Everyone has a purpose. Whatever it may be.

Jason sat looking up at the stars. He had two very different kids. Of corse both were human. Well for now. They both had different mothers. They fight all the time.

Angelo Primo ( First Angel in Latin). He was a peaceful bpy never seaking trouble. Trying to be good to everyone. He took his name with pride. He always weared bright colors and help a lot around the community.

He worked hard trying to do what the could. In fact he was an example for his brother. Angelo Primo was trying to spead good will. He made a few enemys.

Some people did not like his way of thinking. Most people did because it was a help to them. Even for those that hated him he tried to help.

However he had a little problem. He hated school he was bullied. He could not bring himself to harm a fly. That was his problem he didn't want to harm anyone. He could not bring him self to.

That any aplied to normal people. He was a day person that fought sin. You see he was half-human and half-angel. That was what made him different.

His mom was an angel from heaven his dad told him.

" You must try to live up to that honnor Angelo Primo for it is your job," Jason said.

So he did. One day he would get to meet his mom. He wanted that. So he did his best till he died.

Five years after his dad told him that he got hit by a car. God did not want him to die so he made Angelo a deal if he helped God stop a war he would bind him to the first angel. Like his name.