• Evie hadn't been home in a few days, to check on her always drunken mother. Seeing as how she was out of school now, and did her own thing, she was hardly ever there. She figured she might as well go check on her. Though, she didn't like her mother all that well, she still loved her. She just wished that she would change. Like that will ever happen.. She thought to herself, a smirk coming to her face, as she walked through the gates of her mother's 'million' dollar home.

    She made her way up the drive, her hands in her hoodie pockets. You could hardly tell she was 'rich' by the way she dressed. She looked like a normal eighteen year old girl, well besides the fact that she had a concealed weapon, and a pack of cigarettes on her. Maybe, you would mistake her for a troubled eighteen year old. Yeah, that's better. As she reached the door pressing her way in, she didn't hear a thing. Usually, there was some sort of noise in the house. The television, music, whatever. Not today, just complete silence..

    "Mom, you home???" Evie called out into the house, taking a few more steps inside. Of course her mother had to be home, she never left the damn house. Plus, her car was in the driveway. Evie walked through the entry way, then into the living room. She could see cigarette smoke billowing up into the air from an arm chair by the fire place. It was her mother. "Uh, you okay?" she said, walking around the side of the chair, staring down at her mother.

    Her mother looked ill. Very ill. Tired. Horrible. Evie had seen her mother bad, but this was bad. She knelt down to the floor, placing her hands on her mothers knee. Her mother hardly even flinched. She just looked at her, finally. "I'm dying." her mother finally said, quite blatantly. But now she smirked, letting out a small laugh, after taking a drag of her cigarette. "I've got cancer in my liver.." she continued, taking another drag.

    Evie didn't know what to say. She knew that it would probably come to this one day, but if her mother died, she'd have no one. Her father was gone, she didn't even know who he was, and she had no siblings, nor any close family. "I..I told you to quit drinking.." Evie finally managed to mutter. Her gaze looked away from her mother now, though. She couldn't look at her. She looked hardly human, it was disgusting. Evie felt sick. She needed air. With that, she stood up and walked out of the room. She didn't go back out the front door though, she went through the kitchen and out to the back yard. Next to the pool.

    Breathe, Evie. Breathe... She told herself, closing her eyes, making her face look up at the sky. Everything will turn out how it's supposed to be. You can't die now, your mother has to go first, then you can.. That was a horrible thought on her part, but she couldn't help it. What would be the point in living if you had no one?

    With her wing gently scratching the surface of a small creek, Serenity sat down on a rock by the edge. She folded her arms across her knees and sighed heavily. The trees were a dark green in the shadows, yet they shined in the sunlight. There was a waterfall at the end of the creek. It splashed water at the end, up towards Serenity, but she had no intentions on moving from this glorious spot. Her face had showed how melancholy she felt inside. Was it good to feel like this even in the light? How would everyone else feel? How would God feel in this situation?

    She slightly smiled at that thought.

    Serenity had managed to forget all of her sadness until now. She had decided to go ahead and release her troubles into the calming water. Of course, it was of her liking; definite approval. She flipped her hair after she had dived in. She stopped dead when she had seen an object floating beneath the surface of the water. Having this much fun gave her an opportunity to finally take the advantage of being oblivious to everything else. As she retracted her wings, she watched them come back into her torso.

    Two orbs had shined in the creek almost instantly. Serenity's head was floating underneath the surface and her mouth was open in unconsciousness. She blinked and the orbs quickly vanished for half a millisecond, then reappeared when her eyelids had reopened. She played images in her head. One was of an older woman, who looked nothing more than like a corpse waiting to fry into decayed bone. The other was of a younger girl with a sad expression plastered on her face. Between them was a beautiful house. At that second, Serenity's wings extracted from her body. Her eyes remained glowing, but she was conscious. Nothing can stop her in this state. Deep in her mind, a girl was crying out to her, in desperate need for someone to love, even a hint of protection.


    After a moment of just staring up at the sky, Evie lowered her gaze, to nothing in particular. She just looked around, her body starting to move, making it's away around to the other side of the pool where there were more chairs to sit on, loungers. She went to the one that was her favorite, the one she always used when she actually lived here. When she actually enjoyed being here.

    She sat down, leaning back. Her mind racing with the thoughts of her mother passing. She didn't even know how bad her mom's cancer was. She didn't hadn't ask, mainly because she didn't want to know. It would make things all that harder. For all she knew her mom could die tomorrow. Evie let out a loud sigh, as she tried to relax. Her body just wasn't having any of it though. "God dammit.." she muttered, pulling out her pack of cigarettes and her Zippo. She took one out, putting it to her lips, putting the pack away. She then went about lighting the cigarette, taking in a very long drag, letting the smoke come out her nose.

    She sat there for the longest time, her cigarette now between her pointer and middle finger, hanging over the side of the lounger. Her mind was so completely distraught she couldn't even keep her mind on smoking. "What am I going to do…I'll have no one.." she whispered, to the nothingness around her. It was like she hadn't even tried saying the words, they just slipped out…like a breath.

    A pedestrian walked across the blank road close to a strangely enough cottage, built in the middle of nowhere. Of course there were residents close by, but they were all gone. No music from cars driving by, as if there were any, and absolutely no people in the yards. It was all strange. This wasn't like any normal, human neighborhood.

    The pedestrian's feet were moving quite cautiously. His arms were swinging from side to side, vigorously. His hair was glued to his face with sweat. He wasn't huffing a breath, which was odd for the intense layout he had formatted together. His eyes were just as intense as his moving muscles, yet they stared in one direction: towards Evie's house. He remained in a steady hustle, almost as if he were walking down an up elevator.

    Once he had gotten to the front yard, he focused on the slow breathing from far away. He could hear it as if he was right inside of the human's heart beating. The man unbuttoned his collared shirt and threw it onto the walkway up to the house. He squinted his eyes in pain as feathers appeared from behind his torso. His eyes began to shine in the lightest shade of blue, just like Serenity's. Before he knew that he was in the air, the gigantic wings, withholding a thirty to thirty-two foot wingspan, performed the greatest art show in history across the sky. No one was there to see it.

    The body of the man had evaporated into the stars and what was left of his clothes fell and turned to ashes once they hit the bricks of the rooftop. Nothing of the man's belongings remained.

    Serenity glided across the cottage and stood on the edge of the roof, which was hovering against the south rim of the pool. She smiled when she saw the girl, then the glow had gone away, though only temporarily. She retracted her wings and ended up directly behind the girl. The mom was oblivious as ever from inside of the cottage, but the daughter had no way of knowing.


    Evie groaned a little, readjusting her position in the lounger. She finally brought the cigarette to her lips again, taking another seemingly endless drag. She let the smoke out slowly, sighing as she did so. What the hell is that... She thought to herself, sitting up a bit. She felt weird. She felt as if she was being watched or something. She looked across the pool towards the house, her mom wasn't there, nor could she see her through any of the windows or the sliding glass door. "Here we go, hallucinating already, Evie?" She asked herself, aloud.

    She slid her legs off the side of the lounger so she could stand up, which she did. She took a step away from the lounger but turned around. That feeling was coming from behind her, which made her turn. What she seen was what looked to be an ordinary woman. "Who the hell are you?" Evie demanded, her cigarette still between her fingers, but already down to the filter. "How the hell did you get back here?" she continued, letting the cigarette drop from her fingers, so she could get ready to pull out her switch blade if need be.

    The woman she saw before her, looked pretty normal though she was extremely beautiful. Evie had never seen anyone so beautiful before. It almost made her not want to pull out the blade, but just stand there and gawk at her beauty. But Evie wasn't stupid. She knew how to protect herself, if she needed to. If she was really that threatened, which wasn't really the vibe she got. But...What exactly would be the reason for some random person to be in her back yard, staring at her.



    Serenity looked at the girl with an overload of sympathy. She smiled when she heard her little remark, knowing she would automatically change her attitude as soon as she found out who she was. Serenity slightly gestured back when she noticed the dagger behind her back. She could also see the out come of what would happen, even if she had the strength to pull the dagger out of her chest. She smirked at the thought of being injured the least bit.

    "I flew," she explained bluntly. "Of course, I had to design a path to get here inconspicuously," she chuckled.

    She began to pull out a music box from behind her, showing it in front of the girl. But, before she showcased it, Serenity rubbed the box with her hand. It was wooden, square, and at least four inches across and the same amount wide. There was a wind up switch on the side. She twisted it and the box opened up, but gradually. Inside was a girl in a dancing pose of a ballerina. A mirror was reflecting it from behind. The plastic doll wore a pink and wight dress and her skin was pale, but it was a doll made of plastic, so it didn't really matter much. At the bottom of the box, there was a gold, metal plate with the word, "Evie," engraved into it.

    "Hi, Evie..." Serenity finally greeted.

    Evie looked at the music box, at the ballerina, at her name etched in it. She'd seen it before, somewhere. She couldn't recall where though. In a dream, maybe? Her attention then went to the woman before her. "You flew? Riiiight.." she said to her in a quite sarcastic tone. She was really tempted to pull out the switch blade now, but decided against it yet again. She was kind of curious as to the whole music box thing and how this woman had it.

    "And, may I ask how exactly you know my name? What do you want with me?" she continued saying, but her voice had changed, she was kind of irritated, confused. She just wanted to know what was going on so she could get back to her sickly mother. She needed to figure out what she was going to do. What was going to happen. How long she had. There was so much to figure out when you had a dying parent.

    Serenity smiled again, containing the burst of laughter restraining her dignity. Dignity? An angel, throwing herself in front of a needy human, just for the fun of it, and against authority...can that actually obtain any ounce of dignity? She thought to herself that she couldn't, but it was still fun teasing a human to the extent to where they believed that they can slaughter an angel with a simple dagger.

    Serenity sat the box on the ground in front of her. Reaching with her hand, she grabbed a note from behind the same point where the music box appeared. In her opposite hand was a note. It was plain white paper and had a small, baby blue bow tying it up. She walked slowly to Evie, cautiously. Her eyes were intense as she opened her hand in front of her face.

    "To: Evie" it said on the top. "From: Grandma" it said right underneath.

    "This is the note your grandmother wanted me to give you. She has said that you needed a blessing, due to your family issues. Though I have no intentions on knowing what they are. But, what I will intrude on is that a great amount o the pain involves a womanly corpse laying in that living room recliner..."