Author: jessica.branan PM
Sachael was one of the most respected arch angels until the book of life was stolen. The angels sought to destroy Sachael after finding the missing book in his chamber during their quest to find it. He fled heaven and for 500 years, he has walked the earth as a rouge angel, always on the run from the angels that used to be his friends.Rated: Fiction T - English - Supernatural/Romance - Chapters: 2 - Words: 3,584 - Favs: 1 - Published: 07-31-12 - id: 3046517
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Sachael woke up with a start as a loud crashing sound came from one of the few windows of the apartment. He jumped up off the couch bewildered as his eyes found the broken window. Glass littered the wooden floor as an angel he knew as Nathanial, jumped through the window. Sachael clenched his jaw before dashing for his trench coat that hung near the front door and unlocked it quickly just as the angelic soldier came after him. He kicked the man back onto the floor before running out the apartment complex to the sidewalk, pushing humans out of the way as they exchange confused expressions with each other.
Sachael turned sharply onto a crowded street hoping to loose the angelic soldier in the masses of humans. When he got far enough ahead, he turned another corner and into a bakery. The shop owner looked at him strangely as he quickly moved down to an isle of breads and baked goods. He falsely looked over the items as his heart raced in his chest. Did I loose him? Sachael asked himself.
Just as Sachael's heart began to beat normally again, he heard her voice. Soft like velvet and pleasing to the ear. He walked to the edge of the isle cautiously before looking over toward the front of the store. The sight of her pushed the adrenaline filled thoughts of the chase with the angel away, replacing it with a sense of calmness.
Why did this simple human bring him such peace? He had only met her once and their visitation was brief. Should he go say something to her? Sachael frowned slightly to himself. He better not. He couldn't let himself get too close to anyone. Every one he had ever gotten close to ended up hurt or worse, dead because of his actions.
He moved back away from the opening of the isle before lying back against a wall with his eyes closed. There had to be a way out of the store without going through the front.
Sachael opened a white eye a moment later as footsteps stopped in front of him. She was standing in front of him with a questioning look. God she was more beautiful than the last time he had seen her. He could feel his heart rate speed up slightly as he pulled at his trench coat nervously.
"Oh, its you again miss. It's very nice to see you." He said with a soft smile. The girl smiled back as she looked at him with surprise. "It's nice to see you again as well." She took a moment to sniff the air. "It all smells so good. Could you show me the bread that tastes the best? But not so expensive? I'm sure you know what is best here."
Sachael pushed himself up off the wall and used her question about the bread as an excuse to move away as he looked over the multiple brands. "Well I would say this brand right here would be the best." He grabbed a loaf off the shelf after feeling its softness. "It's cheap but it is also good for you."
He looked off to the side and froze as he spotted the angelic soldier staring at him though the window with disbelief. The girl grabbed his hand gently, drawing his attention back to her. "Thank you so much. You're very kind Sachael." She took a moment before letting go of his hand and paid for the bread that he had picked out for her. His heart raced in his chest, looking from the angel to Hael. Her eyes glance to the window before she blinked with surprise." Nathaniel?" She mumbled under her breath but loud enough for him to hear. The angel that had perused him looked at the girl dumbfounded. She knew him? He was invisible to the humans unless.
Sachael moved away from her quickly. He found an emergency exit almost immediately towards the back of the store and was once again on the run as he felt the angel's presence not too far behind him. With a shove the door came open and he ran out into the alley way. He clenched his teeth. It all made sense now; she was an angel like him. She was probably sent to kill him as well but why didn't she attack him? She must have known recognized his name when he told her it so why didn't she even act like she knew him?
Well it was over now. He was several blocks away and he would never see her again. The thought put a small frown on his face. She had been very kind to him. Maybe she didn't know who he was after all but he couldn't take the chance of her finding out.
He stopped and looked around for the angel pursuing him. Where was he to go now? Sachael couldn't go back to his apartment for that is where the angels, if there was more, would expect him to go. He opened his wings as they appeared on his back and took off into the sky as his hands dug through his pockets, pulling out a little cash.
"Fifty five dollars. Enough to get me a room in a hotel for tonight and I can leave in the morning." The idea sounded better in his mind. He made several laps around the city before choosing a cheap hotel on the far side of the city.
Sachael flew down behind the hotel building before looking around cautiously. His wings faded as he pulled his trench coat collar up to hide his face as he walked around to the front of the hotel before going inside.
The interior of the building was small but with its own luxurious touch. The carpet a red satin color with a cozy lounge. The only visible residents of the hotel filled the small couches that made up a miniature sitting area. He walked up to the desk attendant at the front desk with a friendly smile before digging in his pocket for the cash he had pulled out earlier. "I would like a room please ma'am. It's just for one day."
The woman looked through her computer and frowns slightly. "I'm sorry sir but all of our rooms are filled."
Sachael sighed and looked back to the woman. "Please ma'am, I really need a room. I could sleep in the lounge or put me in one of the storage closets. I have more than enough money for one night. I'll pay you ten more."
The woman shook her head with a genuine expression. "I wish I could sir but there is no where we can book you in. My boss would fire me if I were to let you."
Sachael stiffened at the sound of her voice. It was sweet and gentle like the flow of a forest spring. "How the…" His body slowly turned to see Hael standing at the entrance of the hotel. The expression on her face was slightly hurt but happy at the same instance. He forced a small smile on his face as she walked up beside him. . "He can share a room with me, ill pay." She said to the desk attendant before looking back to him. He was about to open his mouth to explain why he had run from the bakery earlier but before he could, she silenced him.
His eyes widened and prayed silently that she was just joking until she displayed a large sum of money. "Hael, I…How are you…Why…"Sachael's words were cut short as she grabbed his rough hands with hers. "I forgive you for running away like you did but you helped me a lot. The least I can do is give you a place to sleep for the night." Hael said softly. Was she going to trap him in her room? What would be waiting for him when he got there? A whole brigade of angels ready to take him back to heaven and punish him for a crime he didn't commit?
The knot in his stomach twisted making the soreness in his muscles resurface. He stiffened as she pulled out her door key and began pulling him to her room. He was ready to fight as she stopped at her room and unlocked the door. Sachael's expression was slightly surprised when he saw it was an empty room beside the few pieces of furniture that the hotel provided. He watched her walk in with a calm, happy expression. She still didn't show any signs of knowing him. Could it be possible that he had finally found someone of his own kind that he could go to without them trying to kill him.
"You must have been in a big hurry today. I'm sorry I disturbed you and asked for your help. I was just being kind." She said as she looked up at him for a moment before shedding off her jacket. " I know this must be a little awkward for you but please make yourself at home. I would hate the thought of you sleeping on the streets considering those bullies who beat you up yesterday" Sachael couldn't help but look down at the floor. It was amazing how kind she was. A small smiled form on her lips as she looked out her window and over the city. "Do you ever wonder why god created such a beautiful place but also allow humans to pollute it so?" She asked him calmly as she looked at the city again.
Sachael stood in front of the door awkwardly, as he watched and listened to her. The sunlight lightly framed her face, creating a soft glow as her eyes seemed to shine. His cheeks turned a light shade of red as his hand rubbed the back of his head nervously when she asked his opinion for why god would allow such things. "Well…I believe that god had good intentions and knew that his creations would betray him." Sachael winced at his own words. "Yet he decided to create them anyway. No one will ever be able to understand why because only he knows."
"I guess your right. I've just always wondered why." She told him and turned back around to face him with that sweet smile of hers. "Life is so wonderful, even when you're under a lot of stress. You know? If you just take the time to appreciate the things around you that are good, you won't think that life is so bad."
"Yeah, I suppose…" Sachael sighed and walked over to the comfortable looking couch. "You don't mind if I lay down do you? I didn't get much sleep and I'm just really exhausted." His white eyes looked to her with a small smile.
Hael shook her head at him. "Of course not, you may lie down. I am going to go lay down myself. It has been a long day for myself as well." She slipped her shoes off beside her bed before laying down on the sheets the hotel had provided. Her eyes seemed to stare off into space before they slowly closed. Sachael didn't have to wait long until she had fallen asleep. He could easily walk out of the apartment room and flee without her knowing. The thought sounded good at first until he noted that he didn't have anywhere to go. She had been nothing but nice to him and paid extra so he could have a warm place to stay. Maybe he should at least say the night. It would be the right thing to do and besides, he was exhausted.
He slipped off his heavy trench coat, leaving his upper torso exposed. The couch molded to his body as he laid back on it with a small sigh of relief. It was very comfortable. Only a few moments had passed before he slipped into unconsciousness. He dreamt about a strawberry blonde girl that had shown him more kindness then anyone had in generations.
I really hope that this chapter went well and for those who didn't know, this was originally a roleplay that I have changed to be a story. I decided that I would use Sachaels point of veiw but for anyone who wants, I can post a different story from Hael's point of view. Please comment and enjoy!