For over centuries, I have lived in secret. I know the risks. But I have to meet Laney. I have to protect her. If you were immortal, when you can live forever, what would you live for? I'd live for her. It's strange isn't it, being attracted to a girl you've never really met. I know, I shouldn't do that.
I'm a white angel.
It's the good version of a dark angel, which is what my brother, Shane is. Not only that, we apparently both share the same love for the same girl. Laney. I would be a hypocrite if I only say that Shane has done some really bad stuff. When it comes to killing, both sides of the Angels, are just as bad as each other. We aren't the stereo typical Angels that modern teenage girls scream over on the TV. We're like vampires, only, minus the blood sucking. But if we see some one hurting some one that's close to us, we let our dark sides out, and attack the enemy.
But my job is different to other fallen angels.
I stop evil, but it is said that I'll become evil once I enter hell. I don't believe in heaven and hell. I'm an atheist. Funny that, a white angel, that doesn't believe in any sort of religion.
I went to a witch once that could see the future.
Laney is in deep trouble, being the latest doppelganger and all, to my ex Elizabeth. The witch said that Elizabeth will return when one of us makes physical contact with Laney Collins. Not only that, her brother is a vampire hunter. Did I mention Elizabeth is a vampire? An evil vampire that seduced my brother, when I was going out with her in the eighteen hundreds. My brother doesn't live with me now. I live with a roommate, who knows that I'm a fallen angel.
He doesn't like me as much as he makes out.
"You idiot!" My roommate exclaimed, slamming a rolled up newspaper on my desk. I raised my eyebrows at him in confusion. "Three other animal attacks? Did you do this?" He questioned, folding his arms impatiently. I narrowed my eyes at him as if I had no clue what he was talking about.
"It's not me. I'm not a vampire, or a black angel." I stated, reassuring him. My roommate scoffed as if he didn't believe me.
"Sure, whatever. I can't take this freaky stuff anymore," He waved his hands up in the air in frustration. I folded my arms, and closed my journal tight shut. I didn't get what his problem was. This conversation was strange. I haven't stopped evil in a few weeks, ever since I went to see that witch anyway. My roommate sounded like a five year old. He was scowling at me, and I pretty much blocked his voice out of my ears, dozing off. My roommate suddenly stopped talking, his head snapped to one side and he collapsed on the ground, like a light feather. I blinked in alarm, seeing my brother, standing right in front of me, smirking.
"Hello brother," He greeted wickedly, forming a grin. He looked down at my roommates body and sighed, shrugging his shoulders as if it was no problem. "He was on my last nerves! His voice was so irritating, so I snapped his neck, he'll live though." He folded his arms, looking doubtful at his lifeless body. I looked up at him, expressionless.
"He wasn't like us, you know." I informed him, folding my arms impatiently.
Shane, my brother pulled of a nervous grin, and trailed of with a laugh. "He's not important right now, Elizabeth-"
"I know, the doppelganger is in trouble, because of her. She's her double." I interrupted, sounding like a know it all. Shane rolled his eyes.
"Her blood type too, it's the only blood that can make Hybrids." He stated.
This year, is going to be different. Every immortal thing, is going to come to this town, and destroy it.