The Past Is A Strange Place

Pain.

Fire.

Blood.

These are the only thoughts that I can begin to comprehend has I hurtle towards the surface of the Earth. I can barely feel the fire that had consumed my body; my attention has been caught by the searing pain on my upper back. The rest of the pain has somewhat numbed, but not the bloody slits in my back, every second brought a fresh wave of unbearable pain.

I seemed to be falling forever. The urge to stretch my appendages that had been severed and stop myself from falling through the open air was stronger than any I have ever had before. More than anything I just wanted to be on the ground, not moving, not falling. What if this is my eternal punish-

My thought got cut off when I smashed into the ground. I couldn’t move, I felt like I had broken every bone in my body, and I probably had. Lucky for me angels heal quickly, I thought to myself. Then it hit me like a freight train.

I was no longer an angel.

Tears began to well in my eyes, and not from the excruciating pain of my bones mending together. I had lost everything that made me who I am. My pride, my dignity, my nobility, my wings; they were all gone. I was nothing but an empty shell, a shadow of what I once was.

Notes

Sorry that this chapter is short! They will most likely get longer. Besides that, Andy and the rest of BVB should appearing within the next chapter or so :) If you liked it please rate, comment, and subscribe! And if you don't like please comment and tell me what you don't like about it! Thank you!