The Light Side Of Dark

Ch. 1

Loves a funny thing.

An angel named Azerial seems to believe that fact, being on earth for so long he has seen many things he would think to be quite silly. Like paying fifty dollars for one single shirt, for example, or dressing very nice with boots and big hoop earrings just to go to a store to buy a cd then come simply back home. Being with Samera for nineteen years he has seen these things and wondered, why? Azerial is a Guardian Angel and Samera is the girl he was assigned to when she were born, he is to keep eye over her until her death day.

Azerial also likes to go shopping with her, he loves to wear white and bright colors plus baby blue is his favorite color. Blue is also the color of his eyes, he also has spiked blond hair that is always messy. He isn’t very tall but he isn’t very short either, but he doesn’t care about his appearance, he believes everyone has beauty in there own way.

Of all the silly things in the world he believes that love is the silliest one of them all. Samera has pictures of a boy posted all over her room with tiny red hearts mostly of them say I love you. He finds this kind of odd, he loves animals and flowers but he doesn’t post them all over the place. Samera calls him her boyfriend. Curious about this whole boyfriend/girlfriend sort he went to the city library to check out a book being that he loves to read.

Instead he found a book entitled, I Love You Always. Well the word 'love' was on the cover so it had to be something about girlfriends and boyfriends. He read that book for days on end hardly ever sitting it down, it was about a young girl and a young boy that fell in love and did all kinds of nice things together such as going to a picnic near a lake with many flowers and trees. And then eventually getting married and having a baby. Azerial thought this idea was all fine and well and decided he wanted a girlfriend so he could do nice stuff like this with.

***

"You want a girlfriend? Why?"

It was a warm spring day, early Saturday morning and Azerial was sitting in the local park with his good friend Loki playing checkers on a stone table with benches.

"I just thought it would be nice, I read this book I found and it was very sweet," Azerial said moving a red checker piece and hopped it over three of his opponent’s checkers.

"Well you know how it is down here, you should hear some of the stories Gaberial tells," Loki said staring at the board thinking of a next move.

"Gaberial? Isn’t his job to get all the humans together and married and such?"

"Yep. He says it’s getting harder and harder, everyone wants to cheat on everyone. And kill their wife’s and everything, its horrible." Loki said finally making eye contact.

"Well I would never do that,"

"Of course, you wouldn’t. But were angels we couldn’t possibly think of doing that."

"Even though I would like to lock the gates on Hope at times."

"I know he drives me loony."

A nice game of checkers would always make anyone lose contact with the outside world and just be in trance for a good while, as Azerial and Loki played on they didn’t seem to notice a girl seem to be flying towards them at a fast rate holding a skateboard. Before you knew it she fell against the stone table knocking all checkers off the board.

"Oh dear, are you ok?" Azerial asked getting off his seat to help her up off the ground.

"Yah, I'm fine! Just didn’t watch where I was going." The girl said dusting the dirt off her purple shirt.

"Your not hurt or anything?"

"No sir! I’m good, I'm a tough girl."

"Well here’s your skateboard," Azerial said picking up the skateboard of the ground.

"Oh that’s not mine," she said taking it.

"What do you mean?"

"I stole it," She said looking around breathing deeply.

But before Azerial would get a word out she opened her mouth again, replied "Opps! Gotta go!" And she ran off more quickly than she arrived. Azerial was speechless as she ran off down the street past a couple of trees and saw three or more police chasing right behind her. He had no idea what to think of what just happened, he had heard of people stealing but she seemed she was having a good time with it, running from the cops and so on.

"What a strange girl," Loki said, as he just regained his speaking ability.

"Very strange, but she was pretty."

"Pretty!" Loki said shocked. "If you like that kind of thing," he sniffed his nose and started to pick up the checker pieces.

***

The mystery girl was indeed pretty, as Loki said if you like that sort of thing. She had black long hair that lied to the back of her shoulder blades, light blue green eyes, a very elegant face and a tiny body. She had a purple shirt on with a sword on fire and wore baggy black jeans, he thought she looked nice. She had to be one of the prettiest girls he had ever seen, he even felt a weird rumble in his stomach when he thought of her. He remembered this feeling, he had read about it in his book it was the essence of having butterfly’s in your stomach, and that’s how it felt. He wondered how those got there.

As faith would have it one day while Azerial was in his angel form following around Samera he saw her. The beautiful girl with the stolen skateboard, she no longer had it though, they were in same clothes store together and the young girl was trying on black leather boots. They seemed to have chains and buckles on them. They looked nice on her.

Then he noticed Samera walk up to the girl and hug her, what is going on? He thought.

"Hey woman what’s going on?" the girl said as she let go of the hug.

"Nothing just shopping, just wanted to see what you were into."

"Buying some boots for this concert tonight, wanna go?"

"Na, I’m not into that music you like, but I got to go Fabel, bye!"

"Later."

Azerial thought he was back on a cloud, floating among the stars, her name was, "Fabel."

Being an angel is very useful, when you have your daily work you can change to your angel form, to where you’re invisible and you have your wings so it doesn’t take long to travel and you have your powers. He could make people have a better day by helping them out with something like make flowers grow, anything really. And then when his daily work was finished he could turn into human form, where he looked just like everyone else. He has talked to Samera many times like this, he finds her interesting and funny, he’s glad to be her guardian angel.

Being that it was the end of the day he decided to find this 'concert' and find her and maybe have a lovely chat and become friends. He had heard though talk there were always concerts at this old brick building across from the movie theater in town. So he grew out his wings and flew over to the other side of town to hear very loud music and saw many people in a crowd out the doors. He flew down to the back of the building, drew his wings in and walked around to the front doors.

There she was. All beautiful and wonderful, wearing a red dress with black boots, she was with a later large group of people and decided to watch until she was on her own he didn’t want to interrupt them, it would be rude. As he stood there he felt more and more out of place, most of these people had piercings and tattoos. Even though they were quite beautiful just like Fabel, time came as she walked inside and walked after her, she was finally alone.

"Got your ticket man?" said a very large male at the door.

"Ticket?"

"Oh you're paying the front price then, seven dollars."

"Of course," he said confused and pulled a ten dollar bill out and handed it to the man.

"I'll get your change hang on," he said turning around to a bottle filled with dollars.

"No that’s ok you can keep it,"

The man looked strangely at him, smiled and replied, "Hey thanks go on in."

"Thank you," he said and walked in the door.

Now I got to find her, he thought walking around the huge building.

There were stands selling pop and candy, many were selling shirts and cds. Then he saw her behind a table sitting listening to a cd player with headphones. He decided to walk up to her and say hello.

But wait what am I going to say?

"Hey you! Kid!" He turned quickly to his right and it was the girl, standing by her stand staring right at him.

"Me?"

"No that elephant behind you! Yah you! Come here!" she shouted over all the music.

He walked slowly over to her table noticing all the shirts, pins, and cds lying about. "Yes?"

"You’re the checker player in the park weren’t you?"

"Yes I am."

"I’m that wild chick who stole the skateboard, remember me?"

"Yes I do."

"Well that’s awesome, you going to listen to my band when I'm up?"

"You have a band?" Azerial asked amazed.

"Of course, I sing, we're called Hit N Run, Killer huh?"

"Well that’s not a nice name," he said looking at a shirt with a gun on it with blood spurts.

"Ha. I like you. You tell it like it is, even if it’s not cool or not."

"Thank you, I like you too."

"There’s something about you, your essence."

Could she tell he was an angel? He never met anyone who could even take a guess of him probably, maybe being an angel. She had to be something other than a human, maybe she was an angel too?

"My... My essence?"

"Yessss..." she hissed as if she were a snake in disguise.”It is very odd."

"Well... I’ve... I’ve got to go. It... Was nice seeing you," he uttered breathlessly between clenched teeth.

"Wait doesn’t go!" cried Fabel as he ran off in a hurry.

As a fit of cool breeze blew his scent and ran by her face and as she breathed in deeply and closed her eyes she whispered, "Angel."

**
Now, Azerial couldn’t think of any other way that experience could have got any worse; she sure didn’t look like any angel I have ever seen. He thought as he sat high above the beautiful Catholic Church on 5th street, his wings at his side. He sat and pondered and pondered and pondered some more trying to think of any logical explanation, maybe she wasn’t even talking about his angel ora, maybe something else? Such as him feeling out of place, and been drawn to a new place he thought he would ever dwell.

Days passed as more and more flowers bloomed along parks and school yards, and Azerial was to be found in the local rose garden talking to the flowers.

"Promise me you won’t tell Mother Nature about this, she tends to get testy when we mess in her work." Azerial whispered to a white rose as it bloomed beautifully into a full rose.

"Hey. Angel."

That was all it took for the angel to stop dead in his tracks as if he were shot and stood shocked to why would anyone ever do such a thing to a young man just standing around in a garden. He slowly turned around his head facing his newly polished white shoes took a deep breath and raised his head. It was her.

"How..."

"Don’t worry how, all you need to know is you’re on my ground now." Fabel ordered a frightening fierceness in her voice.

"Well I'm quiet sorry if have been on your... ground."

"You need to go back to your nice little cloud and stay there." she said with deliberation, as her fingers picked a red rose and started picking off each petal.

"Who are you?" the angel prompted.

"Don’t you worry," she began as she started walking towards him, "You'll find out soon enough."

As she walked by him they stared into each others eyes for a split second and fire flames flashed at him through hers, this didn’t unnerve him, he just knew all along this was no good. This infliction with the mystery dark girl, there was no way he could ever speak to her again, being that she now seemed very frightening, she was also a demon.

**

hello there! lisablack here, this one also isnt finished either, i have the ending in my mind i just havent had time to write it all up but as soon as i have the time i will everyone! Hope you have a great time reading! xoxoxoxoxo