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Post by Felix Falora on Dec 19, 2007 15:39:41 GMT -5
He walked in. No one was there. Sunlight poured in through the stained glass windows, reveiling pictures of Christ's life, his birth, his miricles, and his death. He looked at the crucifix that hung above the alter and walked towards the alter, passing seats where many used to sit. His eyes carried fear and concern. He wasn't expecting anyone to jump him, but he had always been cautious. Up to the alter, he dropped on to his knees and then began to speak.
"Oh Father... Dear Father, who watches from Heaven... Please, I beg of you."
Feathered wings spread from his back, ripping and tearing at his shirt until they came out, leaving the back of his shirt wide open. They were black and the boy, or was he a boy, looked like he was crying.
"Please... Restore the color to my wings... Restore the light that I am losing... Do not let me turn to the road of the sinners... Eternal salvation is what I am denied, and yet eternal salvation is what I seek. If I cannot have salvation, can't I at least have my wings... Please...?"
There was nothing. The boy's head dropped and tears fell from his eyes.
"In Jesus' name we pray... Amen."
With that, he stood up, defeated again. He didn't know what God had planned for him, but his wings were black and tainted with evil still. God had forgiven him of his sins, he knew, but he was still marking the former angelic boy with the wings of death. He had tried everything he could to earn his white wings back, but nothing had worked. It was all in vain, or so it seemed.
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Post by mrsaturn123 on Dec 19, 2007 19:27:04 GMT -5
Dimentio floated above. He watched the boy as he prayed, a bored expression on his face.
"How odd," he spoke staring at the boy's wings ",Never seen someone quite like you."
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Post by Felix Falora on Dec 19, 2007 19:32:36 GMT -5
The voice scared the boy. He turned, saw Dimentio floating in the air behind him, and immediately went and hid behind the alter. Too many memories, too many of them true.
"W-Who are y-you?" the boy stuttered, scared out of his mind. That guy looked like many of the other guys he had run into. Evil, corrupted... demonic.
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Post by mrsaturn123 on Dec 19, 2007 19:38:23 GMT -5
He disappeared as the boy laid eyes on him and reappeared right next to him in the opposite direction he was looking. He felt one of the boy's wings.
"Are you an...angel or something?" he asked curiously.
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Post by Felix Falora on Dec 19, 2007 19:41:07 GMT -5
Felix felt Dimentio's hands on one of his wings. Memories corsed through him and he fell back, breaking the alter by mistake. He cowered away from Dimentio. The wing touch... Just like what Leon had done... Just like those men had done to his friend, which wasn't mentioned in his history for reasons of my own.
"I'm a f-fallen angel," he replied.
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Post by mrsaturn123 on Dec 19, 2007 19:52:54 GMT -5
"Must be why your wings are black," Dimentio commented not caring how the boy felt ",This wasn't your fault was it?"
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Post by Felix Falora on Dec 19, 2007 20:19:19 GMT -5
"N-no," Felix replied. His answer was short and simple, yet it showed Felix's shy and quiet nature, the nature that wanted him to avoid conflict rather then engage in it.
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Post by mrsaturn123 on Dec 19, 2007 20:35:36 GMT -5
"Then who's fault is it?" he asked curiously.
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Post by Felix Falora on Dec 19, 2007 20:45:28 GMT -5
"It was... s-someone else's fault," Felix said, looking at his arms. The marks from the curses were still there, clear as daylight.
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Post by mrsaturn123 on Dec 20, 2007 15:55:46 GMT -5
"Who would do this to someone as innocent as yourself," Dimentio asked, faking sympathy.
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Post by Felix Falora on Dec 20, 2007 16:00:26 GMT -5
"A... A demon... My former brother... Leon Falora," Felix replied. Leon had taken everything from him. But what did this man care? There was something about him that didn't feel right.
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Post by mrsaturn123 on Dec 20, 2007 16:13:33 GMT -5
"Sounds like a terrible man. Wouldn't you like to make him pay? Get your...revenge so to speak?" He asked.
Mario was hiding behind one of the pews listening in. His blood was boiling, Dimentio was trying to manipulate the poor kid.
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Post by Felix Falora on Dec 20, 2007 16:15:00 GMT -5
"No!" Felix cried and then shook his head. "No... I cannot think about revenge. N-Not when I'm trying to earn my wings back. I-I want to go back home, but I-I cannot if I do evil acts like revenge."
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Post by mrsaturn123 on Dec 20, 2007 19:24:48 GMT -5
"Evil?" Dimentio seemed confused ",Who says revenge is evi-"
"Enough!" Mario interrupted Dimentio as he stood up and walked into the aisle ",Stop bothering him! He never did anything to you."
Dimentio gave him a death glare but kept calm.
"It's none of your business what I do," he replied nonchalantly ",I just want to...help him."
"Chyea, I bet!"
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Post by Felix Falora on Dec 20, 2007 22:06:18 GMT -5
"I'm an angel, Dimentio, despite having fallen. I know what is right and what is wrong. Revenge is for no one but the Lord. That is one of the true phrases in the Bible," Felix said. Then he shuddered. "It's only a shame man edited it."
(Those are my beliefs. If anyone here believes that's false, speak now or forever hold your peace. It's hard to believe a loving god can write so much condemnation, ok?)
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