Monday, August 22nd, 10:38
(Angel's Pov)
Imagine coming to school with your arms and legs covered in scratches and a slight bruise on your head, it's embarrassing and proves to everyone how clumsy you are... that's what it was like to me today. Only one period in and I felt so stupid, last time I ever play a game of 'hide-n-seek' in the bloody dark. The only other person who would understand my little pain would be Vixen yet he only has scratches and bruises on his arms and legs he was able to easily cover up- "Girl with late assignment coming through!" a girl yelled, I immediately stepped out of the way as she ran past and down the corridor whilst other people started to clear out of the corridor. I laughed bit before continuing to walk- I immediately bumped into a tall girl with ivory skin, black mid-length hair and lizard green eyes, she even looked a few years older than me, a senior student maybe? She had a dark scowl on her face as she looked down at me "Fucking first-year" she muttered loudly under her breath... yep, senior student... I just really pissed off a senior student. I nervously laughed a bit as I took a step back "S-sorry, I should really pay attention next ti-" I squeaked a bit as the girl punched one of the many lockers beside us "Shut your fucking trap" she snapped as I noticed the corridor was now dead empty "You have some fucking nerve-" she paused, still glaring at me as she looked me up and down before breaking out into a laugh. "Oh my fucking god- you're a half breed" she laughed as I stood there, very confused "This is gonna be even easier than I thought" ...I was still confused "What are you talking abou-" her head immediately snapped back to me, hauntingly dark smile on her face. She then grabbed my right arm and smashed it into a locker, keeping it pinned down as she towered over me. "I can sense it.. the reaper blood in your veins, its aura full of powerful magic, but-" Belline sniffed my neck "The scent of angel with a little hint of demon... hang around the wrong people and you could end up abused for pleasure" she smirked "The hell-" "You don't know anything, do you?" Belline snapped, laughing in my face as her grip on my arm tightened.
"You think you're so 'special' being the 'daughter' of a royal demon and angel, when really... you're just a fake" she spat as I shrank down, back now against the locker "I've seen you also hang around Larrson too, so that must mean that you're also a new soldier in training" "Well, that's only a little true-" the girl's face lowered down to my eye level. "Your a no body" she coldly spat in my face "You're no princess. You're no soldier. You're just a useless nothing" I started feeling the insults pierce me like knifes "And better yet, Green will-" she glanced at my left hand, grabbed it and smashed it against another locker next to my head "No fucking way" she hissed "Green gave you a bounding ring?!" she harshly questioned me... guess at some point, she's met Green. The girl started laughing, putting me off a bit "Your life is even more fucked up than I thought! I mean, what's gonna happen next?! You gonna let him fuck you or something?!" she spat again, making me feel very uncomfortable and scared. "P-please-" "Your just a fucking Nephilim!" she then snapped my left wrist with one easy flick of her own before walking off "Name's Belline by the way" she called whilst I stood there alone, holding my now broken wrist... crying in pain.
Half an Hour Later
I sat on the bed in the school nurse's office as Blake sat in front of me on a chair he dragged out of the corner "I still don't understand how you could snap a wrist perfectly by tripping" Blake muttered about my lie right before resetting my wrist , making me yell in pain "Fuck!" I hissed as Blake's eyes narrowed "Well make that a lesson to watch where your walking next time" he told me whilst the things I remembered the things Belline said. A few tears rolled down my cheeks "Angel? You okay?" Blake asked, eyes now filled with worry as I quickly wiped away the tears "Y-yeah, it... just hurts a lot" "We'll wrap up your wrist and hope that your healing powers kick in" Blake said, taking out some bandages and started wrapping them around my hand and wrist. That's right, me being a hypnotic with 'creation angel' powers means that I should be able to heal myself. "What's a Nephilim?" I found myself asking Blake, he raised a brow "Now that's a word you never hear much... where did you hear that from?" "Overheard two girls talking earlier" I lied again as Blake signed "...in the prodiguim world, a nephilim is a child of a demon and angel" he hesitantly answered. "Hundreds years ago everyone hated nephilims, but only because they knew the nephilims could literally kill anyone with no punishments, even if they were adults" Blake continued as if knowing I was gonna ask more about it "The rules of Heaven and Hell were supposed to keep angels and demons or devils from 'mating' with each other". Blake finished wrapping the bandage around my wrist "But.... years later, Satan and God signed a treaty and rewrote the rules, but there was always a few people who turned down everything this generation is now" I raised a brow "Who were the people?" I asked "... we called them 'Killens', a demon and devil cult who hated everything angel related" Blake answered. "Killens thought nephilims are nothing but human flesh with stolen magic in their veins, and because of the Killens... there's no nephilims left and celestials of both sin and virture no longer dare the chance of love between each other" Blake explained.
More tears rolled down my face "Angel?-" as if reading my mind, Blake knew what I was thinking and pulled me into a hug "Angel, you are not a nephilim. You're a Hypnotic, one of the most powerful things in the world" Blake pulled away and looked into my eyes "Don't you ever think other wise, okay?" I nodded my head. "Right..." Blake looked at the time then back to me "I'm taking you home" he stated "What- no! I'm completely fine-" "Your wrist is broken, Angel... I'm taking you home, now" Blake told me, picking up my bag as I angrily signed, wiping at my tear-stained face as I got up and followed Blake out the door of the nurse's office.
11:45am
I walked in through the front door as Blake pulled back out of the drive way and back towards the school. I closed the door behind myself, bag dropping to the ground as I felt tears threaten my eyes again until I heard tapping of computer keys coming from the dining room. I hesitantly poked my head into the dining room to see Sean sitting at the table on a laptop, I raised a brow as I stepped into the room "Aren't you supposed to be at school or something?" I asked as he looked up at me "Oh uh... I'm actually doing an online course through a college" he answered. "Really?" "Yeah- you see... back in the human realm, I was doing a course at another college and I was walking home from college right before crossing the road and getting... hit by a bus" Sean explained "Oh, so same story as Chloe-" "Oh no, I'm not a Hypnotic" he corrected as I gave him a confused look. "You got hit by a bus" I repeated what he just told me to remind him the unlikely hood of a person surviving that event without a single scratch "Yeah, it turns out... I'm actually an angel and had no fucking clue about it- I have human parents for fuck's sake" Sean said in his irish accent. He's a natural born angel with human parents... and he didn't know until someone like Blake explained it to him. "Sorry-" "It's alright... how's your wrist though?" Sean asked, nodding his head to my left bandaged hand "An act of clumsiness, it'll heal itself in a bit" I told him... to be honest, I don't even know if my powers would heal it or not itself. "Knew you'd say that" Sean laughed a bit "What do you mean?" "I still don't know why, but that feeling I got when I met you yesterday... I feel like I really know you" he told me as I rolled my eyes "No really, it feels like deja vu" Sean tried to convince me yet I narrowed my eyes a bit "You're messing with me-" "Trust me, I'm not- even this conversation is very familiar".
"Most probably because you had it with another girl who could see through your bull shit" I said, folding my arms yet immediately wincing in pain from my left hand, eyes somewhat catching the screen of Sean's laptop "What course are you doing?" I asked as Sean's head turned back to the computer screen "Programming and editing, Blake suggested it yesterday when pulling up in the driveway" Sean answered. He turned his head back to me "I already told the others but- you can call me 'Jack' if you want" Sean offered "Jack?" "Friends and family back in the human realm gave me the nickname" he smiled "Alright, sure" I smiled a bit "Ö̵̯́f̸̞̄ ̶̼͝f̶͙̄ṷ̵̊c̶͔͝k̴̮̂ḯ̶̟ņ̴̄g̴̮͊ ̶̼̀c̵͇̍ȏ̷̦ủ̴̯r̵̛̲s̶̫̿ḛ̷̑" a voice rang out in my right ear. I immediately covered my right ear with my hand "Sorry, I've got some stuff to do in my room-" "No problem, need to get back to work anyway" Sean smiled, turning back to the laptop screen as I walked out of the room and bolted upstairs to my bedroom, closing and locking the door behind me. "Y̵̧͊o̷̯͊u̵͉͝'re̸̱͋ ̸̡͝a̷̢̚ ̶̗͘h̴̪͠ǫ̷͛r̸̲͒r̸̦͒i̴͍̓b̷̙͑l̶̳͆ě̸̺ ̷̨͆l̸̯͝ạ̸͐ḯ̴͕ȓ̷̢, y̴̻̎o̵̹͐u̶͉̓ ̸͍̍k̸͚̈́n̶̦͌o̴̩͘w̴̨̏" the haunting girl's voice stated as I tried to ignore her "Ḯ̴̼g̶̩͠n̶̿ͅo̶̫̕ṛ̶̿į̶̔n̸̞͗g̸̡͋ ̸̗͂t̵̞̔h̷͓́e̴͙͌ ̴̥͆t̸̮̍r̶͓̓u̵̬̽t̵͓̒h̴̢̉ ̵͖̆n̷̖̿o̷͘ͅw̵͎̉? f̸̮͗ị̶̿r̷̛̹s̶̱̽ţ̸̾ ̸͎̌y̴͈͒o̴͓͘u̴̖̓ṙ̷̬ ̷̦́o̵̬̾w̴̺̾ṉ̴̿ ̶͎͗m̷̭̃ẻ̸̦ń̸͍ţ̴͝á̸͚ĺ̸͚ ̴̺̐å̸̞ǹ̷̥ḓ̶̔ ̸̻̿p̷̮̾h̶̡̛y̶̡͑s̷̯͗i̶̖̾c̸͉̊å̵̻l̴̝͗ ̵̢̒h̵̩͂ę̶̅a̴͑͜l̴̨͊t̸̞͠ẖ̵̌, t̴̟̓h̷̗̎e̴͇̋n̵̼̐ ̶̛̼ȳ̷̘ó̴̗ǘ̸̺ ̸̗̒l̸̻̉ȇ̶̺t̶̞͛ ̷̙̊t̴͕̉h̴̻̍a̴̙͘t̴͕̅ ̶̱͌B̶̳͑e̴̱͛l̴͎̅l̷̰̈́i̵̯̔n̴͇̊e̶͛͜ ̷͇͊b̶͓͝r̸̩̚á̷̦t̷̼̕ ̶̘̉ẅ̶̜́a̵̼̓l̶͔̿k̵̬̋ ̶͔͠a̸̠͝l̷̉͜l̶̜̈́ ̵̦̄ò̸̺v̸͓̎e̴̹̿ȓ̵̥ ̴̮̉y̵͎̿o̶͙͆u̷̫̎ ̵̜́ã̶̭ň̴͉d̸͇͊ ̴͚́n̷͖̒ô̴͜w̶̨̚ ̶̗̀t̵̯͘h̶̟̀e̴̩̕ ̴̟̊ẗ̶͓́r̷̳̆u̴̲̾t̴͉̍h̷̿" the voice listed "Y̷͕̒ö̸͎u̴̹͌'vḙ̶͐ ̸̬̇g̶͓͆ȏ̸̘t̵̨̂ ̵̟̈́n̷͚͛ö̵̢́ ̸͙̉r̴̯̄é̶͍s̴̡͊p̸̢̈́e̵̛̖c̴̤̓t̵͚͘ ̵͍͐f̶̖̔o̵̩͝r̸̲̾ ̴̊͜y̵̲͊o̵̢͝u̷̠̓r̷͕̋s̸̹͘ȇ̴̡ĺ̶̝f̵̙̿" the voice snapped. She's right, I dodge my own needs all the time... it's just how I am. I never stand up for myself but when it comes to my friends, I jump right in to help them. I hate myself... I've never loved myself whatsoever, never have... and probably never will. "Ě̸̙i̵̖͊ṯ̵͌h̸̟̉e̸̤͠r̷̞̅ ̸̖̀s̴̝͆t̴̻͝ả̸͙r̴͚̎t̴̤̕ ̶͉̓l̵̢̏o̷̧̓o̶̙͗k̷̡̇i̴̳̒ṅ̷͜g̴̼͆ ̴͎̒a̸̤͝f̴͇̕ť̴̤e̸̢͑r̴̝̓ ̶̳̒y̸̠͊ő̷͓ư̸̹r̸͖̾s̴̱̊ę̵̇l̸̖̀f̸̨̄ ̵͚̀ṕ̷͜r̴͙̐ó̵͓p̷̦̈e̶̥̚r̶̙̓l̷̞̐y̶̬̚ ̶̥͆ö̶̡r̸͈͐ ̴͓͊ė̷̼l̷̟̇s̸͔̔ḙ̷̽" the voice warned "Or else what...?" I asked, immediately regretting it "L̸̪͋i̶̼̍k̷͕̕e̵̜͝ ̴̨͂Í̷̯ ̴̡̍t̶͖͛ò̵̩l̸̻̒d̵̡͘ ̴̰͒ỳ̶̤ò̸͍u̷̩̎ ̷̄ͅb̸̫̀ê̵͕f̷̻̚ỏ̴͉ŕ̴͇e̴͈̓; Ì̶͕ ̸̛̳a̸̰̚m̸̖̐ ̸̭̍n̶̤̏o̴̝̍t̴͓͒ ̶͍̂t̶͖̃h̸͔͘e̴̩͑ ̸̂͜ŝ̴͖c̷̫͝a̸̯̿r̷̮̃ị̶͝ė̵͎s̸͠ͅt̴̙̓ ̵̱͂t̸̲͘ḥ̸̕ì̶͈ǹ̷̹g̵̳͂ ̶̖͠ŷ̵̧ő̴͜u̷̮̓'ve̴̙̐ ̷̆͜s̸͛͜e̸̛̟ë̴̮́n̴͌ͅ, bu̸̹͠ẗ̵͚́ ̷̧̔I̴̋͜ ̴̼̏ă̸̟s̵̳̈s̶̑͜u̷͈̅r̷͖̾e̶̞̊ ̸̟͘y̴͍̿o̷̲̓ǔ̶̩ ̴̭́t̵͓͛h̵͕͘ä̸̮t̵͉̅ ̷̗͊Í̷͎ ̵̮͝á̵͈m̵̝͒ ̵̡͌f̸̲̾a̷̭͆r̶̢̀ ̶͓͠f̴̜͛r̸̡͝o̷̼͋m̷͉͂ ̷̢̊h̷͍̾a̵̟̔r̸̰͒m̶̯̀l̵̜͛e̶̛̼s̴̘̏s̶̙̅..." I've... I've heard that somewhere before, but from where? "D̷̬̅o̷̪̎n̴̲͘'t t̴̥̓ḧ̸̞́ī̸͕n̶̯̽k̸̞͊ ̶͙͠Į̸̄ ̸̪̕ẅ̸̥́o̴̗͋n̶̝͝'t̵̹̐ ̵̲̓d̴͕̈́ȍ̷̢ ̸̩͋w̶͎̍h̷͕͂a̷̯͒t̴̢͝e̴̻̔v̷̪̂ë̸͓́r̴̢̐ ̸̛̭i̷̳̍t̸̚͜ ̴̝̒t̵̲̊a̶͈͆ǩ̴̥è̵̩s̷̲̒ ̵̟̏t̸́͜ò̴͍ ̴̞̒m̵͓͌ạ̵͛k̵̩̒è̸̤ ̸͇͌y̶̠̾o̷̪͆u̵̓ͅ ̵̯̉s̷̟̃ụ̵͑ṟ̵͛v̵͚̂i̴̱̐v̵̙̅ë̷͙ ̵͎̇t̴̳̕h̶̥̓i̸̬͂s̴̬̑ ̶͎̆s̶̖̉h̷̫̔ỉ̶͈t̵̼̕ ̴̦̃ḣ̸̫ó̴̝l̸͇̃e̵̛̙" she warned, her voice ringing out in my ear as I collapsed onto the floor, crying a bit as my back leaned against the bedroom door.
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