The Girl With Broken Wings

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Summary

Phoenix is my real name, no one knows that. No one ever needs to know because if they do... Then they already know too much Phoenix has lived more than 3 lives, she died, she lived and she fell. She changes her name each time she moves to a new city to keep her real identity hidden from The Endarkened who are always trying to find a way to destroy her. She struggles to fight her past that keeps on coming up behind her, even going as far as to live with her. He doesn't know the real danger he was putting her in until she fessed up, only to desperately try to help her escape back to where she came from.... The Blue. The Blue was ravaged by war so bad that it was the reason as to why she had to leave... but not by free will. Will she find a way to get back to her beloved home up in the clouds? Or will she find that there was nothing left worth saving? --------------------------------------- "You know they say that the people with scars on their wrists are just angels who want to go home?" I rolled my eyes at Orion who was being cheesy as usual, "I do want to go home..." I mumbled sadly as I put the tea bag into my oversized mug, I turned to see Orion watching the reporter talk at Hurricane Dorian. "Orion?" "Sup?" "Deimos...? Who was he to me?"

Status
Ongoing
Chapters
22
Rating
5.0 1 review
Age Rating
16+

Prologue

Centuries ago the afterlife was split into three parts;


Gehenna - the realm of the Darkened Angels. You get banished here if you ever hurt another Angel after death.


Heaven - which everyone knows and goes to when they pass from a natural cause or it was their time...

And The Blue - where only a certain “group” or “category” goes to when they die an untimely death.

There were portals to earth centuries ago, before I even made an appearance in the textbooks, and dark angels would come and go as they pleased to wreak havoc on the living. Until they were closed off and that made Angels and their Darkened Brothers t to war for control which ravaged for years and years, I came to The Blue during this time and was forced into battle after my death.

I fought valiantly against the Darkened and was granted a place in the palace alongside the Royal Family and I lived in peace for years... Until another war broke out. A new enemy emerged that had grown inside the palace walls and killed many.

I was forced to flee since I was ambushed in the middle of the night and had my wings sawed off. I was virtually useless without them, so... I threw myself into The Void that was on to edge of The Blue to find myself back on Earth...

But that was back in the 1920′s... it’s the 21 century now and I’ve been forced to stay here ever since. I haven’t aged a day over 21 and have had a pretty... Dangerous life. I’ve been looking for the remnants of my wings for years with no hints and constantly running from Darkened Angels that have found a way to find me.

I am known as The Girl With Broken Wings... But even though my wings are gone, I have found a new purpose on Earth. That is using my ability to see wings of others to get justice around the city I have cooped up in.

Phoenix is my real name, no one knows that. No one ever needs to know because if they do... Then they already know too much.