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Prologue

A prisoner of their own sins from the past, condemned for all eternity in the darkness within their very own souls. They shall fall and die to rise again, as an Angel of the Dark. To soar through the skies to help those who are just about to jump, like they once did, as an attempt to end their lives. They shall lift those who try to fall and perish from this world. They will show them the ultimate fear, with just one penetrating look into their eyes. They shall show them that if once they felt they were in a dead end and utterly totally alone, it will all be worse if they succeed into killing themselves.
These Angels of the Dark are not only condemned to live for all eternity, but to feel the true loneliness. I’m one of them…All it took was one bad year, one bad month after another, one bad week, several bad days and terrible nights filled with remorse, anger, frustration and sadness. All it took was a really tall building, a stormy night and a really clouded mind. One step off the ledge and you would fall, you fall so fast yet it feels forever until you reach your end. The wind on your face, it’s simply relaxing… So relaxing you close your eyes and spread your arms wide open. It really takes only seconds but it feels hours of peace. That moment of complete freedom, where you no longer fell like you carry the world on your shoulders. When it’s all over, you realize its one hell of a price to pay at the end.
When it’s all over, you are like in a deep sleep. Then it’s like you wake up and your alive, but what you don’t realize yet is that the people don’t know who you are, and you have no knowledge of your past. You may walk along and bump into someone who may have known the real you, but all you feel is a strange pull, a longing toward them, but that doesn’t matter because not only you came back with amnesia, but with a whole new face.

I remember when I first saw myself in a glass window. I didn’t recognize who I was, and I saw something that no one else could see. I had a pair of wings on my back and chains around my wrists. My eyes seemed empty with big shadows around them. At the sight of myself I ran off and I hid into a dark alley. I felt scared and all alone. I believe I stayed for several days until someone like me came along. His name was Jonny. He took me to his hideout, fed me and allowed me to rest. He told me how was his first experience was similar to mine. My clothing were pure scraps, he offered me some clothing, a black t-shirt and some pants. I slept there for the night and then the next morning, he had left me a note. It said that he was leaving me with his place, and I should start a new live and by night I had a duty… Save others from my own fate.
I got dressed and headed out; found the nearest pizza store that needed some job employment. It felt weird stepping out under the sun, to see my skin so pale I almost looked dead. I couldn’t help laughing at the irony of it. I was dead, yet not quite. At least the person whoever I was once, was dead, but not now, not me, whoever I was now at least.
I stepped into the pizza place and there was a girl behind the counter. Asked me if I needed anything, I looked at her and she was smiling at me, playing with her hair, I asked her where do I sign up for the job and she handed me a pen and some sheets to fill in. I looked down at the paper, and simply blinked my eyes. It felt like I was taking a test, a test in which I don’t remember ever taking once before, but it felt like I simply had, and I never studied for this test. I didn’t even know the first step of taking this test, I didn’t know my name least of all where I was from and where I lived. I felt stupid, but I knew I wasn’t. I mean if I just randomly allowed myself to think about things, I new a lot of stuff that most likely not everyone knew. Yet when it came to personal details, I was completely blank.
I looked at the girl, she was still standing in front of me, playing with her hair and smiling, I smiled back then looked down at my paper. I took a seat nearby. I looked at the space in blank where it asked for my name. I guess since I came back from the dead, I had a chance to reinvent myself, wasn’t that what Jonny had advised? I remember him telling me how he had to move from town to town, making a new identity for him self every twenty years. Apparently we never age and he has been doing this for a thousand years already. I have so many questions, I’m glad he left me a number to call him just in case.
I’m guessing some time had passed that had the girl asking me if I was done. I was so lost in my own thoughts I still haven’t thought of a name for myself yet. In the end I simply grabbed the pen that the girl had handed me earlier and wrote my name, Charles Dawn.

Today I started my first day of work. I walked in and stepped behind the counter next to Lisa. She was the girl who attended me the other day.

“Hello Charles, ready for your first day of work?”

She was smiling as usual but with her hand over my chest. I simply put up a smile. I wasn’t so sure how precisely to act. Smiling seemed only logical.

“You are a quiet one aren’t you?”

I simply shrugged and smiled. Then I grabbed a rag and went off to clean a table nearby where a couple had recently left. This seemed like a boring day job; cleaning tables, mopping floors, filling up the salt and pepper containers, and attending people. Did I do this in my previous life? If so, no wonder I committed suicide. At least I still had a sense of humor. Jonny said that even though I didn’t remember my past life, I still had my personality.

“Charles, get back to work and stop daydreaming!”

That was my manager. I got to stop letting my thoughts carry me away.
Hours later it was break time. I decided to get myself a pizza since it was practically free for me since I was working there. Lisa sat next to me and started talking to me none stop. I think she was saying something about a party last week, but I didn’t catch much what was saying.

“Charles? Charles?”
“Hmm? Yeah?”
“Did you listen to my question?”
“Umm.. Well no… not really. Sorry, what was it?”
“What are your plans for the summer?”
“I guess nothing…”
“One would think that a hunky guy like you would have mayor plans with a special someone.”

She placed a hand over mine and I looked down. There was no doubt she was flirting with me. I don’t think I want anything with anyone till I know myself a bit more. I cleared my throat and pulled my hand away. Making plans for the summer didn’t so too bad in the end.

“Well I don’t but what do you have in mind?”

At the moment someone walked in. the air felt so tight, something was different. A negative vibe, I turned around and looked at a girl who had just walked in. She seemed ok, holding up her stance but there was something there. Something dark and clouded, I looked back at Lisa who seemed to have noticed my reaction. She looked slightly confused, maybe the fact that I was squeezing my cup a bit too much. Was this what Jonny had explained to me the other day? I stood up and walked over towards her table.

“Hi.”

She looked at me slowly and slightly smiled. For some reason I felt like I had a huge weight on my shoulders and my wrists were feeling tight. I tried looking into her eyes but she evaded me. Then she spoke.

“Hey, you got some pepperoni pizza slices ready?”
“I believe we do, let me check, by the way I’m Charles.”

I extended out my hand and she took it, suddenly I felt dizzy and almost dropped down to my knees.
“Are you ok?” She asked me and looking at me all concerned. Her hand was on my shoulder, and that didn’t help me. I felt that the weight that I felt on my shoulders, and the tightness on my wrists worsen

“Yes, I will be.”

Then Lisa came along, it seemed like she had noticed what had happened to me, I practically collapsed. I took a seat and looked at the girl who I was attending. Her name was Miley, she was seventeen and her parents fight a lot. She cuts herself when no one was watching. Her ankles were her favorite spot. She curls up at night in the corner of the room with her ipod blasting her eardrums while her parents were arguing. Sometimes glasses and vases would be broken. When she had taken my hand it felt like I was there in her memories, experiencing what she was living. All of seemed like a huge jolt of flashes in seconds, which had made me dizzy.
I leaned over towards her and whispered in her ear.

“Miley, hang in there, it will be alright.”

She looked at me confused and slowly got up from her chair.

“I don’t know what you are talking about.” She turned around and walked away quickly. Lisa poked me.

“What was that all about?”
“I well…umm I don’t know.”
“Well don’t do that again. You spooked the costumer away and Bob our boss won’t be too happy if that keeps happening.”
“Yeah sure, I think I need to go. I’m not feeling too hot today. Would that be ok?”
“Yes, I don’t want you spooking away anymore of our costumers today. See ya tomorrow.”

Back at my apartment I opened my refrigerator; it didn’t have much inside, just a few beers and water bottles. I picked out a water bottle and opened it, taking in huge gulps. Then I heard something behind me and I turned around. I saw Jonny leaning against the counter.

“Hey there Charles, that’s what you call yourself right?”
“Yeah, Charles Dawn.”
“Not bad, so I see you had your first day at work, and your first charge perhaps?”
“Have you been watching me?”
“Just checking up on you. I know how hard it is at the very beginning. Sometimes when a person walks in, it ends up changing your whole vibe. You will get used to it.”
“Pfft… right.”
“Seriously, in time you’ll learn how to control it. And you won’t be collapsing every time you touch someone’s hand.”
“I wanted to ask you about that. I mean I took her hand and I was sucked into her memories… Will that happen every time?”
“Not really, and it only happens if you touch some ones palm, or face. It’s a gift. That eventually you will get used to it. And you can learn to withstand the emotional bombardment.”
“Don’t we all have that?”
“No, it’s a gift which only some have.”
“What do you mean?”
“Just what I said, are you thick headed or something? It’s a gift which makes all Angels of the Dark different. Some have it others don’t, and there are several other gifts that make one unique.”
“So you are saying that each of us, we are different?”
“Yes.”
“Do you have some sort of gift?”
“Yes, I have a touch of bliss.”
“Touch of bliss?”
“Yes, I can touch someone’s chest and send a wave of pure joy into their heart. It help those who have clouded minds to hang in a little bit longer before I give them the ultimate fear.”
“I don’t get exactly how that ultimate fear actually works, it sounds so cruel and I don’t see how it changes things.”
“The ultimate fear certainly makes you think twice before you kill yourself. Sadly sometimes it doesn’t work but then that’s no longer our problem.”
“You mean just like that?”
“Yes, just like that.”
“But I thought we were like saviors.”
“Yes, but it’s a punishment. If we were truly saviors we’d do this on our own free will, we wouldn’t be bound to walk around feeling chains on our wrists. Saviors my friend is someone who is doing a self less act and not because you’re bound to. We are condemned, why else you think we aren’t called just Angels, or Angels of light or the Saviors? No we are Angels of the Dark. Yes we save lives but only to spare ourselves.”
“What do you mean about ‘spare ourselves’?
“You’ll see for yourself. Try spending a long time without saving any souls and tell me how you feel. I got to go now.”
“Wait!”

It was already too late, he had jumped out of the window and disappeared into the clouds.

It was night already; I had spent so many hours simply staring at the ceiling seeing the fan spin. I sat up and looked around what seemed to be my room. A box as a night table, just a cushion and a white thin sheet. A small window to my left side, and in front of me was a stained old couch with beer bottles and empty pizza boxes, and Cheeto bags on the floor, behind that was a pitiful kitchen with a rusty old fridge. I bet it was from the 50’s or something. Seemed like Jonny didn’t have much company. I wonder where he is staying right now since he gave me this place.
I stood in front of the window where I saw Jonny flying out. I still didn’t know exactly what he meant about sparing ourselves.
I leaned out of the window, raindrops fell on my face. I just took off my shirt and leaped out of the window. As I fell at an incredible speed I felt how the rain crashed onto my skin.
I decided to land on a tall building nearby and looked down at the city. It was beautiful sight. Why did I leap in my previous life? Was it so bad my troubles that I couldn’t see the beauty in life? I flapped my wings and took off again. I kept close by the clouds. Jonny advised me to fly best when there’s clouds. After hours of flying, I eventually closed my eyes and ended up on top of a roof top from some house. I don’t know how exactly I ended up there but I did, and it felt like I was supposed to be here. I dropped down on the ground and opened a window Walked into a room that seemed oddly familiar. I looked down at a corner and see a girl sitting there with a razor in her hand and her left ankle had some fresh cuts. She looked at me, seemed confused and scared. I walked closer to her, I saw her cringe up into a tighter ball and her hand still stretched out in case I got closer. I kneeled down and reached out my hand.
“Take it easy Miley. I wont hurt you.”
She waved her razor at me.
“How do you know my name, what are you doing here?”
“Relax please, I know you having a tough time but trust me…”
She took my hand, I know it wasn’t smart of me to do this considering what happened last time, but I have to learn how to control my gift and I’ll start practicing with Miley. I collapsed, seemed like this time I was out for a while. My head was on Miley’s thighs. As I opened my eyes I saw her sliding her fingers through my hair.
“You’re an Angel aren’t you?”
“Not quite the average Angel.”
“I know.”
“Yes, I’ve read books and heard stories of your sort. I just didn’t believe they really existed.”
“Well we do.”
I started to sit back up but I felt too woozy as if I’ve taken in ten beers or something. It was one hell of a jolt I took this time. Stronger than earlier at the pizza store. I fell back down.
“You need to take it easy. You look green.”
“Hmm…Funny I thought I’d look rather gray.” I smiled slightly.
After a while laying down and talking to Miley I finally got the strength to sit back up. I grabbed Mileys hand which she was still holding the razor. I pulled it away from her slowly.
“I don’t want you cutting yourself anymore.”
She stared at me, I could see she was trying not to say no to me. In the end she nodded and whispered. “I’ll try.”
I stood up and headed towards the window when I felt her take my wrist. Her touch didn’t feel so heavy like it had earlier. I turned around and looked at her.
“It’s going to be ok you know.”
She leaned over my shoulder and I held her in my arms. I guided her to her bed and tucked her in, then told her I expected her to eat her pepperoni pizza that she didn’t eat today. I took off and headed home.

Stretching feels awfully good, but the sun hitting my face not so cool I finally opened my eyes and I see Jonny leaning against the wall.
“What are you doing here?”
“Checking up on you. Couldn’t help noticing that you went for your first duty night.”
“Yeah, went pretty well I guess.”
“Charles, you can’t get personal with them. It’s best not to.”
“Relax, I bet she understands. She knows quite a lot about us.”
“Doesn’t matter.”
“Well I have to get ready for work. I plan to fix this dump you left me for that cash.”
“Hmm…strange I always felt this was a wonderful place.”
“Seriously, you got to be kidding right?”
“Everyone to there own perspective, later.”
And he simply took off like last time. I got ready and headed to work.
I was kind of late and when Lisa saw me she rolled her eyes.
“You’re late Charles. Bob was asking for you and I said you had a serious case of diarrhea and was in the bathroom, He was disgusted with the details I gave him, he didn’t even bother to check if it was true, so you are covered.”
“Oh wow…ha ha ha funny…thanks.”
“Anytime cutie.”
I smiled, turned around and got myself working.

I was cleaning the counter top when someone from behind covered my eyes.
“Guess who?”
I smiled and grabbed her hands.
“Miley.”
“You’re right.”
I turned around “So how you feeling today?”
“Quite good actually. I’m ready for my pizza.”
“ha ha nice well go get a table, I will have it there.”
She said thank you and took off. Lisa came behind me.
“Hey wasn’t that the girl you spooked yesterday?”
“Umm yeah.”
“Well you two seem friendly to each other. What’s the story?”
“No story just that after I left I bumped into her and apologized and umm…offered a free pizza for today.”
“Really?”
“Yeah really.”
“Hmm…ok what ever you say then.”

She tapped my shoulder and left to attend some costumers. I grabbed two slices of pepperoni and headed towards Miley.

“Here we go, and they are fresh.” I told her
“Yay! Thanks, sit with me.”
“Oh I don’t know, my boss wouldn’t be too happy if he caught me.”
“Ok then…”
“Sorry maybe some other time during my break?”
“Sounds good.”
“Ok I got to go and attend some tables over there.”
She nodded and I went back to work. Then Jonny came in. I bet he’s been watching me all day.
“Hey Jonny, can I help you with something?”
“Sure, cheese pizza?”
“How many slices?”
“Two boxes.”
“To go?”
“Nah, to eat here.”
“You going to eat two boxes here?”
“Yes, why not?”
“Two boxes?”
“A big boy like me needs the energy.”
“Umm…ok.”
“You’ll understand what I mean. Give it a few days, and even two boxes wont be enough.”
I looked at him surprised and turned around to get his pizza. Miley finished her slices, but stayed reading a book she brought. Finally once the pizza for Jonny was ready I took it to his table and saw him enjoying slice by slice his cheese pizza. Lisa was in shock how easy he made it seem to eat all he was eating. I believe by the time he was half way through his second box he had people staring in astonishment. Even Miley had stopped reading, she just pretended so she wouldn’t seem too obvious. Once he was done, I came along to pick up his empty boxes.
“Wow…umm anything to drink?”
“Hmm how about a gallon of water.”
“I’m going to be like that?”
“Yes.”
“I need to get a better job to pay the bills.”

Finally I got my first pay. It felt pretty good. My daily diet had been pizza slices breakfast, lunch and dinner. Haven’t had to eat as much as Jonny yet. Maybe that was another gift for me, now that’s me thinking positively. It would certainly spare me a few bucks if that were possible.
“Hey there hunky.”
“Hey Lisa, what are you up to now?”
“Well the guys and I are going to hang out. Every payday we like to celebrate. You in?”
“Umm…I’d love to but you see…”
She cut me off mid sentence and simply pulled me along outside with everyone else.
“I’m not taking a no from you. It’s your first pay, with more reason you should celebrate.”
“But Lisa..”
“No buts. You are all so uptight, learn to loosen up Hun.”
I simply grunted and tagged along. I guess maybe she was right. I should loosen up a little. Few minutes later I found myself in a club with them. Lisa went straight to the dance floor with some girls. Tim, Jason and Will were some other guys that worked with us. I sat with them to drink down some beer. After a while talking and nursing my beer, Lisa came up to me, and pulled me towards the dance floor. I hesitated at first but later on seemed like I had done some dancing in my previous life. I wasn’t so bad after all. Suddenly I felt the whole place swirl around me and I started to feel somewhat sick. I could feel drops of sweat concentrating over my brows.
“Charles, are you ok?”
I hear Lisa asking me but I couldn’t have responded, my mouth felt dry, my wrists felt extremely tight.
“Charles, you’re looking pale…Will get over here!”
My knees were about to buckle but Will got behind me just in time.
“Dude, are you okay?”
“Will let’s take him outside for fresh air.”
Will carried me out with Jason’s help. Lisa followed behind them. I sat down. Sally another girl from work came along with a glass of water. I gulped it down pretty fast. Lisa was rubbing my back and Jason and Will were looking at me concerned.
“Dude seriously, are you okay?”
“Yes Will, thanks guys. I think I just need to get back to my place and rest.”
Sally took my glass and then was holding Jason’s hand.
“You sure that’s all?” she asked
“Yeah I believe that umm… It’s just my sugar went down or something.”
“I’ll say…”said Jason in a low voice and then took off with everyone else except Lisa.
“I’ll take you home, can you stand up?”
“I think so…”
I attempted to get up the first time…failed. The second time I barely made it, and I managed to walk down towards the car. It felt like hours till we got to my place. We both went up the stairs, and we got by the door with out stumbling down too much. I was about to open the door, and I looked at Lisa.
“Maybe it shouldn’t be a good idea to follow in.”
“Why not?”
“Because…”
“Look, its ok if you are gay, but I wasn’t thinking about…”
“Gosh no! I…ugh it’s just that my place is filthy an well…”
“Oh so you thought I wanted to…”
“What no!”
“Good to see that finally some color is returning on your face. Now just open the door sweetie. It can’t be all that bad, and I’m just going to make sure you are safely in bed.”
I opened the door and let her stand in the middle of my dump. Her purse simply slipped through her hand and slammed on the floor.
“Oh my god…”
She walked around in circles, kicking some things along the way.
“Oh… my… god…”
“I just looked at her and dipped my hands inside my pockets. I was embarrassed and had no clue what to say.
“Really like…Oh my god, this is just…I’m out of words. I know guys are messy but you…wow.”
She was looking at me and I still had nothing to say back to her.
“This calls for a desperate make over. But don’t worry honey, Lisa will take care of it.”
“Take care of it?”
“Sure, I will paint the walls pink, throw away that stained ugly couch and bring in a flowery one with pink cushions to match the walls, maybe some fancy curtains, carpet on the floor, a cute girly teddy bear on the bed…”
“Wait hold on…Are you crazy?”
“Ha ha I’m playing with you, but really leave it to me ok?”
“Why should I trust you? I mean you like want to girlify my place.”
“I was just joking, I’ll come by tomorrow with some back up. And you may not peak while we doing the changes.”
“And where am I suppose to be during that time?”
“The doctors.”
“What?”
“You heard me. I don’t know if you’re diabetic or what but you have something so check it out.”
“Fine.”
“Well you look good to me now, so I’ll leave you to rest. I have a big day tomorrow, judging by the place.”

Lisa simply strolled out and left me alone with my dump.

Something cold splashed on my face and I jumped out of my bed to find myself with three women. Lisa, Sally and Brenda.
“Morning sleepy head.” They all said in unison.
“How did you get in?”
Sally and Brenda walked around the place inspecting and I guess exchanging ideas. Lisa poked my chest then answered.
“Seems like you didn’t lock your door. Now go on, get dressed. You have a doctors appointment.”
“Huh?”
“I called Dr. Simons, he has a practice just four blocks away, and your appointment is in an hour or less. Hurry up now.”
“What the…”
She pushed me out of my apartment and threw me my clothing.
“Hey!”
She closed my door and locked it. I banged the door and all Lisa said was for me to go away, go to the doctor and stay away for a few hours after that. I headed down the stairs, seemed like Jonny was waiting for me, carrying a grin on his face.
“Explain to me how you have a small army of women in the apartment?”
I simply rolled my eyes at him.
“It’s just Lisa and the girls, they going to do a make over in the apartment.”
“Yes I see, your room is going to be turned into a Hello Kitty one, but since I hear your gay…”
“What in the world…You spying on me or something?”
He started laughing. “I just follow you around now and then. Checking up on you.”
“I’ve noticed that much, but how come I don’t see you or feel your presence?”
“Well you aren’t in touch with your senses so you don’t feel me and as to seeing me, we can become invisible to others and even show our true selves to others.”
“You mean like what we see when we look at our own reflection?”
“Precisely.”
“Why didn’t you tell me this before?”
“So you can show off with Miley? And who knows what you’ll do once our walking around invisible.”
“Hey, what do you mean by that?”
“Just saying. This is all to new to you and you just might get carried away.”
“I guess I know what you mean, but you can’t stand there and tell me you are a saint.”
“We might have come from the dead as Angels of the Dark, but we certainly not saints. We are as sinful as humans can get.”
“Ironic, you seem to be all Mr. Right. So are you going to teach me?”
“No.”
“Why not?”
“I don’t think you’re ready, but if you like, try learning on your own.”
“But I don’t know where to even to start.”
“Ok, fine but only because you can’t be showing your face to whoever while you on duty because then you’d have trouble. Otherwise I wouldn’t. Have that clear?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Now run along, you have a doctors appointment don’t you?”
“How do you...Oh never mind. Yeah I do. Later.”
I walked four blocks till I reached the clinic; I entered and asked the secretary about my appointment. She told me to take a seat and wait twenty minutes at least, so I took a seat and grabbed a magazine that was next to me and skimmed through it. I came to an article, which caught my attention. As I read the words, it felt like I knew this person. But how was that? Why should some random anonymous columnist writing an article mean something to me? I must have read the article ten times till my name was called. Took me a while to react but I finally got up and headed towards the doctors office.
“Morning Doc.”
He told me to take a seat and started asking me questions, like my age, name, if I’ve been taking any medication, drugs, sexually active. Doctors stuff I suppose. He told me to go into the examining room and I saw him put on some latex gloves and a mask on.
“Ok Charles, strip down, we going to give you a rectal exam.”
“A what?! Are you crazy?”
All that went through my mind was that I was going to kill Lisa, then the doctor started laughing.
“I love how people sometimes react when I say that.”
“Whew, what a relief.”
“Well, I hope you aren’t afraid of needles at least. I need some of your blood.”
“Nah, I’m fine I think.”
I saw him opening a new syringe. My veins were pretty easy to find. As he got my arm he started to insert he needle into my vein to extract some of my blood. I felt kind of weird while he was doing that as if seeing the needle into my skin reminded me of something unpleasant. It wasn’t because it hurt, I didn’t feel anything, it was mostly the fact that the needle was going into my skin, and opened up some memory in which I couldn’t identify.
“There it’s done. Are you al right?”
The doctor was holding the syringe that was already filled with my blood. He seemed like he was studying me. I believe I blanked out and gone pale.
“Yeah I think so, maybe I’m afraid of needles after all.”
“Are you sure? It seemed something else.”
“Don’t worry I’m fine.”
He looked at me long and hard, but then turned around and filled up a small test tube with m blood and he tagged it. Then he picked up his stethoscope and checked my heart rate and wrote something in a notebook. Then he checked my lungs and blood pressure. I noticed he wrote some more in his notebook.
“What are you writing?”
“Nothing, just notes, of small things that I’ve been noticing.” He frowned. “It’s weird how fast you pulse. It’s like a bird, and your lungs, impressive. As for your blood pressure, pretty high. Yet you seem healthy as a stallion.”
“Oh”
Why didn’t Jonny warn me about this, or did he want e finding out. The doctor said he’d have my results in a day or two. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to know what he’d find something in my blood.

After the appointment I kept walking further and ended up in front of a park. I was sat on a bench. There was an artificial pond behind me. I realized that I was animal friendly. The birds liked me since they were perched over my shoulder, and walked around me allowed me to pet them. It was actually nice. Even the ducks from the pond would come close as I leaned over. Seems nature is my friend.
I think Lisa should be done by now, so I got up and headed home. I got to my door and decided to open it hoping it wasn’t still locked. I stepped in and it was a huge facelift. I actually had a decent bed and a real night table with an alarm clock and a night lamp. New blue curtains on the window, the walls were painted, all white except one side, which was with a dark burnt red paint. My couch was no longer an old stained one, it was actually a nice black one. There was a small table in front of it the couch, and had some magazines all pilled. I browsed through them quickly and notice one of them was a Play Boy magazine. I rolled my eyes…Lisa…She was quite the funny one. Then there was this other magazine; just like the one I had seen at the practice. I stared down at it thinking about how I felt when I read that particular article. The article itself wasn’t important. It was just a plain article, nothing important. Some environmental issue which has nothing to do with me.
“You like?”
I turned around and found myself smiling at Lisa. She really had done a terrific job.
“It’s not as depressing as before. Thanks a lot.”
“Yeah no problem, I had fun fixing, not so much cleaning. This place was filthy.”
“I did warn you, but really I’m thankful, any way for me to repay you? Give me the bill.”
“Take it as a gift from me and the gals as a welcome to town and an early birthday.”
“Seriously?”
“Mmhmm…”
“But…”
“Charles, enjoy it, take what’s given to you and don’t put so many buts and walls ok?”
“I guess I could try…Thank you.”
“Now you owe me and the gals dinner.”
“I owe you?”
“First you were complaining that you couldn’t pay, now that you can pay in some way, your complaining? I don’t get you Charles.”
“I just don’t go out much, but sure for you and the girls I’ll make the exception.”
“Ooh you better Charles. You don’t want three angry bitches.”
She turned around and headed towards the kitchen. The old fridge was there still but seems like. She worked through the rust or something because it looked pretty clean and almost new looking. She took out two beer bottles and handed me one. She explained to me that the she didn’t get rid of the fridge since it was an antique, ad thought it should be good if I kept it especially given that it worked perfectly fine. She also showed me the new stove she got me. I was a small gas food, perfect for me to cook my meals. She handed me a cookbook, she guessed I couldn’t cook which was so true. I couldn’t thank her enough. I had to ask…
“Why are you so nice?”
“It makes me feel good, and makes all the bad feelings go away.”
“Bad feelings?”
She looked down for a second, then jolted back up, changing subject.
“Hey we should make a small party like a house warming party here!”
“What?”
“Yea you know, invite friends, have music, food and liquor?”
“Ok maybe but why the sudden change of subject.”
“Nothing Charles, some things are just better not known.”
I looked at her skeptically, but allowed her to plan the party giving me all the details. After that she took off and left me alone with me apartment. I got kind of hungry and opened the fridge. I knew I wasn’t going to find anything since I haven’t really gone to the supermarket. Lisa was one complete woman. She and the girls bought me eggs, bread, cheese, ham, milk and some other stuff. Wow my apartment must have made them feel sorry for me. I fixed myself up a sandwich; it actually tasted good. It’s much better than Pizza. I was getting fed up with it. Lisa had brought a couple of magnets from the pizza store. She had already left me little notes. One of them were some phone numbers, hers, and some other people at work. Then there was another that said- TO DO: get a house phone and cell phone. Get a stereo with ipod connection. Shopping, call Lisa. NEED desperate new wardrobe.
She was one of a kind. I grabbed a bottle of water and sipped it slowly but almost chocked on it when I saw what looked like Jonny flying in through the window. It didn’t surprise me that he was flying; what did it was the fact that he was in his true form. It was spooky as hell.
He changed back into his normal sel and seemed to be enjoying my reaction.
“Pretty neat right?”
“Want to give me a heart attack or something?”
“Oh please you are just as hideous and scaring looking as me.”
“So? Why you think I don’t have mirrors in this place? Lisa had placed one, but I flipped it around.”
“She did an ok job.”
“An ok? It’s terrific!”
“Like I said before, everyone to their own perspective.”
“Yeah what ever, you are just jealous. Want a beer?”
“Sure.”
I went to the fridge and handed him his beer. He was already getting comfortable on the couch and I sat next to him.
“How did the doctors appointment go?”
“I’ve been meaning to tell you.”
I started telling him everything from the moment I walked in and left. I excluded the magazine part. I had a feeling he might tell me to just ignore it and I didn’t want to ignore it. He explained to me it was normal and that he was keeping a close eye on the doctor, because he knows he will find something weird with my blood. He assured me that the doctor was trustworthy and that it important I find one that could learn to treat me. We might live for an eternity but we still do bleed and get hurt, so we need doctors.

Flying felt so good, the wind on my face, the freedom one feels, it was like paradise. I decided to visit Miley. This time she was on her rooftop looking up at the sky. I landed softly behind her.
“I was hoping you would come.”
“Are you okay?”
It was silly to ask her since I could feel her pain and frustration. I sat next to her and placed an arm around her, she leaned in close and I held her there for a while.
“It’s just not fair. I’m like the perfect child. Straight A’s, student role model, conservative. I do all that I am told, but it’s not enough. They just don’t care, They don’t see ME!”
“It’s ok…”
“No it’s not, they fight all the time, they ugh… I’m just sick of it all”
I looked down at her ankle and passed my fingertips lightly over her scars.
“I’m glad there aren’t any fresh ones.”
“I try, but sometimes I just want to do it again, I want to feel that pain that makes me forget about everything else for a bit. I miss it.”
“Show me.”
I stretched out my hand and she looked down at it.
“You sure?”
“Yes, show me how it feels like, show me how much you miss it.”
“You might collapse.”
“I’ll learn eventually not to.”
She slowly placed her palm over mine and I was sucked into her memory where she would be in a dark playing with her razor for a bit, then slightly pull down her black sock and started to slice over her pale white skin on her ankle. The feeling was slightl rewarding the emotional pain was all blurred in with the physical one. The blood slowly surged out, the color is a beautiful one, an intense scarlet. I want another cut, yes, that feels good, the blood looks so rich.
No more cutting, I miss it, my fingers itch, just one cut one wont hurt, it’s been a week since the last one.
I almost slipped away but Miley had me, I guess I was back to reality. I looked at her and her eyes were watery, she got a hold on my face and whispered softly.
“You see?”
“Yes I do.”
“It’s addicting, I want it…”
“But you’re strong.”
“No I’m not.”
“Yes you are, it’s been how long already?”
“Nearly two weeks”
“You see, hang in there, take it a day by day.”
Miley fell asleep in my arms, we were still on the rooftop. I decided to stay there for a while just thinking and admitting the sky. I knew several people might be doing the same thing, looking up at the sky making silent promises and small wishe. But out of those several people I knew one specific person was doing the same.
“The sky is beautiful isn’t it?”
“Hey Jonny, yeah it is something.”
“It sure does leave us to wonder.”
“Do you know why?”
“Why I killed myself, yes.”
“Why?”
“That doesn’t concern you and it’s best not to go and finding out why you jumped if you’r thinking about it.”
“Why not?”
“Just don’t, the past is the past. Leave it to rest. Take Miley to her room.”
“In a while.”
“Charles, don’t get personal.”
Just as he came, he left quietly. I just stayed staring at the stars some more.

My stomach is growing a lot and I already had four slices of pizza. Didn’t seem enough. I guess Jonny was right after all. I can’t always be eating like this everyday. Lisa and Sally both appeared and served themselves something to drink.
“Hey Charles, you still owe us dinner.”
“Oh yea, how about tonight?”
“Sounds good, where?”
“Umm…you guys know you way around, how about you tell me.”
“Ok, Rellie’s place, they got good Italian.”
“Where’s that?”
They told me how to get there and we agreed to meet around seven. Last time I was in a public place I almost collapsed. I hope this time I don’t.
Once I was at the apartment I was going to change. Not that I had plenty of options. I’m practically always wearing the same black t-shirt and jeans if I’m not wearing my work uniform. I should really take Lisa up with her offer, update my wardrobe.
I got myself a taxi and headed to Rellie’s place. Got there just in time, 7:01. Not so bad. I went in the restaurant and asked for a table of four. I didn’t have to wait long; Lisa, Brenda and Sally came like five minutes later. We had fun talking and sipping some wine. I was lucky sitting with three beautiful women. The waiter came along to take our orders and it was a good thing we didn’t have to wait too long because I think I was starving. I asked for a huge plate of lasagnia casserole, the ladies asked for a salad. Once the food was brought I didn’t waste much time. They were still half way through their salad, and my lasagnia was gone. Lisa had to make a comment, “take it easy there. Don’t choke on it.” I think I was embarrassed when I asked for another lasagnia, but this one to tgo because I knew they would say something if they saw me eating it now. Then we ordered for some dessert. Sally and Brenda shared a flan, as for Lisa she didn’t ask for anything. I had the most delicious Ricotta cheesecake ever. Not that I recall having to try many or any at all before, but still it was great. Once we were done I asked for the check. Sally and Brenda took a cab home, but as for Lisa she only lived a few blocks away so I offered to walk her home. It was a quiet walk till we reached the front steps of her house.
“Well that wasn’t so bad now was it Charles?”
“No not really, but you were boring as hell.”
“Oh that’s so nice of you to say.”
“I know.”
She leaned over slowly. I believe I was backing off a little. She kissed my cheek and headed towards her door opening it. Then she pauses and looked back.
“You know Charles…nevermind, Goodnight”
“No what?”
“We still have that house warming party pending.”
“Yeah, we sure do.”
“Next week?”
“Good idea.”
“But first, we have to go shopping, I’ve never seen you with anything but your uniform and that same black shirt and jeans.”
“Oh…hahaha umm… Yeah.”
“Saturday?”
“Ok.”
She finally walked into her house, I turned around and headed towards somewhere dark so no one could see me take off and soar into the sky. Jonny still has to teach me how to turn invisible. I believe I flew for hours when I looked towards my left and saw Jonny flying right next to me. We just kept flying ahead side by side for a while, then we landed on a building. He told me then he wanted t show me something. I saw him take out a knife and even before I could react he had grabbed my arm. I had no idea what were his intentions, but didn’t like the idea that it involved a knife and no explanations. I tried struggling but he was far much stronger than me. He asked me to trust him and to stay still, but I couldn’t do that. He managed to slice the knife over my wrist. It hurt a bit, he let me go. I was about to take off when he told me to wait. I wasn’t planning on listening to him, but then I saw him slicing his own wrist. I was slightly confused. He asked me to come closer, and I did. I must have been nuts to do so considering after what he had done without much warning. He took my arm and placed his cut over mine, held our wrists in place. I’m not sure how to entirely describe it all, but I had major flashes of different images from his life. I stared into his eyes, as some of the images were very confusing. Then seemed like he had more control of what he wanted to share with me and skipped some things I suppose. He ended up showing me how he had learned some things like him turning invisible or him being his true form. Then all the flashing images of his memories seized. I heard him say some sort of weird incantation, which didn’t make much sense at all to me. I just noticed that the wound on my wrist started to slightly disappear slowly, just leaving me with a very light scar. Then I heard him speak but I was looking at him, and I noticed his lips never moved. Again I hear his voice, but how? I hadn’t taken my eyes off of him, his lips still weren’t moving.
“Charles, we are blood brothers now.” That’s what I heard him say, but like I said, no lip movement going on there…I tried speaking to him out loud but he silenced me and then heard him say, “Focus, communicate with your mind, try it.” I tried but it didn’t work, I had no idea what I was even doing. “Charles, think of me, search for me, close your eyes and search me in your thoughts, in your blood.” I tried doing what he told me, I closed my eyes shut and focused. After a few attempts I believe I nailed it.
“Jonny?”
“You did it kid.”
“I did?”
“You are talking to me without moving your lips aren’t you?”
“Oh yeah! Man this is cool!”
“Yeah yeah, now from my memories, try getting yourself invisible.”
“I’m not sure…”
“Just try it, focus hard and try.”
I shut my eyes and tried.
“Charles, you looking constipated.”
“What?”
“Ok, let’s try this. Have you seen Naruto?”
“That’s a cartoon right? Whats that got to do with anything?”
“Well you know how they have an energy called chackra and they focus on that area?”
Umm…yeah…Don’t tell me we have that too.”
“No but we do have our souls which it’s a form of energy, our energy. Work with that, focus on that, focus on what you need and want.”
I looked at him for a while and then suddenly I didn’t see him anymore.
“See try it.”
It started to thunder a bit, but no rain yet. I tried keeping my focus, getting in touch with my soul, finding myself, and what I wanted.
“I can’t”
“What you mean you can’t?”
“I’m doing what you are telling me, and I can’t.”
“Then you aren’t wanting the right thing. FOCUS!”
I believe he was starting to get annoyed by the tone of his voice. Maybe he was right. I’m not thinking about turning invisible. I was thinking about something I wanted all right, but I didn’t even know what it was and that certainly got me nowhere. Only thing that id did get me was an annoyed Jonny. I saw how he looked at me impatiently.
“Charles, I got to go, but you keep practicing.”
He jumped off the ledge and flew off.

I tumbled and turned, had drops of sweat all over my body. I felt like I was fighting something or someone. I woke up and my sheets were soaked with my own sweat. I slid my hands though my hair backwards. It was wet. I sat up and looked out at the window. It seemed a pretty bright day, and there was a bird perching near by.
“Come little guy.” The bird flew onto my hand, I smiled and I was thankful that I was alive, and my dream, what ever it was, was only a dream. Even though I don’t remember much what it was all about. It was Saturday already and Lisa told me she would be here really early. I checked my clock and it was just 6:45am…I don’t think she meant that early, but with Lisa it’s unpredictable, so I headed into the shower to start getting ready. Once I was out, I could hear Lisa’s voice.
“Wow Charles, seems like you’ve been eating a lot lately.”
I had left my clothing out of the bathroom and I was forced to walk out with a towel tied up around my waist. I looked at Lisa, who seemed like she was checking out my garbage.
“Now how did you get in here by yourself?”
“Why hello there to you too. You look hot and wet, and hun learn to lock your door…”
“Yeah yea…”
I snatched my clothing which I had laying on the bed and went straight back into the bathroom to change. Once I was out it seemed like Lisa was still snooping around.
“You really have a boring life, all you do is work, come here and eat, drink tons of water. I would expect some activity but none!”
She was standing next to my bed looking at it then back at me.
“You are gay aren’t you? I mean, even the Play Boy magazine hasn’t been moved from it’s place…It’s all dusty!”
“What’s with you and calling me gay?!”
“You are like a freaking hermit! But never mind that, you’re ready to go?”
“Yeah sure.”
I believe we went to at least seven different stores in which five of them were only for her. I think we got the whole mall since I was carrying up to sixteen bags, and only four of them were mine. As we walked along the mall I bumped into a woman and all her stuff fell to the ground.
“I’m so sorry.” I set the bags aside, and kneeled down to help her out, as I lifted my face to meet hers, our eyes locked for a second. I knew her, I felt some sort of longing towards her. She couldn’t have been older than her mid 40’s. It seemed that for a second we recognized each other that we knew who we were to each other, someone close, yet not entirely. She stood up pretty fast and thanked me for helping her, and then she hastily turned around and walked away. I noticed that she had left her wallet behind on the ground, I took it and checked it out. Saw that her name was Emilia Knight, 47 years old. I turned around to look at Lisa and tell her I’d be right back since I was going to give the lady back her wallet. I took off and managed to catch up to her.
“Hey hold on, you left this.”
“Oh thank you. I was just wondering, do I know you from somewhere?”
“I don’t know, maybe?
“Well thank you anyway.”
“You should come by Alfred’s Pizza place. I umm.. Take it as an apology? Pizza on me?”
“That’s nice, but I’m sorry seems to be just fine.”
With that she just walked away and I went back to Lisa.
“That was weird.”
“What was?”
“You and that old woman.”
“She’s no old, she only 47.”
“Oh that explains it, so you aren’t gay, you are just into old hags”
“What in the world….Lisa…”
“I’m just kidding.”

I already got everything from Lisa’s to do list that she had stuck on the fridge. I sat down on my couch and went through the phonebook I had bought the other day. I decided to look for an Emilia Knight in it. I felt it was important for me to do so. I heard a voice in my head.
“Let go of it.”
That voice was no other than Jonny’s.
“Leave the past in the past.”
“Easy for you to say, how’s it your in my head, and you aren’t anywhere near?”
“We are blood brothers remember.”
“I want to know who she is.”
“You ran away from that life, why go back to it? You’ll only find pain.”
I looked around me, considered what he had said. Sure I know I decided to leave it for a reason, and the life I had now seems ok. I looked down at the phone book, the page was already opened on Emilia’s number and address. Maybe Jonny was right after all. Maybe the past should be left alone. I closed the book and just lay down on my couch staring at the ceiling.
It was already 10pm and it was pouring down hard. My radio was on, there was a talk show about a couple who were having trust issues. The woman said that her boyfriend had cheating on her, and that she had done the same herself. They try to trust each other and make it work, yet there is always that doubt in the back of their minds. I heard someone knock on my door, which was odd since I didn’t expect to see anyone right now. Then again, it could be Lisa, knowing her…but wouldn’t she simply open the door? I got up and headed towards the door, opened it to find myself with Miley. She was wearing a plaid skirt that she loved, a black hoody. Her dark brown hair was loose and she was all dripping wet from the rain. I noticed she was crying, and I pulled her into my arms. I took her face with my hands, bad move…I was sucked into her memories...I saw what had happened a while ago. I knew she had been seeing this guy named David. Apparently he was after only one thing with her, and since he didn’t give it to him he ended up treating her badly, called her names and then attempted to force himself on her, but her parents came home in time, but to only misunderstand the situation. The guy had left and her parents ended up scolding her. I was soon back to reality, on my knees.
“I’m sorry Charles.”
“No it’s ok, I’ll get used to it eventually.”
I managed to get back up on my feet, headed towards the bathroom to offer her a towel so she could dry up. I handed her a clean shirt and shorts of mine so she could go ahead and change. I prepared her a hot chocolate and gave it to her once she was done changing. She drank it up and curled herself up in a ball on my couch. We talked some bit till she ended falling asleep. I picked her up in my arms and lay her down on my bed, covered her up and then I headed towards the window. I looked out, I felt furious about what had happened. All I knew was that I wanted to turn into my true form. I took my shirt off, then I shut my eyes tightly and focused only on that. It only took me few attempts to nail it. Guess being angry helps. I heard Jonny’s voice in my head, warning me to not do what I was thinking. I needed to be invisible, and focused only on that too. It worked. I leaped out of my window and flapped my wings hard under the rain. Felt the rain drops fall on my back, smash against my face. I ended up in a pretty ugly neighborhood. I don’t get why Miley ever ended up dating someone like David. I walked around into an apartment building. It seemed pretty bashed up and lonely. I knew where he lived because of Miley’s memories, he was staying on the third floor, his door number was 19. I got to it and knocked on his door. I managed to make myself visible again and awaited him to open. I heard his footsteps approaching.
“I knew you were going to come back to me Miley.”
He opened his door and saw his face in shock. I didn’t waste much time. I grabbed him from his shirt and slammed him hard against the wall. I snarled at him.
“Wrong, she’s never coming back to you again.”
I could see the fear in his eyes. I enjoyed it.
“What the hell are you?!”
“I’m your worst nightmare.”
I pushed him across the room; he fell down on the floor. Saw him trying to back away from me.
“What do you want from me?”
I could hear how he screeched his voice.
“There is nothing you can give me that I’d want you piece of vermin. You don’t deserve to walk on this earth. You were going to rape her weren’t you?”
“She’s a fucking tease, she had it coming!”
He was still attempting to crawl away from me. I followed him, kicked a few things that were in my way. I reached down to him and lifted him up.
“What now? You were man enough thinking you deserved to have her against her will? But not man enough to face me?”
I opened his window and pulled him out, I had him hanging there, felt him trying to hold tightly onto my wrists.
“Please don’t let me go. Don’t”
“Why not? So you can continue trying to force yourself on others?”
I saw tears streaming down his cheek.
“What’s this? Afraid of death are we now? Afraid you will end up in hell?”
“No…please…I promise…”
I heard jonny’s voice in my head again, “Charles Dawn! What in tarnation you think you are doing?”
“Leave me alone, this is none of your concern.”
“Don’t do this Charles, you will regret this later.”
“SHUT THE HELL UP AND LEAVE ME ALONE!”
I blocked Jonny out of my head, and suddenly I let David go. I heard him scream then I decided to leap down and catch him before he hit the ground. I pinned him against the wall and looked into his eyes.
“Thank you…thank you…”
“Quiet! Don’t thank me, I didn’t do this for you. Take this as a warning, hurt or disrespect another girl like you did with Miley and I swear to you…”I slammed him hard against the wall. “I swear I will kill you. You got that?”
“Yes, yes! You have my word.”
“And you better apologize to Miley when you have the chance, and explain to her parents what really happened…or else”
I slammed him one more time against the wall and let him go. I gave him my back and took off into the dark night.

I was laying on my bed just looking at Miley sleep. She opened her eyes slowly, she looked at me, and her lips started to curve into a sweet smile. I slid my fingers through her hair.
“Slept good?”
“Always do when you’re around.”
“Hungry?”
“Very.”
I got up and prepared her a peanut butter and jelly sandwich with a glass of milk, took it to her and she practically gobbled it down.
“Wow, you weren’t kidding.”
“Nope, and I love peanut butter and jelly.”
“Yeah, I know.”
She placed the glass and plate aside, curled up in a ball next to me.
“I’m still sleepy.”
“Then why did you wake up?”
“Because I knew you were staring at me, and my tummy grumbled a bit.”
“Right, ok the back to sleep.”
“You won’t leave?”
“Where would I go?”
“You did leave last night for a bit.”
“You were suppose to be deep in you sleep.”
“Just stay this time?”
I nodded and wrapped my arms around her; we both dozed off.
I woke up some hours later, and I looked down at Miley. I kissed her forehead. I started to sit up when I noticed Lisa was sitting on the couch ahead looking at me with her arms and legs crossed. She carried a small smirk on her face.
“Maybe you are right after all. You aren’t gay nor into old hags, just into her.”
She giggled, I simply rolled my eyes at her and walked towards the kitchen so I could make myself some breakfast.
“Don’t tell me, I left my door unlocked?”
“No surprise there, honey.”
She came up behind me and lightly punched my shoulder.
“Hey!”
“Are you going to tell me?”
“Tell you what?”
“You…her?”
“What? Miley? Me? We just close friends.”
“Who share the same bed?”
“Yes, she had a bad night, her boyfriend was a slumbag.”
“So she came to you. You both tumbled around? Taking your shot now?”
“What? No…”
“Then explain why she wearing your clothing.”
“It was pouring last night, and she was soaked.”
“So you telling me that not once did you want her?”
“Lisa…”
“Just saying, maybe I was right.”
Before I could answer back, Miley was up. I was feeling terribly annoyed by Lisa.
“Morning.”
Miley walked over towards me, and looked at Lisa shyly. I introduced her to Lisa and asked if she wanted something. She said she was ok, but Lisa seemed like she wanted to try my French toast. I served her some and handed her some orange juice. Miley just accepted another glass of milk. While we were eating Lisa seemed like she couldn’t help herself from making faces, throwing in a few winks.
“Charles, may I use you phone. I think I should call my parents to let them know I’m ok.”
“Sure, go right ahead.”
She walked towards the phone and Lisa leaned over and started to whisper in my ear.
“Seriously, you and her nothing?”
“Yes Lisa, there’s nothing.”
“Well she is very pretty.”
“Your point?”
“Oh nothing, maybe you are just gay.”
“Sometimes I just want to...argh…”
I pretended like I was going to squeeze her neck, then I noticed Miley had tears. I excused myself and walked towards Miley. I placed my hands on her shoulders.
“Where you parent’s mean again?”
She turned around facing me and hugged me, I passed my hand through her hair.
“I don’t want to go back to them.”
“Then don’t, stay with me for a few days if that helps. They will understand eventually.”
“How will they.”
“Because David will explain.”
“David? What do you mean?”
“He will go and tell them the truth of what really happened.”
“That’s where you were last night?”
“Maybe.”
“What did you do to him?”
“Nothing.”
She backed away from me, and headed towards the bathroom.
“Miley? What’s wrong?”
Few minutes later she was changed with her clothing and headed straight out the door, down the steps. I followed quickly behind her and took her by the wrist.
“Miley, why are you leaving now?”
“I’m going home.”
“But why?”
“What exactly did you do to him?”
“Nothing.”
“No Charles, you tell me. Now.”
“Well I just scared him a bit.”
“How Charles?”
“Why does it matter how I did it, he wanted to rape you.”
“I didn’t need you to go ahead and do that, and how do you know I didn’t want that.”
“What in the world are you saying? You wanted him to rape you on purpose? What’s that?!”
“You had no business going to him, and scaring him.”
“Like hell I don’t. You came to me crying late at night, then you tell me I have no business?”
“Maybe I shouldn’t have come here to you.”
She tried turning away, but I didn’t allow her to, instead pulled her closer to me.
“Oh no you don’t…”
“Let go of me.”
“What’s the matter with you. You don’t sound reasonable.”
She looked at me, it happened so fast. She got on her tiptoes ad kissed me. She left me shocked. I had loosened up my grip. Saw her turn around and walk away. I stood there for a bit blinking slowly, and then headed back to my apartment. I closed the door behind me and saw Lisa was on my phone making plans for the house warming party that she still had pending. I took out a bee from the fridge ad sat down on my bed facing the window slowly sipping my beer. After a while, Lisa stopped making calls and sat next to me.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing…”
“If nothing then explain to me why are you frowning.”
“She kissed me.”
“Isn’t that a good thing?”
“You aren’t going to say I’m gay or something?”
“Do I have to? Seems like I’m right after all.”
She shrugged and we both laughed.
“I really don’t know what to do with Miley.”
“What’s wrong? She’s pretty and into you considering that you live like a hermit, oh wait yea… you are gay.”
“No seriously, it’s just too complicated.”
“What’s so complicated about it Charles? You’re single…she’s single…It’s more than obvious you care about her…She kissed you? Bet you liked it? Isn’t that crystal clear simple darling?”
“I don’t know.”
“Oh I know…you need a woman to write on a big letter poster, ‘I WANT TO DATE YOU CHARLES’ or ‘I REALLY LIKE YOU’ and walk in front of your face, but then that doesn’t matter because you either too blind to notice, too insecure or naïve to even know how to handle it.”
“What? I do see it, and you are talking plain nonsense. Women talk nonsense…”
I go up and started to pace around the room.
“You wouldn’t even get it, so drop it now. Tell me about the house warming party.”
“It’s tomorrow, want me to invite her over?”
“Who over?”
“Miley?”
“What no…”
“What ever, so what’s her last name anyway?”
“Stevens, why?”
“Just asking.”

Lisa had sent me out to get chips and Pizza’s before the people start arriving. I decided to take a small detour before heading back. I wanted to see Miley. I found myself in front of her window. It was closed and her light was off. I guess she wasn’t home, but her parents sure were. It wasn’t a surprise to hear them yelling at each other again. I turned around and headed back straight to my apartment. People were already there. I set the stuff aside on the counter where Sally seemed like she was making the drinks while Jason was serving them around. Will and Brenda were dancing together, even my manager Bob was here. Seems like he brought himself a date. Tim came along and presented me his sister and we sat on the stools that apparently Lisa had brought. Speaking of which…Where was Lisa? She seemed to be nowhere around. It might have been thirty minutes till finally Lisa arrived, but she didn’t come alone. She came with someone who looked oddly familiar. She was wearing a black tops slightly exposing her stomach, a dark plaid skirt and leggings to match with it. Her hair was loose, seemed she had a haircut. It was shoulder length now. It looked pretty good on her. She also was wearing a little bit of eyeliner and lip-gloss. She was looking back at me shyly. Then I turned my look to Lisa, and frowned at her. I told her not to invite Miley, and yet she brought her anyways. Lisa simply tapped my shoulder and whispered into my ear.
“Just enjoy the evening, seems like you both need it.”
Lisa walked away, left me with Miley. She smiled at me weakly.
“You don’t want me here.”
“I have not said that.”
“You don’t have to say it.”
“It’s not that Miley, it’s just I…I really don’t know”
“It’s ok that you don’t feel the same way.”
I looked at her. I knew she was hurting yet she tried smiling a little. Oh what the hell, I should do what Lisa advised. I should enjoy, why not? Just because Jonny said to keep some distance with Miley doesn’t mean I shouldn’t try having a little bit of fun. Miley was already heading out when I stopped her and asked her to stay and dance with me. Her face brightened up and we danced for a while. Lisa gave me the thumbs up when she saw us laughing and having a good time. It was getting late, and most of the people had left already or were just leaving. In the end it was just Lisa, Tim, Natalie, Miley and I. we were all in our own groove, I had gotten myself some water and offered a glass for Miley. I leaned against the counter and simply looked at her.
“What?”
“You know…I haven’t said how nice you look.”
“Oh it’s ok, you don’t have to say it.”
“I know I don’t, but I want to. You actually look beautiful.”
I leaned over and kissed her softly, her lips responded mine, and she wrapped her arms around my neck. Letting myself go like this with her almost felt like I was flying. Then I heard someone clear their throat.
“Ehem, guys we are leaving now.”
I was slightly embarrassed when I saw Lisa grinning and heard Tim rooting off. When I looked back at Miley it seemed like she felt the same way. They left thanking for the hospitality and said it was a great party although it was all Lisa’s doing. I had to thank her and said bye to the three of them. Miley and I started to pick things up and fix the place around. We didn’t say much to each other for a while until Miley broke the silence.
“Charles?”
“Yeah?”
“What was all that about?”
“What are you talking about?”
Seemed like I annoyed her since she slammed some of the empty boxes in the trashcan.
“Why are you so distant all the time? Being evasive, you know damn well what I’m talking about.”
“I…” I couldn’t find the words. I was totally speechless.
“You know what never mind really. You can finish fixing this place by yourself.”
She reached the door and was about to turn the doorknob when I finally managed to speak.
“Miley, I know…I’m sorry, it’s just well, all this is too new to me. Everything. Can you be with someone who doesn’t know who they were?”
“I know who you are now, and that’s what counts, not who you were.”
“That’s the thing…It does matter.”
“Why? You didn’t want that life, that’s why you are here now.”
“Ok yea, that makes sense but I’m no one.”
“That’s silly.”
She walked closer to me and placed her hands on my chest, she looked into my eyes.
“You have a gift that allows you to save lives. You are a great friend when one is in need of one. You are like an Angel a savior…”
“No I’m not.”
“Charles Dawn, would you just shut up and let me be with you?”
She kissed me, I decided to give in and then we stopped. We smiled at each other.
“That wasn’t so bad.”
“No.”
“I have to head home now.”
“Yes I know, let me take you.”
I lifted her up in my arms and ran towards the window, jumped out and flew out with her. She yelped as were in the sky.
“This is so beautiful.”
“I know.”

“Someone seems a bit radiant today.”
“Morning Lisa.”
“So how it go with Miley?”
I just smiled at her and headed off to work. I was in such a great mood today, better than I have had like in…forever? Lisa didn’t seem to like the lack of information, and wasn’t go to drop the subject just like that.
“Seriously, you going to leave me like in the air?”
“Why are you so curious?”
“Oh come one Charles, you got to give me something.”
“Thank you?”
“Well your welcome, but you know what I mean.”
“I think there’s a table that needs some attending Lisa.”
She grunted and pouted for a second and then went ahead to attend a couple who had recently walked in. Suddenly someone else walked in who looked mad and certainly wasn’t welcomed at least from my part. He walked in fast, pushed me back through out the backdoor exit.
“I warned you Charles, don’t get personal wit Miley!”
“Why not?”
“It’s not wise.”
“Well a bit too late for that.”
I managed to loosen myself from his grip and pushed him aside. We exchanged a couple of empty punches when Lisa had noticed the racket outside and called on Will and Jason to see if they could try and separate us. We were far too strong for them and they couldn’t even manage to get a hold on us. Tim and some other guys tried helping, it was useless. I was angry and it felt like I was slowly starting to lose control over it. I wanted to stop feeling this way, but I couldn’t. I heard Jonny in my head.
“Charles, get it together.”
Then it hit me…The guys weren’t really trying to separate us from each other, but more like pull me away from Jonny. It was only me throwing the punches and him trying to defend himself.
“Charles control yourself, stop it!”
I was slammed down on the ground and his hand was tight on my neck. I attempted to struggle but his grip would get tighter. I stopped struggling and he let go of me and he stood up fixing his shirt up. I laid there on the ground and looked around me. We sure had brought ourselves a crowd. Jonny told Lisa that everything was ok and to help take the people back in. She and the rest of the stuff were shooing the people off. In matter of a few minutes I was left alone with Jonny outside.
“You know you have to learn to control yourself and your emotional bursts. If I had been someone else, you would have nearly killed me. Oh speaking of which you almost did kill someone, was it like…two nights ago? What the hell were you thinking?”
“Ok can you leave me alone?”
“No. I cant leave you alone, even if I really wanted to, but guess what, we are blood brothers. You are a constant headache and it hasn’t been that long. I can’t allow you to condemn yourself even more than what you got yourself into.”
“What you mean?”
“We are Angels of the Dark, but we need to stay strong and healthy with our minds in order not to fall into the wrong path.”
“What wrong path?”
“There’s no heaven for us nor hell, but this is as close we will ever get to heaven. When we lose every shred of decency and good inside us we become the very things we fight and fear.”
“What’s that?”
“Demons.”
“We can become Demons?”
“Yes by loosing ourselves with our emotions or having a dominant trait of the seven deadly sins. Sometimes one prevails stronger within us and it can overpower you. If you had killed that man, you wouldn’t have been strong enough to fight the devil and end up becoming like one of his minions.”
“Okay, but what would this have to do with Miley?”
“Don’t you see it? You almost killed someone over her.”
“But I didn’t”
“You were lucky, but she makes you vulnerable, easy target. You are too new to this, you barely even know how to control yourself. You are stubborn and searching for your past. I just don’t think you are ready. I’ve seen several like you who fail and fall. The first few years are essential to see if we actually have character, if we have what it takes to be in God’s army.”
“What?!”
“There’s so much you don’t know, so much you must learn, but all in it’s time.”
“I don’t care what you say, I refuse to listen to you about Miley. I think I can manage, and I don’t want to end up breaking her heart”
“Well Charles, that just might be inevitable, or maybe it might just be the other way around. Do you think you will be able to handle it?”
I stared at him angrily, and then gave him my back. I didn’t want to hear him anymore; it was all too much. God’s army? Demons? Like really, what the hell…Told him to let me be and I walked away leaving him behind. I needed to process everything.

I had been avoiding Miley, my work, and everything. Things that Jonny had told me left me thinking a lot. He said there was more that I didn’t know. I was sitting on the bench from the park near my apartment. What else was out there? I mean Demons, Angels of the Dark? Do Vampires and werewolves exist? All the things that only seemed ficticional myths, stories of the supernatural. Did they all exist? If so where are they?
Someone was standing in front of me, but I couldn’t make the face since the sun came from behind the person made the face look dark, but I knew who it was. Miley, she’s always wearing either short shorts or plaid skirts. She sat next to me.
“Hey Miley.”
“Hello stranger.”
“I’m sorry I haven’t returned your calls, nor visited.”
“Yeah, you’ve had me worried. Want to tell me what’s up?”
I took her hand in mine as I told her what Jonny had told me. I excluded the part where he said that she would be a problem. I wasn’t willing to accept it. I wouldn’t let it happen.
“I’m scared.”
“Why?”
“I’ve read about a thousand stories of your type, and others…now it turns out the aren’t stories. They are actually real and out there.”
“So you practically know all about this?”
“Well so far all you’ve told me…I’ve read about it, and seems like Jonny is right. There is more to it all.”
“Yeah, I know. I don’t think I want to know more…or even be part of.”
We both got up and walked along around the pond holding hands and just enjoying the view and the moment. Then I decided to break the silence.
“You know…I can’t seem to let go of my past. I want to know why I jumped off a building. And that lady I bumped into at the mall…I feel like I need to know who she was to me.”
“Jonny did tell you that feeling would be normal.”
“Yeah kind of.”
“And he did tell you to let it go.”
“Yes I know, but that’s the problem. I just can’t.”
“Maybe you should talk to him soon.”

I rolled my eyes at her. If she only knew how Jonny felt about our relationship. Maybe if she knew she wouldn’t pick his side so much. We walked all the way to her house and ended up standing in front of her doorstep.
“Want to come in and watch a movie?”
“This is funny.”
“What is?”
“Oh that every time I go in your house, it’s through the window.”
“Ha ha ha, yes.”

We entered and sat in the T.V room, we decided to watch the Lion King. It was Miley’s favorite Disney movie. We were already at the Hakuna Matata part when her father walked in and asked Miley seriously.
“Who is this Miley?”
“Hi Dad, this is Charles Dawn. He’s the guy I’ve been telling you about.”
I stood up to say hi, and offered my hand. He didn’t take it but simply looked at me. For a split second I felt like I was being x-rayed or something. I set my hand down since it was rejected. I was actually glad that it was because I didn’t want to get sucked into his memories. He just nodded and headed towards the kitchen.
“Well that went well.”
“Yeah I think.”
“I’m glad he didn’t take my hand.”
“Yeah I think I was more worried about that than him not liking you.”
“Well sure proves that we are odd.”
We smiled at each other then we kissed, but it didn’t take long, till we got interrupted. Miley’s father called her up to the kitchen. Moments later he came out and sat with me in the T.V room.
“So Charles…How long have you been dating my daughter?”
“Two weeks sir.”
He nodded and changed the channel to a football game.
“Where you from?”
I didn’t know what to tell him. I thought mentioning some small weird town in some other country so he wouldn’t ask too many details. We talked for a while. I learnt he was a history teacher, which was very entertaining. I was able to keep up with him. I didn’t know I knew more than half the stuff he did. It was fun.
“You know Charles, you seem like a good kid. Please do stay and have dinner with us.
“Thank you Mr. Stevens.”
“No, call me Gerson.”
Miley came to the T.V room to tell us the table was set, we both got up and sat down at the table. It was grilled chicken, rice with corn and a salad. It was all pretty good. When we were done her father went back to the T.V to finish his game. I helped Miley pick up the table and do the dishes. I washed and she rinsed.
“That was the most boring conversation ever!”
“That was boring?”
“You must have been a geek before, weren’t you?”
“What? Me a geek? I wouldn’t remember if I were.”
“It felt like my father was talking to one of his colleagues or something.”

I smiled at her and leaned over to kiss her cheek. “You are cute you know?” I told her. She rolled her eyes at me, “Yea Right.” She said and laughed. I had soap on my hands and rubbed some on her face. She squealed and ran off. I couldn’t help myself but to laugh. “Look there, you are cute with a white beard.” She glowered at me and crossed her arms, “Charles!” I laughed some more then said, “Oh look, now you are even cuter when you pout.” I walked behind her, wrapped my arms tightly around her and kissed her cheek lightly. The more time I would spend with her the easier it was to just feel free.

I was cleaning some tables until Lisa came up to me and said I had a phone call from my Doctor. She scolded me for allowing nearly a month without picking up my test results. She told me that the doctor said it was important that he could talk to me in person. I had nearly forgotten about him. Once I as done with my shift, I decided to head down to his practice and see him. I was nervous because he had specifically asked to see me in person; there wasn’t a doubt in my mind that he found some odd things about me. I finally arrived, and like last time the secretary asked me to take a seat ad wait. I went through the magazines, looking for the magazine edition I had seen last month. It was the same name but different month of course. I found myself flipping through the pages and located another anonymous article that had the same pull on me as the other article on the last edition of the magazine. I think I need to subscribe myself to this magazine. I have this need to find out who this anonymous writer is. Why do I feel so connected to it. I hate feeling as if there is a piece missing.
“The doctor is ready to see you.” I heard the secretary tell me. I got up and headed to his office. Once I entered I saw him looking at me seriously.
“Charles Dawn, it’s about time you showed up. I tried contacting you, but you never left me a number to call you.”
“Oh yes, sorry. I didn’t have a phone yet, but now I do.” I told him as I wrote it down on a piece of paper for him. Then I noticed Doctor Simons heading towards the door locking it, then he walked towards the windows and closed all the shutters. He headed towards a desk where he had a pile of folders and I saw he picked one that had my name.
“Well Charles, I have your test results.” He gave me a small pause while he looked at me as if he was studying my every move. “Why did you pick me? Out of all doctors?” I simply shrugged.
“It really wasn’t me who picked you. It just happened. Lisa was the one who set the appointment”
“Yes, but why did you even bother coming to me? You knew I would find something odd.”
“I…well…I was just hoping everything would come out maybe…normal?”
He raised his brows up high and opened my file, “There is NOTHING normal about you kid.”
“I know.” I told him. He walked behind his desk and laid the file on it.
“Explain.”
I stared at him. I wasn’t sure where to start, what to tell him exactly. Jonny had approved of him and did mention that I would eventually need a doctor that I could trust. This doctor seemed to be trustworthy and was very serious. He was handling things with me privately instead of making it public. I ended up telling him all I knew and how this was all far too new for myself too. As the days have been going by, I’ve been learning something new. He was taking notes of everything I was telling him. I figured he would need it, for reference. He needed to learn everything I knew and more if he was the one to treat me. He asked me if it was ok if he could run some more test results with me weekly. I agreed to it. Later he explained to me how he felt this as an honor for being able to be at my service. He started telling me about his family and how he had a brother who killed himself and was somewhat of a relief to him to know he didn’t necessarily go to hell for it and was somewhere out there doing some good. Some minutes later I told him I had to leave since I was covering a shift for Will.

It was nearly closing time already. There was only a couple left finishing their meal. Most of the chairs were already set up on the tables. I was finishing up with the last few tables when I heard Lisa telling someone who had recently stepped in that we were closed already. When I looked up and noticed who it was, Emilia Knight, I walked towards her and told Lisa it was ok, that I would take care of it from here.
“Hi, I’m glad you decided to come by.”
“I don’t really know why I did.” She told me looking away.
“Please take a seat. Can I get you something?”
“No not really. Maybe I should go.”
“Are you sure? Please do stay. A coffee or anything?”
She looked at me and then finally took a seat nearby. “Yes, perhaps a coffee would do.”
“Coming right up.” I told as I turned around to go and prepare her coffee. I had forgotten to ask her how she wanted it, but I already knew somehow how exactly she did like it. It was exactly two spoons and a half of sugar, one of creamer and a bit of milk mixed in along with one spoon of coffee. I took it to her table and she tasted it. She stared at me for a bit.
“This is exactly how I like it.”
“Really?” I pretended to not know. I didn’t want to spook her away because she could be the key to all my questions. I asked her a few things. I found out she was from Italy and now a widow. She had moved to America in her early twenties and had opened her own coffee shop. It had started to get late and Lisa was waiting by the door hinting me it was time to leave. I walked Emilia out and got her a cab.
“You are more than welcome to come back anytime.” I told her, she nodded and thanked me.

Will had lent me a book to read some days ago, it was Ordinary people by Judith Guest. How ironic, it was about a teenage boy who tried committing suicide after the loss of his brother, and his family started falling apart.
“You really have to have to learn to lock the door. You are lucky it’s just me.”
“Well that all depends what you define lucky Lisa.”
“Oh you meanie head. Since when have you become that.”
“Ever since I met you.”
“That’s not very nice.”
“So what brings you here?”
“You didn’t show up for work today.”
“I had a doctors appointment. He’s been taking out a lot of blood lately and I started feeling dizzy.”
“Well you could have texted me at least.”
“Sure sorry. I still have t get used to this whole celphone thing.”
My celphone started to vibrate, I had it on my night table. Lisa was quicker than me. She had already taken it and read the text message I had received from Miley out loud. “Coming over tonight? I miss you already. Aww isn’t that cute?”
“Hand it over.”
“Here,” She handed me back the phone, “You two make a great couple.”
“Thank you I guess…”
“You do seem a whole lot happier while you are with her.”
“Yeah she is special.”
“Aww look at you, if you could smile even more your cheeks would rip.”
“Oh shut up.”
“Let’s order something to eat. I’m hungry.”
“Fine.”
She grabbed my phone again and ordered for some fried chicken. I asked her to order for me two buckets of chicken for me. She had stared at me for a second but ordered it anyway. We didn’t have to wait too long for our order since the chicken place was minute away. This was a great town, everything was practically all at a walking distance.
“So you and Miley have like what…three weeks?”
“Yes.”
“What date marks your first month?”
“ The 26th
“Excited?”
“I don't know, it’s all great I guess, but it’s just a month.”
“Are you telling me that you wont do anything special?”
“I umm…I don't know.”
“Men.” She rolled her eyes on me.
“Oh leave me alone, I’ll figure something out I guess if it makes you happy.”
“You better.”
“Ok…and what’s it in for you?”
“A happy Miley.”
“That doesn’t say much.”
“She’s my friend.”
“Really?”
“Yes, we talk all the time now.”
“Oh.”
“Lisa stayed a few more hours, bugging me making suggestions about how I should dress up, do my hair and how to end up making a magnificent night for Miley. Eventually she left.
“Charles, are you going to keep blocking me from your head?”
“Maybe?”
“You know we need to talk.”
“Jonny if it has anything to do with Miley I won’t hear it.”
“Fine, but I will only tell you this. She ages, she dies, we don’t age, and we don’t die so easily.”
“Jonny…”
“Ok ok, anyway how have things gone with the doctor?”
“Good so far, but I bet it’s something you didn’t know already.”
“Tell him to contact Doctor Ramón García. He is my doctor, he can make it easier for your doctor, and you will get to keep your blood.”
“Why didn’t you tell me this before?”
“Just thought it be entertaining.”
“I hate needles!”
“I have to go for now, but a heads up. After two months or so you will be getting flashbacks and nightmares about your past. Just ignore them.”
“Ignore them?”
I didn’t hear him respond, “Jonny?”
Nothing…
I decided to call Miley to see what’s up, and I could hear the background noise. Gerson and his wife were arguing again apparently. I told Miley to sneak out and come over here instead. Minutes later she was already at my door, safe in my arms. It was nice to have her in my arms. We had some hot chocolate and we were all cuddled up on the sofa.
“You need a t.v.” She told me. I raised my eyebrows and looked at her.
“Really now.” I told her and she nodded, “Is talking to me boring?”
She started to giggle, “Yes incredibly.”
“Nice.” I started to tickle her since I knew she was very ticklish.
“STOP IT!” She was laughing.
“No.”
“STOP IT PLEASE HA HA HA”
“Say that I’m awesome?”
“Fine you are awesome now stop, please!”
I did as she asked and leaned over to kiss her, she held me tightly and I could feel her body move against mine. It made me more aware of her curves. I had to stop the kiss.
“Yeah you are right. I do need a T.V.”
“Am I that boring to kiss?” She was pouting playfully.
“Your kisses are far from being boring.”
“Then why are you thinking of the T.V?”
“Because ummm….Well kissing you umm gets intense.”
“Is it me or are you turning red?”
“No I’m not.”
“YES! You are, Charles Dawn, what’s going through your head?” She had started to giggled and leaned over to kiss my lips lightly. “I’m sorry.”
“What for?”
She looked away, “David always called me a tease. I don’t mean to be.”
“Don’t be sorry. It’s ok. I’m not bothered by it.”
“You are a guy.”
“Yes and your point is?”
“It’s normal I suppose.”
“What’s normal?”
“To want…you know?”
It took me a while to fully understand what she actually meant. I kissed her forehead and decided it was a subject better not to get into so I made up some lame excuse that I had to wake up early tomorrow.

It was a stormy night; it seemed more than perfect to fly. It was a lot more fun. As I was flying I couldn’t help thinking how perfect everything in life was so far. Jonny would sometimes make things sound so bad as an Angel of the Dark, but no wonder, considering the way he carries himself around all serious and pretty much alone, how couldn’t he?
“Help…”
Speaking of the devil.
“Charles, come find me…”
“What? What’s the matter? Where are you?”
“Bleeding a lot…Help.”
“Jonny where are you?!”
He must had passed out or something because I had no response from him. How the hell could he expect me to find him? It was a huge city in the end. For all I know he could be anywhere. Think Charles. Think. How could I find him? I remembered him telling me how he could spy on me, and I couldn’t feel him around. He had told me something about how I needed to be in touch with my senses. He is my blood brother after all. It should make it easier to track him down. I decided to rest behind a poster board sign to focus. I closed my eyes. All I heard was street noise. I tried concentrating more and I started to see everything even though I had my eyes closed. I tried blocking car sounds, people walking and talking and tried focusing only on one thing. Jonny. But I also heard wings flapping. As I flew closer I noticed they where others like me, yet not quite. They were the Demons Jonny had described to me once. They were completely red, and had black tattooed lines on their arms, chest, back, neck and skull. I stopped on a building, still keeping my eyes shut. I had finally found Jonny. He was breathing lightly and had a pool of blood around him. He was in some ugly part of the city. I took off and started flying with my eyes still closed, allowing my senses be the one’s guiding me.
“Jonny? What happened to you?” I was kneeling next to him. He looked pretty bad. He had several deep scratches across his chest. I didn’t know what to do with him. I was just about to carry him when unexpectedly something hit me across my face and sent me flying some feet away. As I was recovering from the shock I was grabbed by the neck and lifted up from the ground and thrown against the wall. I found myself with a dark red snarling face. He had sharp fangs like a vampires, and his eyelids seemed like they were sown shut. I was pinned against the wall. I managed to move my hand and hit him on his throat. While he was coughing I took the advantage to lay him a few good hits on his ribs and then elbowed his spine. He was down on the ground and I reached for a pipe nearby and hit his head a couple time. I called him a repulsive critter and ran towards Jonny. I carried him in my arms and flew off as fast and far away as I could. He didn’t look good at all. He needed a doctor. I knew exactly where Doctor Simons lived so I flew to his house and landed on his roof. Not so lightly that it sounded like a huge thud. I heard Dr. Simons cussing as he opened the door. I dropped down to the ground in front of his doorstep. I believe I gave him freight when he saw me.
“Charles! What in tarnations are you doing here at this hour!!” He gave me a quick look and had realized I was covered in blood. “Oh my god, you are hurt?!”
“No it’s my friend. I’ll bring him down.” I told him. I flew back to the rooftop to get Jonny. Dr. Simons had the door open already for me, and I laid him down on the floor.
“Shit, that looks bad!” The Dr. was in shock.
“I know. What do we do?” I asked him.
“I’m going to call Dr. Garcia, I’ve been in contact with him some bit. He did warn me about things like this happening. We will be needing blood.”
I nodded and asked, “Where is it?”
“The blood bank. They tend to ask a lot of questions, and we can’t waste much time. I can’t take him to a hospital...”
“I can get in without being seen.” I told him
“Good then. He is blood type A+, and hurry.”
I nodded. I didn’t waste any time. I wasn’t entirely sure where the blood bank was located, but I had seen it a few times before. Luckily I had no trouble in finding it. I made myself invisible and started thinking of a way to get in. I needed to create a distraction. There were some guards at the entrance
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“Back. Here.” I handed him the bags of blood I had taken.
“Thanks, get me a new syringe. I have it in case over there.”
I went where he had directed me. I found it and handed it over to him. I saw him taking the needle and sticking it into a tube and on the other end of the tube there was another needle and it was stuck into Jonny’s vein. Jonny was already patched up and having blood getting into his system. Doctor Simons said he’d be all right and for me not to worry so much. He recommended that he should stay with him tonight. Then he noted I had a cut on my arm and offered to patch it up. I was glad to hear when he told me that we healed much faster than the average human, and it be rare that we get scared up. I knew Jonny was in good hand, and I had found the right doctor for myself.

I hadn’t heard from Jonny in two days already. It had me a bit worried, but I knew he was in good hands. It had seemed like Dr. Simons and Dr. Garcia would be teaming up.
I had been having weird nightmares, and I couldn’t remember what they were about once I woke up. I had so many questions for Jonny, but he was not available. Those Demons he had talked about, were they the same one’s that attacked him? They were pretty strong. There had to be more than one to hurt Jonny that bad. Maybe I should do some research about all this. Miley had mentioned more than once that she’d seen several books talking about our kind among other things.

I decided to head over to Miley’s house, and her father was the one who answered the door.
“It is good to see you again Charles.” He had extended his hand for me to shake.
“Same here.” I looked at his hand and smiled, “Sir before we shake hands, may I please use your bathroom? You really don’t want to go shaking my hand yet.” He looked down at my hand and chuckled. “I don’t even want to know, come in.” I laughed headed straight to the bathroom to wash my hands. I still haven’t nailed down how to control the whole getting sucked into people memories. Sometimes it would work, but I wasn’t in the mood for trying. Lately with Miley, I haven’t had that problem at all when we’ve been holding hands, funny that until now I had noticed. By thoughts were interrupted my Mileys father.
“So Charles, I have been meaning to ask you something.”
“What is that?”
“Next week I am having a dinner with a group of colleges, and I’d love you to be there.”
“Sounds great. Where’s Miley?” I asked him.
“She’s sleeping I think, but you can go ahead and wake her up. It’s about time she wakes up.”
“Ok thank you.”
I walked into her bedroom and closed the door behind me. I watched her sleeping and thought how adorable she looked right there sleeping. I kneeled down beside her bed and continued watching her for some time. It didn’t take long till she started to wake up slowly opening her eyes. She smiled smoothly and as she stretched she slid her hands across my face.
“Hey handsome.” Her voice was husky and sweet. I could feel my insides tighten.
“Hey beautiful.” I smiled back at her and played with her hair. “My sleeping beauty.” I kissed her cheek. She frowned a little.
“I must look hideous with a sleepy face.”
“No, you are a whole lot more irresistible to me.”
“That’s a good thing right?” She took my face in her hands and pulled me closer to her to slowly brush her lips against mine and smiled.
“Mmhmm…it is a good thing, but I didn’t come here to fall over your enchantment.”
“My enchantment?”
“Yes, your voice, your looks…they are like a spell over me.”
She digged her fingers through my hair and kissed me deeply. My thoughts had vanished, all my thoughts where just Miley. I managed to get on the bed, kiss her back with the same intensity she was doing it. I could feel her under me, her hands curled up on my shirt. I felt my head spin. I wanted to feel more. My hands were already down on her waist, and slowly I moved one down her leg. Her hand reached mine; she kissed my neck. It was like paradise. My breath was heavier and my heart felt like it was about to burst. I kissed her tanned neck, her hair was blonde and I whispered in her ear…”Amberly.” I felt her go still in my arms, her touch on me was cold. I looked down at her. Her skin wasn't tanned, it was pale, lack of sun. Her Hair was pretty close to black. Who the hell was that name I had said. I felt Miley push me aside.
“Who’s she?”
“I don’t know.”
“Obviously you know her.”
“Well I don’t remember. Jonny did warn me I’d be getting flashes.”
“Yeah I’ll say…” She flipped her hair, “Who knew it be while kissing me.”
“Miley, I’m sorry.”
“I know it’s not your fault.”
“Ok, but do you have to distance yourself like this?” I reached out to take her hand in mine, but she pulled it away and got up from her bed.
“So you said you came for something else?”
“Miley…”
“Charles, I don't want to talk about it right now. Just pretend it didn’t happen ok?”
I nodded and asked her about the books I needed to check. She had some of them on her bookshelf. She walked towards it and handed me some of the books I could possibly find useful, then she sat at the corner of the bed with her back facing me and started brushing her hair.
“You are upset aren’t you?”
“No why should I? It’s not your fault.”
“Then why this behavior?”
“Even though it wasn’t your fault it still didn't feel nice, and maybe I am overreacting and being childish. But it hurts, and I don’t know. Just the fact that you had something with someone before just brings me feeling jealous I guess.”
“Miley…”
“No don’t Miley me, please/ I bet she was wonderful wasn’t she?”
“How am I suppose to remember? Plus that doesn’t matter. I have you.”
“Yes, right now you do, but you are after your past. What if you find her Charles? Then what?”
“Damn it Miley!”
“Don’t you say that to me. Out, take the books.”
“I’m sorry ok.”

I tried hugging her. At first she struggled but eventually hugged me back. I kissed her softly.
“Charles, it’s silly, but I’m falling in love with you so fast. I’m scared to lose you.”
I wasn’t sure what to tell her but only kiss her again and tell her that everything would be alright. Soon right after that I left, so I could start reading the books.

I was already by the third book reading. So far nothing entirely new, perhaps a thing or two about reading blood brothers minds and seeing through their eyes, but everything else had been what Jonny had mentioned already.
“That’s pretty neat right?” I looked up and I saw it was Jonny leaning against the wall looking healthy and strong once again.
“Back from the dead I see.”
“Yes, we could more or less say that. I feel like my old self.”
“That’s good. So you can read my thoughts?”
“You mean like how the book describes?”
“Yeah.”
“The writer is an Angel of the Dark.”
“Really?”
“Yes.” He sounded a bit disapproving.
“That’s cool.”
“And dangerous.”
“Why?”
“Someone who’s smart enough could find out the truth, they could use it to track us down as an obsession of some sort. In the end, it’s not good.”
“Oh.” I nodded, “You know two days ago I ad a flash.”
“I know, ignore it.”
“That's the thing, it umm happened while…Wait you know?” This was still hard getting used to.
“Charles, you know exactly what I think about it all.”
“Yeah ok, well then talk to me about the other night. When you got hurt.”
He sat down on the couch and started to tell me what had happened. He said he was doing what he always did, talk to whoever that was on the breach to suicide. He told me how he had everything under control, but later was interrupted by the Demons. They were always around from the start but they started attacking him. He reminded me why it was important for them to succeed to convince the people to kill themselves since the first years for an Angel of the Dark are vulnerable. He told me that soon I would have to put myself out there to save others, and by not doing so I will start to feel the effects taking its toll on me.
“Why are you so against looking into the past?”
“Sometimes it’s just easier no to deal with it and let it be.”
“How does that work if I keep getting these flashes?”
“Just ignore them, don’t make much of an importance out of them.”
“But you know your past, you know what happened to you. Why can’t I?”
“Fine do as you wish. I just wanted to spare you from all the heartache, but then again maybe it will be unavoidable.”
“In one of the books, they talk about a prophecy. What do you know about it?”
“It talks about the apocalypse. There’s one Angel of the Dark, apparently…there’s lots of theories but it’s all about one who either saves us, or doom us all. I myself am not too sure of how it goes, most likely its not even true, and even if it were we would be talking about millennium years ahead.”
I nodded my head, and decided to change the subject. “Jonny, why don’t you enjoy life anymore?” He sighed and looked away.
“If you have lived as long as I have…lost as much as I have…sometimes remaining cold and distant is the best medicine.”
We both stayed I silence for a while, and then we decided to order for some food. We ate silently until I decided to break the silence. I started to tell him about how I needed a T.V and a DVD player. Suddenly it was like I had unleashed something out of him. He started talking about how I should forget about the DVD and get myself a PS3 and check out some pretty cool games, and if I wanted to watch movies it was no problem I could even hear music and surf the web. Well that was a relief I thought to myself. He at least had some sort of fun in his life apparently. I couldn’t help myself but stare at him in disbelief after some time while he continued to babble on.
“What’s the matter?”
“Oh nothing, just that for a moment I felt like I was talking to a thirteen year old or something.”
“Sorry.”
“Wait, hold on a second, did you actually say sorry to me? That’s a first.” I looked at him in amazement. He grabbed a small pillow from the couch and smacked me with it. As if it were pure instinct I grabbed a pillow myself and yelled out, “PILLOW FIGHT!!” and just a matter of seconds later it seemed like a third pillow joined us, and a fourth. I turned to see and saw it was Lisa and Will. I saw Jonny laughing and smiling for the first time since I’ve met him. Unexpectedly Lisa just went off flying in the air from a pillow that Jonny had hit her with. Luckily she landed safely on my bed. I ran up to her laughing, “Lisa are you ok?” I had to ask, just in case. Seemed like she was having a ball. She was laughing so hard she barely could answer me back. I turned to see Jonny who just shrugged his shoulders, and from behind Will smacked me. By the time I turned to whack him back he ducked down and pushed me. I landed on the ground, when Will got up Jonny was already next to him and smacked him with the pillow which pretty much exploded and feathers were just about all over the place. “Guess it’s game over.” Jonny said looking at his dead pillow. “I agree.” I told him. “Oh hell no, just because your pillow went bye-bye it’s game over?” Will had attacked Jonny and so did his pillow go dead once it made contact. We where all laughing especially when there was a feather in Will’s mouth. We headed towards the kitchen to get ourselves a few drinks.
“You didn’t tell me you had a brother Charles.” Lisa was sitting on a stool right next to Jonny looking a bit too friendly hugging his arm. I rolled my eyes at her, “He isn’t my brother.” I told her flatly. “Nonsense Charles!” Jonny boomed out then pretend to put a sad face, “Yes Lisa, even though he chooses to disinherit me, I am still his brother who loves him.” Lisa giggled and tapped his arm, “You do seem the type that can get on his nerves right?” Jonny sighed, “Yes I suppose.”
“Dude! I just can’t get it out of my head, it was amazing how Lisa just went flying!” Will seemed pretty hyper and couldn’t help noticing hoe he was scratching his nose constantly. I decided it was time to change the subject. To explain how Jonny managed to have Lisa flying off, was something that just shouldn’t be discussed period. “So what brought you two here earlier?” I asked both Will and Lisa. “There’s this art gallery presentation and I thought maybe you would like to come along and see it.” Lisa told me. “When is it?” I asked her. “It’s tonight and tomorrow.” Lisa looked at Jonny, “You are more than welcome to come.” She smiled at him, he didn’t seem entirely pleased with the idea. Before he backed down I decided to say something, “So what do you say? Brother?” Lisa looked at him with a puppy eyed expression and Will tried being a bit persuasive. “What can I say? Does it even seem like I have a choice?” Jonny finally said. Lisa yelped and squeezed her arm around Jonny’s. “Ok let’s go.” She said enthusiastically.

This must have been the first time I’d seen Jonny actually interacting with people and he didn't even look odd while doing so. He managed to blend in so perfectly. It was amazing how he seemed to make it look as he did this all the time. Seemed like Lisa had a tight hold on him.
As I walked around moving from one painting to another, and from another sculpture to more other art work pieces until I found myself observing one in particular. It looked oddly familiar, noticed that there were several others alike. Then there was one painting that completely got my attention. It was dark, and there was a resemblance to an angel that looked a lot like me while I was in my true form. I was staring at it for quite a while and hadn’t noticed that Will had crept up behind me.
“Interesting isn’t it?”
“Yes very.”
“I know the artist. She’s somewhere around here. If you’d like I could present her to you.”
“That would be cool.”
Will left for a bit and I kept on observing the art around. The angel paintings seemed to be one of her most recent art pieces along with a sculpture that was just a fist and had chains around it’s wrist. There was also a painting that had several faces like of my kind and in the center of it all there was a lonely little girl. Will was back already with a young woman who was wearing a very loose white pants and a black blouse along with a white vest, a tie and a hat that matched her outfit. She wasn’t any older than twenty-five I guessed. She beamed a smile at me and extended her hand out.
“Hi Charles I’m Alessandra Knight.”
I didn’t want to seem rude and thought twice before giving her my hand. Bad move…

“Why are you always like this Emilia?”
“I’m your mother, don’t you call me like that.”
“What ever, I stopped calling you mother long time ago. What difference would it make if I start calling you like that again?”
“You ungrateful child.”
“What ever you want to say MOTHER.”

She sat in a dark corner looking at a picture frame with tears slowly streaming down her cheek. I could not see who she was looking at there but she seemed hurt and missing the person that was there.



Back to reality, and no surprise, this time I might not have fallen down on my knees but you could totally tell I spaced out big time.
“Dude, are you ok? Must be your sugar again. Come let’s get you to sit down.” Will was holding me by my arm and took me to sit down. He told me he was going to get me some punch and left me alone with Alessandra.
“Have we met before?”
“I wish I could say yes, but no, sorry.”
“Are you feeling better?”
“Yeah, thank you. I’m sorry if I spooked you out. It happens every now and then.”
“That’s alright.”

Will was back with my punch, I took it and drained it down.
“Thanks man.”
“No problem bro. Brenda just got here, you ok staying with Alessandra?”
Alessandra punched Will’s arm, “Hey you make it sound like I was bad company or something.” Will laughed at her, “No not bad company just weird one.” He joked. Alessandra pouted then laughed along with Will.
“It’s alright, I’m weird myself.” I told them both and Will looked at me, “That's very true. You guys will just get along fine.” He said and left. When I saw Will embrace Brenda, it made me think how much I missed Miley…
“So you are new in town?”
“Excuse me?” I had spaced out.
“Are you new in town?”
“No I’ve been here forever.”
“I like your work and I couldn’t help noticing your angels, they do seem a bit dark.”
“Now that’s you putting it nicely, some would actually consider it demonic.
“Really?”
“Yes.”
“Nah, I say the paintings are just being misunderstood.”
“I believe so.”
“So what made you do them?”
“I don’t know. It’s quite silly really.”
“What is?”
“Just that I’ve been seeing them in my sleep. Sometimes during the day, in the streets…It’s just crazy.”
“Sounds crazy…But makes you create pretty neat work.”

We both smiled. The conversation seemed to move along smooth and easy. We laughed quiete a bit