Emmevine
My father was a soldier... of God. Years ago, he was assumed dead. My mother was pregnant then and needed someone to care for her so my dad faked his own death. That was sixteen years ago. I was eight when he died protecting us. I will never forget that night. The lights flickered in the house and the ground rumbled. It was 10:30 at night and I got out of bed, too afraid to sleep. I rubbed my eye.
"Daddy?" I asked. "What's going on?"
"It's nothing, Emme." he told me. "Go back to bed."
But I knew it was a lie. I had never seen his angel blade before that night and mom seemed scared out of her mind. That's when it happened. Three angels showed up. One attacked mom while the others teamed up against my dad. Once they finished, they turned to me. One approached but I fleed before he could kill me. That night was the last night I ever went by Emmevine.
