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Titan POV

How did life become so chaotic? I just wanted to find the monsters who murdered my family when I was only four years old. Something or someone about six foot four inches murdered my parents and little sister. 

Growing up near the woods was an obvious mistake, being secluded from civilization was supposed to be peaceful, but at what cost. I was kidnapped by the monster who killed my family, forced to live and serve under my ‘master’, treated less than dirt. 

I grew up here with my master and other soldiers, he was the general, we were the lackeys. Being the first I had the most skill, trained to dispose of any threat and eliminate any and all supernaturals, including innocent children. I don’t know why I chose to stay, maybe it was to protect my son, maybe it was because ‘master’ was the only ‘family’ I had left other than my son. He had a mother but, ‘master’ found out I was her mate and because I was his best hunter he killed her instead of me.

My son was too young to remember her so I hope I never have to explain to him the horrible things I did in my time in the National Hunter’s Organisation and Humanity Protection Agency. 

I had to leave, the last straw was when I found the most beautiful man in one of the cells. I was in no way a religious man but for some reason, it seemed he could be an angel. 

After I found him on the verge of death I had enough, I had poisoned my master and freed him…that is until I got word he was recaptured after he helped rescue a wolf pup from one of the rogues working for my master. So now, it’s just my son and I, couldn’t risk coming out of hiding and dragged back into that life of hell and misery making minimum wage or less than that for Washington State. 

Life was good for what it was worth, I live alone now that my son is old enough to live on his own and twenty-four. I got a call not that long ago that he found his mate and she’s pregnant with four pups, that’s right, my son is the mate to a werewolf, it came as a shock to me after the past I’ve had but I guess that’s karma.

She’s a sweet girl, she’s in no way vicious like I was raised and taught to believe. He met her on his travels around the world and found her in Germany of all places. It seems random but Brittney was a sweet girl. 

Alexander POV 

Life was great in heaven, I may be a warlock but I still have enough angel blood to be considered an angel. It’s great being able to travel between worlds. That is until I landed here, trapped by the humans. I wasn't even thinking about what could happen when I landed on Earth after so many years of being away. 

The last time I was here, the plague happened so I helped people, now it seems Earth has many evil people, not just diseases and poverty. How a human man could be so cruel, to torture young children and other supernatural creatures, I'll never be able to tell you. I had asked God what happened and he only replied, with one word and it caused a shiver of fear within my bones, Satan. I have seen his work and it has shattered my heart to see God's work be destroyed by Satan and his followers, Satan created the goddess Keriana, in terms of the evil person she was and God created Orion and Gia and from there they created Diana, Eliana as well as Oriana. 

Anyway, life was great in heaven until Satan was cast out of hell and out of revenge he kidnapped Keriana considering she was the youngest and most impressionable. He brainwashed her and made her feel less than in hopes she’d help in his plans to overtake heaven and rule both worlds. I was a punisher and healer in heaven, it wasn’t all sunshine and rainbows I’ll tell you that. 

My best friend and royal guard to God and his children, Adriel was the best at everything, except dancing, goodness was he bad on the dance floor, other than that he was amazing. God had hinted that we’d find each other in life again and our purpose and role to each other would change once heaven grew in numbers and we were no longer needed as lower-level angels had the potential to be more than what they were made to be. During the war, we were ambushed and I was outnumbered, my unit was captured and we were held captive. 

Years passed and my unit was killed, left to die with injuries they’d soon die from the blood loss. That goes without saying, I myself was experimented on and tortured. Losing my left wing in the process. Over time it grew back but it wasn’t the same beautiful white it was, it was black as night. 

Mini Flashback

After more years had passed, I was on my last leg, losing all hope, both wings were now black and I was losing myself moving away from the laws of nature becoming dark. I didn’t like this side of myself but every angel and warlock can turn bad if they no longer have the will and hope of heaven’s light. 

“What are you in here for?” A big burly man with large muscles looked at me, something in him held pity, almost as if he felt sorry for me. Humans don’t feel sorry for nonhumans, they embrace their true nature as savages at the sight of what they fear and the unknown. I would kill him with everything in me if I had my strength. 

“I’ll get you out of here I promise you that, tonight I will for sure.” No he didn’t mean that. This man couldn’t be serious. Humans kill what they fear to be dangerous or bring purpose to them i.e. food. Humans should be ashamed of their savagery.  I shall see if his words hold true. 

End Of Flashback

It’s been a while since then and another 27 years since I was recaptured, all because I was doing my celestial duties as a guard to the supernatural world. I had got word that a wolf pup was missing in Oregon and flew to the pack to aid in finding their pup. It took about forty-eight hours only because of a powerful barrier spell placed on the cabin. 

I had noticed his wolf was in a deep slumber, only to be awakened when all five mates are together under a New Moon of the twelfth month, I would have broken the spell but as my luck would have it, some hunter had located me and I ran in hopes that the pack would be unharmed. 

So there’s my life story, sorry I’m all over the place but quite frankly I’m not in the best of moods to be making sense or being chipper as all angels tend to be.