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Evil Angel pt 1

by Loveless and Breathless

“Hold it together, birds of a feather”
                       - Breaking Benjamin

To live in a world of retreat and displeasure I knew too much for a child, for instance, I knew I was cursed, named an untouchable was like a death sentence to our reigion, but what I dare to question is; if god had intended to create men as equals, why, why did we each treat differently?
I watched as the blessed walked, disgusted by our situations, noses in the air, pretending we weren’t there, starving as always.
I looked down at my entwined hands, my skin color was the same as theirs, pale as each one of them and yet they rejected me, us, those they deemed unworthy, and yet I wished to be one of them, to belong..
Feeling eyes fall before me, I looked up, meeting eyes with one of the blessed’s children, a young man with eyes the color of a blue morpho’s wings.
“Come along *Badal” 
The blue eyes blinked, the warmth that escaped from them reach to mine, my stomach growled as I turned red.
The angelic features smiled towards me, ink black hair flowing as the wind picked up, he waved goodbye before turning towards a frowning beautiful woman dressed in a color cloth.
The boy ran to the disapproving woman as he entered the long, black car behind her.
I watching as the car road away feeling those same eyes look back at me, changing direction as the car headed towards the city.
I felt someone nudge at my sides, turning towards it I found my elder brother smiling a wise smile at me.
“Neh, little sister, have you fallen for the blessed?” He said teasingly.
I felt myself turn red immediately. “H-how dare you! Never would I fall a blessed, never!”
**Cielo merely laughed, “Now, now , calm down before you loose your head” 
I quieted down, embarassed more about how I’d yelled than of how I reacted and to my brother no less!
What had that blessed done to me?
Hearing the graceful movement I knew too well I looked up, watching as the black cloak covering well toned muscles picked up the sand from beneath it, brushing it off briskly with gloves palms before offering to help me up.
I smiled at the tanned, scarred face of my brother as brown straight hair covered his all knowing eyes, grabbing onto the hand I managed to lift myself up without much of his help.
I looked down at my left leg, the wound above my knee still visible from the actions he and I had taken from a week ago.
I sighed, it still hurt like hell.
“Can you walk ***Anemone?” Cielo asked from beside me.
I nodded, grasping blindly for my board that resting against the wall behind me, I faced my brother with a grin on my face.
“Let’s go ****Charaka-anuja, to the city of Arian!”

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Yay! my first non-yaoi, non-angst, non-drama written story in my entire 13 years! well 14 now but w/e
So, you like? you hate? what? Tell me!
*Badal: Cloud
**Cielo:Sky
***Anemone:Wind
****Charaka:Wanderer, Anuja:Little sister (in this case it means little sister)
The meaning of the names will mean a great deal through out the story.

          UNJUST WORLD
                                   
                                                    By Loveless & Breathless (Subaku_no_Hina)

In the simple end you know nothing of me, you look directly at me yet you see nothing but this sadden person who’s cried so much that no longer has tears to shed, to see that misery you try to ignore me and walk away, but don’t you see the worst mistake you’ve made?

You chose to ignore me as I slowly fall into the unjust world, to see me swallowed slowly by people’s greed and watch as I’m spit out.

No, because just like them, you chose to see what they want to you to see.

So you walk and never look back, the next day you walk in the same path but this time you won’t see me, this time my eyes are closed, my heart beat silent.

You gasp in horror and you know what you’ve done, you know what you could’ve done, and yet you stand there hopeless and paralyzed.

This is the mistake you’ve done, and something you will never repeat, but is this how you’ve chosen to learn when you know what you should’ve done.

I’ll see you on the other end, with the waiting death, I’ll wait, like I always have.

Like the crow waits for the dead I will wait.