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This is a story that i wrote years ago with a friend. We had written it together over the internet and then when we had finished we wrote more. for about three years we wrote a bunch of stories all in a series kinda way and since then we have kinda forgot about them. i found them the other day in cleaning and i have decided i would rewrite them. they were, at the time fanfictions and so now i have changed the names and some of the plot and i will be posting them here. they were short but, knowing me, they will be quite long when i am finished. so here is the first story, Once it was called Fallen Angel, now i am calling it Angels Awakening.

Chapter 2: A Whole New World.

Hope opened her eyes slowly. The darkness around her was blurred but there was a brightness on the horizon that seemed to warm her skin and bring her back from the land of sleep. She stood up finally from where she lay. The ground has been soft and subtle but it was not her bed. It was just land, rich, soft and warm. The land has a red tinge to it but that was all that she could see. She looked around herself with delight and yet a sense that something was very different. This was not the place she had come from, the busy city scape that she was used to, but a new, bare plain that seemed to be lifeless and yet it breathed in a way that she knew there was to be life.
“What a beautiful sky,” she thought as she walked on. “But why does everything seem so strange and yet so very new?” she asked herself as she went on.
The scene before her was a barren one. There were no trees, no rocks, nothing at all but land and sky. The sky didn’t even seem real as she looked at it. It was very different there was something missing. There was light in the sky but no clouds, or sun or anything that made it the sky she knew, but she could tell that it was the sky because it was separated from the land.
With a sudden chill she looked on at the surroundings. There was a strange red hue to everything all around her. The earth was red and the sky was red, but not like fire. There was a sinisterness in the look of everything around her and she didn’t know how she got there. If only she would find a plant or a rock, anything to take away from the redness that was everywhere.
Hope walked on slowly clutching her book bag and wishing she knew where she was. She did not know how she got there or how she was to leave. It was so different from anything she had ever seen and yet there was something about this place. There wasn’t anything in it but herself. Not a sound could be heard, no birds, or cars, the silence was defining. Hope wanted to scream at the top of her lungs, just to break the silence, but for some reason she knew no one would hear her.
Her mind began to play tricks on her. She thought she saw things out of the corner of her eye and when she turned there was nothing but endless land. She spun in a circle till she had seen all around her but nothing. She ran, as fast as her legs could carry her, but she didn’t seem to move. Nothing changed, everything was the same, all over. She was stuck, out of breath and frightened in a place she did not know. Panic set in and she fell to her knees and sobbed.
When she finally caught her breath she looked up to see the sky was swirling in front of her. The white and red swirl seemed to narrow in the middle. Hope could see a very dark figure step out of the swirling sky and begin to walk toward her. The sky continued to swirl behind the being. A little uneasy, she stood up as the thing came closer. It was a person, but it didn’t look normal. As it came closer Hope noticed it was dressed all in black, from head to toe. As he approached her, Hope could hear a faint humming that followed him as a wind swept around them. The wind and the swirling sky became very violent as the being stopped just before her.
“Who...are you...?” Hope stuttered fearfully.
Without a word, the being reached out gently and placed on finger over her mouth. She inhaled a fearful breath as the being walked in a circle around her. The sky started to swirl even more violently all around her head, as the red and white turned into a fiery orange and yellow. The being grabbed Hope’s hand and threw her bag to the ground. She watched in horror as the contents of her bag spilled out and the wind caught the sheets of her sketch book. A cyclone appeared in the distance and raced toward the two figures. As the wind grew the pages of her book were flung more violently around. They tore from the rings that bound them together and the sheets flew all around her. Suddenly the being reached out in the racing winds and plucked from the air a sheet of the paper and handed it back to Hope. She looked at it, horror struck because on the page was the image of the being before her. It was a portrait she had just finished and had entitled The Fallen One. She stepped back in horror as she looked at the figure before her. It was her creation, the creature she had imagined to be the root of all evil, it was her hell angel. He stood before her and stared menacingly.
Hope gasped as he moved suddenly and grabbed her around the waist. Her eyes filled with tears as the cyclone of wind and the firey sky fell upon her and the evil being.
“you made me,” he whispered into her ear and felt a burning sensation as the fallen one kissed her on the cheek. In her despair, a bright blue tear fell from her eye. The beast jumped back in fear and pain as he noticed Hope had begun to glow. A radiant white light erupted from all around her in a shocking brilliance that pushed the wind and the sky away from her and left her standing on calm, solid soil.
“And so it is true,” the beast growled, “you are one of them,” it hissed.
“I don’t know what you are talking about,” Hope whispered fearfully.
The beast’s eyes burned red as he pounced at her and grabbed her around the neck. Hope let out a piercing scream but could not free herself from the burning grip of the monster.
“I, the lord, will wipe out your race and rule!” he said to her as his grip became tighter.
“Hey! Leave her alone!” the two heard a woman’s voice in the distance.
The evil being disappeared as Hope fell to her knees gasping for air.
“Are you ok?” a young blonde woman asked as she ran to Hope and helped her up.
A soothing feeling passed over Hope’s body as this woman touched her. It was a cool sensation that was a welcome relief to the burning and airless situation she was in. It calmed her down and her breath returned to her. The woman’s eyes sparkled with concern but kindness radiated in her face. Hope could not help but smile as the girl helped her to her feet and looked, with her big blue eyes, at the mess that was around them.
“Are you going to be ok?” the blonde asked again.
“Yes, I think so. Thank you for coming to my rescue,” Hope said
“Don’t worry about it. Something inside me told me I had to,” The girl said, “besides it seems we are alone here and we’ll have to stick together if that thing comes back.”
“But who are you and how did you get here?” Hope asked.
“Oh my name is Ella,” the girl said and shook Hope’s hand, “and I guess I got here the same way you did. How did you get here?”
“I don’t know,” Hope answered.
“Neither do I,” Ella said as she looked around, “and I don’t suppose there is any way out of here now. We’d better stick together and try and figure something out.”
“Alright,” Hope said timidly and followed as Ella gathered the sheet of the destroyed sketch book and handed then back to Hope.
“Who was that guy?” Ella asked as she looked up into the taller girls face.
“I’m not quite sure,” Hope said as she looked through the remains of her sketch book.
“But that’s the guy!” Ella exclaimed as she saw the picture.
“Yes, I suppose it is,” Hope said as she stood staring at the drawing.
“Did you draw that?” Ella asked as she shivered.
“Yes,” Hope answered.
“Then you created your own attacker,” Ella said.
“I...I guess I did...but I didn’t mean to,” Hope said as she pushed the destroyed sketch book back into her disemboweled book bag and touched her cheek where he had kissed her. She winced and removed her hand as the burning sensation returned.
“Are you ok?” Ella cried as she saw the mark grow red on Hope’s face.
“I’m fine,” Hope said as she sucked on her burnt fingers to sooth them, “I can take care of myself.”
“Oh ok, fine,” Ella scoffed, “but I don’t think you looked like you were taking care of yourself a minute ago when he was trying to kill you. What was he saying to you?” she asked.
“I don’t totally recall. I was so scared and it all happened so fast but what I do remember was he said that he was going to ‘wipe out my race and rule’. Do you understand any of that?” Hope asked as she looked at Ella.
“Well,” Ella said as she looked strangely at Hope, “this is all very familiar in a way, but I don’t want to jump to any conclusions. Let me ask you one thing, and please don’t be offended.”
“Ok,” Hope said as she stared at Ella.
“Are you a religious person at all, whoever you are?” Ella asked.
“Oh I am sorry, my name is Hope, and I suppose I am religious although I don’t really know what it is to be religious,” Hope said with a timid smile, “I believe in God if that is what you mean.”
“Good,” Ella said.
“But what does that have to do with anything,” Hope asked.
“Well, judging by where we are and what just happened, out faith is all we have to protect us from that thing,” Ella said, “I mean he seemed pretty taken by you and he may come back to try and finish you off. I think I will come with you where ever it is you are going. There is strength in numbers you know and well I have a guitar and a book bag we could use as a weapon if we need too, although I would be devastated to destroy my guitar.”
“Alright, if you insist,” Hope said with a little giggle and a smile, “I guess we could both use the company anyway.”
The two girls looked at each other and laughed. This was a strange thing for Hope to open up to a stranger, but for some reason it felt perfectly normally, like she had known this kind hearted girl all her life. They both felt safe and they noticed that the sky had stopped swirling and returned to its original state.
Little did they know that they were being watched by the fallen one himself. His deep blue-green eyes watched and studied them carefully. As he watched them, he thought about his encounter. It aroused something deep within him. A hatred grew from deep down in him and bubbled up. It was about to begin, once again all would be snatched away from him if he didn’t act quickly. He placed his hand over his heart and closed his eyes, formulating a plan. “Their kind is pure,” he thought aloud, “if they become united with the others I do not stand a chance, but if I can corrupt these two now and before they know what they are, I may be able to use them to my advantage. Beings with those powers may prove useful to us,” the fallen angel smiled deviously and ordered one of his servants to bring him a scroll, on which were written dark and evil prophesies.