Fallen Angels - Augustus Waters -

"I'm just a fallen angel." "Then what are you doing here?" "I am watching my rising angel."

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1. Prologue

I opened one eye, staring directly at Elvis. Or so he was called. I'm pretty sure he was someone else.

"What do you want?" I groaned, and he grinned evilly.

"Nothing, just checking around." He shrugged and I sighed, sitting up. Elvis walked out of the room, and I stared blankly at the white wall.

"What am I doing here really? Where am I?" I muttered, a picture showing up on the wall. It was Hazel and me.

 

"It's a metaphor you see. You put the killing thing between your teeth, but you never give it the power to kill you." I smiled, and she looked down.

"Okay."

 

I ran a hand through my hair, and got out of the bed. Outside in the courtyard I met Alaska, my good friend.

"You want a cigarette?" I asked and she looked up from her book.

"Yes thank you, here let me light yours."

"No thanks, I don't light mine."

"Why?"

"Uhm, well, it's a metaphor you see. You put the killing thing between your teeth, but never give it the power to kill you." I smiled and she sighed.

"Yeah, well that's the difference between you and me. I smoked to die, and you did to prove you wouldn't." She said and stood up. "I'm sorry Gus, but I have to go."

 

My eyes followed her, but my head did not. Elvis laid a hand on my shoulder, and pushed me down on the bench.

 

"SOOOOO MANNNN!" He smiled cheekily, and I looked at him.

"What?" I groaned, again. He sighed and waved his hands, an image showing up. This time it was updated, and it was of Hazel lying in a hospital bed.

 

"Hazel..." I whispered, tears welling up in my eyes. That made me know what I was.

 

I was a fallen angel, and she was the rising angel.

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