Grim Reaper
Upon dying, I happily arrived at the place we long for even if we don’t believe it exists. I saw angels cradled in their own wings wafting peacefully in the air. Then, a voice said, “You won’t get your wings until your first kill. You are the next Grim Reaper.”
Killing Fields
~ Petals,
drinking
heaven’s breeze;
wings,
sprouting among weeds.
beauty, born in
earth’s decay,
when death
comes
to the
seed
.
The Heaven’s Wrath
Blood filled the streets.
Ariel looked down at her stained hands, horrified by the very tools she used to bludgeon a sinful mortal.
Black wings sprouted from her back. She then heard the voice of the Seraphim speak to her. “Welcome, sister. You are, at last, one of us.”
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The Kindness in Surrendering to the First Kill - An Angel’s Sacrifice
“Earn your wings, Jenessa. Killing child abductors and murderers is pure mercy on our part,” the Angel whispers.
Shakily, I hold the poison.
I want my wings, the feathery ones or that jewel-studded gossamer pair.
Finding courage, I float from Heaven to kill evil and save someone’s captive little girl.
Wings of Death
You won’t get your wings until your first kill
Won’t learn to fly unless your kill was just
Flightless wings, a mark of weakness
Wings that soar, a weight to the soul
And a gift to cherish
No wings at all, be pure of heart or
Watch your back
“Sacrifice”
Many angels in the past assumed they had to kill someone in order to get their wings. What they failed to realize, was the true meaning behind those words and it led them to a life in purgatory. I earned mine through sacrifice when humanity faced extermination from the demons.
The League Of Angels
My wings unfurl.
I have killed.
I have killed.
I would pray for forgiveness but I am now the guardian angel that is prayed to.
No need to fear when you kill for the lord.
The angels aren’t always the good guys.
I am proof of that.
“You won’t get your wings until your first kill.”
The game master said. His black eye's glinted with cruel glee. "Chose." He glanced at her little brother.
"Him." His glaze slid her boyfreind. "Or him. You can refuse the challenge. But you would die."
"That's not fair." She said.
"All's fair in Love and D & D."
Normal
You won’t get your wings until your first kill. That’s what they said to me when I first fell from heaven. I still have not taken a life. Actually I haven’t done anything remotely bad. I just want to be normal. Earth was the goal always and here I am.
Are we the good guys?
“Why is that case?” Said the new angel.
"Death dealt by us is for the greater good" Said the Archangel.
“Who started this first?”.
“We did, demons copied us getting a pitchfork instead of wings expect they kill for evil.
“Which type of people do we kill?”.
“You’ll see”.