Leticia's Angel 7

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"I won't drop you."

She heard him say and soon enough she felt the wind cease a little bit and she realized they weren't flying anymore. She opened her eyes and looked up at him, the sun was vibrant up behind his head and it made his hair shine, his muscles flexed beneath her hold around his neck and shoulders and without thinking, she lowered one hand to rest on his chest, he was rigid and his skin was rather too smooth, she looked into his smiling golden brown eyes and she could tell that he was amused. She frowned and lowered her gaze.

"Put me down." She said, he didn't argue but bent to drop her and she practically jumped out of his arms, adjusting her clothes and hair before crossing her arms and looking away because she was feeling quite embarrassed.

He had brought her to this vast wasteland of nothingness, it was here, on this very field that the great war had been fought. She remembered the place for how it used to be, beautiful and teaming with plant life, with greens growing as far as the eye could see and beyond but now it was desolate and dry having drank up the bloods of humans, Angels and demons, nothing could grow here anymore. She looked up to the sky, the demons were circling in search of humans to pick on.

"Leticia." She spun, she didn't know that he knew her name. She watched him closely and she could tell that he was disturbed, she focused intently into his eyes and slowly some conflicting thoughts and images made its way into her imagination, she couldn't break away from the gaze and without knowing, began to move closer to him. She saw his brokeness and vulnerability and her heart went out to him.

Words weren't needed, they could feel and see each other's weaknesses and pain. He saw her desperation, her younger brother, her only family, he could feel her strong will and determination, her innocent heart and humanity and he softened. For years he had been totally irresponsible, without a human to protect and now he had been given her to look after without wanting to. He felt a tear roll down his cheek, felt her hand touch his face to wipe the tear and his memories came back to him.

She was Sharon, the sweet and charming sixteen year old of whom he had been a guardian to. He would watch her day and night, watch her play, watch her eat, watch her sleep and watch her wake. The demons were becoming more daring by this time and so were the Angels, the corruption was slowly spreading amongst them but they still managed to live on Earth without really exposing themselves, they also had human bodies so it was much easier for the Angels to blend in but it wasn't so easy for the demons. Most needed a human to posses, but possessing a human didn't give the demon full control and it was that control they wanted so they began harvesting souls, to do this they had to reveal their true self. It was something they had already started.

It was on one of such times that they attacked Sharon's home. Liam had stood watch gallantly over her sleeping body when the attack started. Without waking her, he had picked her and placed her into her closet, gently closing the door and taken a defensive posture.

He saw them rise from the floor like smoke, swirling round till they took form and he had sliced through them easily like knife through butter and watched them go up in flames, crumbling to ashes almost immediately. More came, and as easily as he took the first, he took the rest and then the window downstairs shattered and he saw someone thrown into the garden, he looked out to see the body of Sharon's mother, stabbed with several knives which were still lodged in her body. In that few seconds space of distraction, the closet door opened and Sharon, now awake took a step out. Liam, who had fought his way to the other side of the room, saw the girl, saw the demons rush to her and he ran too, slashing his sword in the air, it caught the demons, cutting them in two and they disintegrated. He rushed to the girl but she dropped in his arms lifeless, they had taken her soul.

His body vibrated with guilt and hurt when he lifted her, gently he placed her back on her bed and a sight from outside caught his attention. Standing over the body of Sharon's mother was an Angel, supposed to be her guardian and when he looked up to Liam, an evil smile played across his face. Renard had given into the corruption. Liam watched him stride away before taking to the skies, flying away into the dark night.

Liam heard a gasp of breath and looked at Sharon. She breathed in though her mouth, taking in the dark smoke which sipped in through her parted lips and her eyes shot open.