Angel Blood (A Forbidden Works)

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic
What happen's one night when Valerie see's a light falling from the sky into the wood's just beyond her village.

Submitted: June 14, 2011

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It was dark.
 
The night was pitch black, there were no voices of the nocturnal animals in the air, no wind, no stars and barely any light from the moon though to be truthful it felt like it too wasn’t hear. The place was deserted, empty of light and love, empty of life; all except for mine.
 
And then there was light, as if the sun had fallen out of the sky. The light was plummeting towards the woods, the woods I had always stayed away from in fear of the wolf. The wolf was a burden upon my village, every full moon we were forced to sacrifice one of our favoured animals whether it be a pig, a sheep or even a cow. The wolf was a curse and as long as we stayed out of the woods, it stayed out of our village.
 
But even the wolf couldn’t stop me. My curiosity was burning. I have to know what the fallen light could be. So without much thought I was pulling on my yellow cloak (as yellow is a protective colour), pulling on my brown mud boots, and bring out the oil lit lantern.
 
I entered into the woods silently, letting the lantern guide my path towards what was now a glowing light out in the distance. I felt my body shiver, a sign that I always had when someone or something was following me but my curiosity drowned out the warning and so I was taken by surprise when a hand fell on top of my shoulder. I almost let out a scream but another hand was covering my mouth before I could make a sound.
 
“Valerie?” The owner of the hands asked after he had turned me around to face him. I recognized the scruffy black hair, and the dark brown (almost black) eyes. I recognized the shape and feel of his hands and I couldn’t help the smile from escaping my lips.
 
“Yes, it’s me Collins.” I said on a very soft giggle. Collins was Liam’s last name and he only allowed me to call him by that. It wasn’t out of disrespect but out of our friendship that I had been given that right.
 
“What are you doing out here anyways?” He asked in a hushed matter both of us still cautious of what these woods held. The hand that had been covering my mouth had fallen down to grab onto my hand and I did not protest; It was simply normal for us to be touching each other.
“I saw a light fall from the sky and I had to see what it was.” I said trying to make way for the fallen light again tugging his hand along with mine. He didn’t protest either. He knew what I was like; my curiosity always getting the better of me. We walked together in silence. Our hands joining us as one entity and I was less nervous now that he was hear. I knew he would take on the wolf to save me. Though he should know that if we encountered the wolf I would not leave his side.
 
“Look its right over there,” I whispered truly excited now. We were only a few tree spans away from the light now and it was so bright that it did not truly register in my mind that it was not day but night and it was at this point, that these thoughts were registering in my mind that I saw him; The wolf.
 
Now not many had actually seen the wolf before and lived to tell the tale. The only survivors that I know of that had encountered the wolf were the three men that were allocated for the night watch; Mr Collins (Liam’s father), Mr Jenkins and Master Henry Nightingale and all their stories of the wolf were different. Not one having a single common likeness besides for the fact that it was a wolf.
 
However as the wolf was now in front of my own eyes, in the light that shined as bright as day and was not the sun or a star fallen out of the sky. The wolf was huge, it’s head met at the height of Liam’s own head (he was a head taller than me because my head met at his chest). It was as black as a raven’s wing and it’s eyes were a feral red as if it’s eyes were painted the colour of blood but it wasn’t the wolf that frightened me. It was more so what he was doing.
 
Let me explain this first before I tell you what the wolf was doing. The light that I had saw fall from the sky was not the sun, or a star or two. It was that of a celestial being. His skin glowed (and yes I could tell it was a man from his very naked form) with a burn brightness which shone brighter than the sun, almost so that it was painful to look at. The man’s hair was a pale white, and his eyes when he meet mine where so different to a normal human’s that it surprised me, instead of their being a pupil and an iris his whole eyes were a shimmering, shining blue as if his eyes were the sky itself. From his shoulder’s sprouted a pair of broken wings which were painted black.
 
The wolf was devouring the man’s blood, drinking from this angel – for I had idea what else he could be. When the angel’s eyes met mine it seemed as if he was pleading me to save him, and when he opened his mouth to scream all that came out was a high pitch of music; the most beautiful music that I had ever heard but I understood what he said none the less. For when that sweet music entered my ears and registered in my mind it transformed into words. Words that I could understand and he was imploring me to save him. Telling me how I could do just so. With the kind of magic not found in a fairy tale.
 
I let the angel into my mind, I allowed him to use my body in a way that I never could on my own. With the angel’s help I formed the lantern in my hands into a sword and with the angel’s help I slayed the wolf before he could kill the angel.
 
Liam had not moved but he was lying on the ground passed out. When I checked on him he was still breathing so I went to the angel. To help him in whatever way he needs it.
 
“Are you alright?” The words seemed to fly out of my mouth. My hands hovered over his body in a protective manner.
 
“I will be now.” His musical voice resounded in my mind. I meet his eyes and he was watching me earnestly.
 
“Is there anything that I can do for you?” I asked my eyes gazing into his watching him watching me.
 
“You’re kiss will heal me and that wolf is dead. Your blade, plus my blood has made sure of that.” His musical voice said in my mind and so without much thought I gave him what he required. I kissed an angel. If only to heal him but the moment my lips meet his I felt as if I was in heaven. It was like fire and ice, two opposites uniting at the touch of two sets of lips. It felt as if a display of fireworks were being set off at the touch of our lips.
 
“Is Liam going to be alright?” I asked when we had broken away.
 
“Unfortunately, no. I need a male body so that I can walk on this earth. As you can see I’d be quite noticeable among your kind.” He said still looking in my eyes. “That is if you want me to stay, or I can leave and find another.” He said now and only now looking away.
 
“If you leave let me come with you. I can’t stay here anymore. My curiosity is burning to see the rest of the world.” I replied placing my hand upon the angel’s cheek and turning him to face me. His eyes darted back to mine and now we shared a kiss that was not to heal him but because it burned inside of us to do so.
 
“Then your curiosity will be quenched. We must leave before the sun comes up though.” He said getting up and holding out a hand to help me do the same. He dropped my hand and placed a hand over Liam’s heart, singing in tones rather than words in that musical voice of his. I saw colour and life go back into Liam’s cheeks and his eyes shifted underneath his eyelids. The angel came back to me then and wrapped his arms around me. He spread out his black wings and we flew up into the night, appearing as nothing more than a shooting star to a human eye.
 
Back in the woods (Liam’s P.O.V)
I opened my eyes to see that the wolf was slayed, and to find blood on the ground but there was no sign of Valerie. I ran back to the village as I saw the shooting light flying across the sky. It was a shooting star, I was sure of it but it didn’t matter I had to report that Valerie was missing. I had to find her, not only due out of our friendship but out of a love for her that I was too afraid to share. But by the God’s if we found her, there would be nothing hold me back from telling her the truth and placing my lips upon hers. I know one thing is for certain I will search for her until my dying breath.


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