Kingdom of Angels

After being abandoned by the world, Three- Twenty did the only thing he could do, die. Except as he almost succeeded, a hand reached out to him and showed him what it means to live.
Now with friends, Three- Twenty confess his past and his power, which is related to the now looming threat over the city. Faced against angels who plan to demolish the entire city and kill off the Mixed Bloods, and their own demons within, it is questionable as to who will live and who will die.
Follow Three- Twenty and Tear Drop as they fight against time and monsters to find saftey for themselves and others.


13. 13

~Tear Drop~


 Talking about how Three- Twenty almost died left him more guarded and quiet. I didn't want to talk about it and ruin everything but it seems that I did so anyways. This wasn't how it was supposed to go, I was supposed to tell him how I felt about him and continuously apologize for this past week. Hopefully it would have ended up with him saying that he liked me back and us getting to know each other better and start to build a relationship between us.

 Except now we were eating in silence, a distance growing instead of shortening. Everything needed to have effort since nothing comes if nothing is done, that is what Hammer taught me. Clearing my throat I laid down my food. "So, how are you holding up with everything? Are you having any problems at the office building?" I asked him.

 Finishing his food he shook his head. "No. I am having fun actually and everyone is nice to me. Beanie is good at training me and he never leaves me alone. Which is nice for me since I still get confused about what to do from time to time. Glasses gets me to help him with some stuff and he had been challenging me to chess at least once a day. Strangely enough we are tied but it's only become the games go on to long so one of us forfeits." He said.

 The way he talked about everything put me at ease as I was finding comfort in how he was fitting in so well with the others. Before Three- Twenty the only one who would play against Glasses was Hammer and even then Hammer would hardly be a match against Glasses. "Wow. You must be a genius." I said.

 A frown tilted his lips as he shrugged. "Maybe. But I still have much to learn right now. Sometimes it feels as if I am lost in the new world. It's hardly believable that there are others almost like me."

 How he said that made me guess that he was still upset with what he was, whatever that may be. "Do you still think that you are a monster?" I asked.

 His silence was my answer and it was my turn to frowned. How could he still think that he was a monster? That he should be hated or feared because he was different? "Why do you think this? Why do you think you should be feared or hated, or that you are something terrible?" A thought crossed my mind and caused me to pale. "Do you think that I am a monster because I am not entirely human?"

 He straightened and his eyes widened as he looked at me. "Of course not!" He said. "It's just... I don't know how to explain it. But you are not a monster and neither is anyone else." 

 "So why do you think you are? Why can't you accept yourself?" I continued. His breathing picked up and he clutched his head, looking away from me.

 "You won't understand. You don't know anything about me." He stood up and I followed suit. Things were quickly becoming heated between us but I needed to make him accept himself and love himself.

 "So tell me. Let me understand you better." I said and tried to touch him but when I did it felt like my hand was burning. Gasping I jerked my hand away without thinking. Shaking, he coughed and blood went onto his pale skin once more.

 "I can't. I just can't. You won't understand what I done. I am a monster. I'll always be a monster." He cried. What was he going on about? Confused and worried I looked at his face. A nose bleed started to gush down his face and he looked scared. Before I could figure out what to do he started to walk away from me.

 "Where are you going?" I asked, trying to grab for him once more. Except as I tried he cried out and clutched his head while holding out his hand to motion me to stay away from him.

 "Don't... Don't come near me." He panted.

 "No. Three- Twenty, I won't stay away from you anymore. No matter what I will accept you and be with you. Calm down and we can talk about this and get you help. You are getting sick again!" My tone was laced with worry and I remember what happened last time. As I started to walk forward I felt something push me back into the wall and I crumpled to the ground. Looking up I spotted Beanie in the door way and a bloody Three- Twenty running away.

 "Tear!" Beanie called out and ran towards me after a brief glance in Three- Twenty's direction. His eyes held worry as he helped me over to the couch. "What happened?"

 My mind went blank, almost like it was glitching out as worry twisted my heart. Letting out a shaky breath I continued to stare at the door. It was closed now and somehow it felt like a barrier between me and Three- Twenty. One that I couldn't handle anymore, one that I wanted to rip away just so I could be with Three- Twenty once more.

 I was just able to admit that I was starting to form feelings for Three- Twenty, I was just able to talk to him and share so much with him. We fell asleep together last night and we were finally able to get closer. I was finally able to get closer to him. So what happened to everything just happened? All I did was ask if and why he felt like a monster and he lost it. As if I triggered something, but what did I trigger? "Tear?" Beanie pulled me out of my thoughts.

 Looking at him I shook my head. "It was going so well. But while we were talking he seemed to have lost it. I don't know what I done, but I hurt him again. Then he started to bleed and..." I could tell that my voice was getting shaky with worry. "It is like he is sick again even though he just got better. I have to find him, I have to make sure he is okay."

 Standing up I tried to leave but Beanie grabbed my arm. "Wait. I came here to talk to you both about what Hammer found out about the orphanage that he was in. He said that the employees that were there was experimenting on the children. What for I don't know but Hammer just obtained documents for it and is looking over them now." Beanie spoke.

 What did that mean? I could barely thinking about it now as I could only imagine Three- Twenty dying somewhere on the streets, lost and alone. I needed to find him. I needed to make sure that he was okay. Once more the smell of his blood that was on the floors started to overwhelm me. "We'll talk about it afterwards but we need to find him. Get the car and I will try to find him. Please." I said and rushed out the apartment with Beanie at my heels.

 Where could Three- Twenty be? He couldn't have gone far, so where? My breaths were short and fast and I continued to think of all the terrible things that could be happening to Three- Twenty. No. I wouldn't let him get hurt anymore. I couldn't let him feel pain or worry again. He has been through so much and deserved the best of everything now. I will never leave his side again, I will help him and supports him. 'God, if you are up there or something, please help him. I will do anything I promise, just let him be okay. I can't lose anyone else.' I silently prayed.

 Hairs on the back of my neck and arms stood on edge as I felt a familiar presence. It was Three- Twenty's power and it was starting to become overwhelming. Whatever was happening I needed to get to him fast. Running I followed this feeling and found him curled into a ball. He was laying on the pavement in an alleyway alone and in pain. "Three- Twenty!" I yelled, rushing to him.

 He didn't react to me, instead he was clutching his head in agony and crying. Pulling out my phone I told Beanie where we were before wrapping Three- Twenty in my arms. He was bloody and his heart beat was erratic. "I'm here, I'm here. It will be okay, you will be okay. I will save you. I promise that I will and that I will never leave your side ever again. Whatever is happening to you I will fix it. I promise." I rambled on, trying to soothe him. 

 His smell was settling into my bones and spurred me on to protect him and accept him. Whatever it was about him I didn't mind it, I just wanted him safe. This boy in my arms seemed riddled with illness and sorrow, so much so that anyone would be crushed by it. Yet he was fighting day in and day out to build a life for himself and escape his own fate. I didn't want to leave him alone in his efforts so I promised myself to help rid him of his problems one by one.

 A hand clutched my arm and he buried his face into my chest. "" He softly spoke.

 Light beamed on us and I rushed to the car. Putting Three- Twenty in the back seat I stayed there with him, holding onto him. Looking up at Beanie I nodded. "Go!" 

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