at the waste by a band of hawk feathers. It was my mother's dress but she wouldn't mind me wearing it. She had plenty of nice things; she got them from the single men in the village trying to win her favor for she was single and still young. I was one her problems the Shaman Women said she could not marry again till I myself was married off. So the men spent their time giving her gifts trying to earn her favor. Everyone knew my grandfather was one of the wealthiest fishermen in the village. Any man would want to marry into our family and learn our secret.

Truthfully I hope she picked Fire Fox for he was cunning and kind. He could be sharp like a fire's edge but then warm like the fire's light. She seemed to like Winter of Rivers better because he was strong and Giant Mountains brother. She would have chosen Giant Mountain himself if he wasn't already wed.

I slipped the dress over my head and tightened the feather cinch to show off more of my invisible curves. The front of the dress had a V neck and flared out in the back. I reached down and tightened my gold anklet. I decided that I would not wear a necklace let the beauty of the dress speak instead.

I pushed open the hut and stepped into the dusk in the center of the village the bon fire was being fed. I felt the dirt compact under my bare feet. The humid night would cool down to make this night the best night to celebrate of the summer and certainly the last night. I weaved around trees letting the sweet smells of the woods calm my mind. I finally stopped in front of a small flower bush. I plucked a large blue flower and tucked it behind my ear next to the braid. I grabbed another flower and crushed it in my hand. Blue juices gushed from the flower. I dipped my pinky finger in the liquid and traced a delicate trail of swirls and designs blindly on my face. To be more clearly it was on my left side to add compliment to the flower on the right side of my face. I used the rest of the blue dye to trace swirls around my ankle with the anklet on it. When I was satisfied I walked to a clay pot of water I left here and washed my hands in it.

"Ah I have caught a magic fairy of the woods. Please tell me you are the queen for you are beautiful." A familiar voice whispered from behind me. I spun around causing the water in the pot to lose balance and spill the water against the tree trunks and plants. It was Son of Angels that stood across from me. I breathed a sigh of relief. I thought it was someone else.

"I never did get your name?" He said moving closer to me, I stepped back. My back was pressed against the trunk of a tree. He leaned forward and placed his hand on the trunk of the tree near my head. He was leaning so close I could count his eyelashes and smell his sweet breath. I swallowed nervously at being so close to him.

"They call me Conus Wilk." I answered weakly he leaned in even closer his eyes burning holes on my head.

"What a pretty name." He murmured. "Conus." He whispered trying out my name on his tongue.

"Not especially..." I was about to say but my words were cut off by his lips. His other hand cupped my face. At first I was so shocked I could not respond. I soon responded and wrapped my arms around his neck and buried my fingers in his hair. I tilted my head and pulled him closer to me. He pressed me hard against the tree trunk. Slowly we both regained our sanity and we pulled away from each other slightly. Instead of him stepping back fully as I expected, he instead pulled me against him in a hug and He rested his chin my head.

"My name is Leonard but you can call me Leo." He whispered into my hair. I smiled I felt special for some weird reason as if I the normal girl had finally been chosen to stand out. All because the one they called Son of Angels chose to kiss me. I liked to think of it that way but I liked the way it was when I thought of it as Leo kissed me.

(A/N—No I was not mistaken when I wrote Leo and not Gabe, at this point our main character Conus is human; Leo on the other hand is what we call an Immortal or one that is a young Ancient Bone-Fiend that refused to turn into a monster like Gabe or Conus in the future. And yes they can choose whether to be just immortal or like an Ancient Bone-Fiend with wings and red eyes and blue/gray skin. One becomes an immortal by drinking tears of one that is. They then decide whenever they want to go all creepy demon like. More will be explained later. So please review!)