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Angels Take Flight

By Sabersonic

Prologue.

Ever since the beginning of the universe, two races of deity powers and abilities have waged war against the other for survival. One race roam the starlight of the universe who have the form of humans but bore wings and call themselves Draconians. The other are hideous creatures that survive in the darkness of the universe and were known as Arachnids. Humans on earth called these races Angels and Demons and each have abilities that challenged the imagination of the human mind. The humans pray to the Draconians and fear the Arachnid, but the races do not mind the petty conflicts and troubles of humanity and so they continue their war across the universe, each one having heavy casualties as the war progressed. The ancient, wiser Draconians have many wings instead of two wings and the ancient, wiser Arachnids were giants instead of being the size of regular humans. Though the humans believed that the Draconians and the Arachnids were immortal, the universe chose them to be mortal as the price for the powers of a deity given to them when the universe began. Humans have encountered the battles and see this as the eternal battle between good and evil, but the races were both good and evil and at the same time neither, for they also have the choice of becoming good and evil like humans that were created by the universe.

1915 AD, remote area of the Western Front in France

It had been days since either side attacked the other. Each side waiting for the other to attack with their bombardment or charges, waiting in pools of muddy water and rat infested trenches. Waiting for something that was expected in the greatest war ever known to them. Waiting to live, waiting to die, waiting for another battle to claim more lives. Then they saw something that they thought that it was impossible to happen. They saw Angels land right in the center of No Man's Land. Both sides interpreted this as a sign that this war was insignificant, that it was unnecessary in the great order of the universe. They began to walk out of their trenches when monstrous demons emerged from vortexes and attacked the angels. The two cashed with glowing steel swords against armor, blades or shields. Then there were blasts of energy that came from the palms of the two races and bodies fell to the ground. All of a sudden an angel and a demon flew in the air and crashed into a trench and were brawling out. The angel was a woman with armor on her chest, waste, legs, arms and a helmet and a sword and she had golden blond hair and deep sea blue eyes and the demon had an exoskeleton of red and black and was holding a circular shield and a triton staff with an arrowhead shaped skull and three jaws and was punching the living daylights out of the angel. The soldiers could only look on as the two fought each other. The angel seemed unconscious and the demon raised its triton blade when it was struck by a golden arrow into its head and it fell to the ground with yellow blood staining the ground and the armor of the angel. The battle ended and both Demons and Angels retreated from No Man's Land. A soldier turned to his commanding officer.

"Sir what shall we do about this?"

"All I can tell you for know is that the soldiers started to see abnormal objects in their eyes and the constant fear was the cause of this."

"But sir-"

"Do you expect high command to hear about angels and demons battling right in front of our own eyes? We'll be the laughing stalk in the entire war!"

"But sir the angel-I mean the woman?"

"Take her to medical and treat her wounds. That's all I can think of." The soldiers took the battered angel to camp and the other soldiers who were there couldn't believe what they were seeing as the medical team went to heal this angel of war. After several hours, the angel woke up to see a soldier placing a wet cloth on her head. She became frighten and rose quickly from the cot and felt great pain.

"Who are you? Where am I?" The angel said in a voice that could only equal to that of an angel.

"I am First Lieutenant Francis Peacecraft of the twenty-first infantry division and this is the Western Front. We don't know what this place was called before the Great War started up."

"I must get back to my family." She was going to go out of bed when Francis gently pushed her back to the bed again.

"Your wound's still need to be healed and your too weak to go out there again."

"But my family needs me."

"You mean those angels that was attacked by those demons?"

"What are demons and angels?" The angel asked, he was surprised to hear that she doesn't know what she is or what the enemy was.

"You are an angel and the demons were the ones who attacked you."

"I'm not an angel, I'm a Draconian and my enemies are Arachnids, not demons." This clarifies Francis somewhat.

"What's your name?"

"Angalita, Angalita of the Colbal'k clan."

"You have a beautiful name Angalita."

"Well I don't like it. My cousin makes fun of my name."

"Really?"

"Yes." They talked like this for several minutes before he had to returned to the front trenches and his absence made her sad inside.

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