"Angels do not have sin in their hearts!"

"Angels don't get to do anything fun or exciting."

"I knew you were trouble the moment you got that blood mark."

"Why thank you, I had to kill a mortal to earn it."

"I don't know why we have scum like you around."

"I thought angels weren't supposed to hurl insults."

"Well angel's aren't exactly supposed to kill either, or have black wings." the blonde boy pointed to his wings.

The dark-haired boy let out a snarky laugh. "An angel's wings define their heart, mine's black as coal."

"You'll fall soon, Angelo."

"Not before I rid the world of you, Solace."

"MR. DI ANGELO."

Nico turned his coal black eyes up, staring at the angel overlord.

"Yes, Master Zeus?" he asked.

"Your exile was scheduled, and you missed it."

"Didn't I tell you and your fat arse that I wasn't comin'?" Nico raised an eyebrow. "Don't hold executions, and most importantly don't tell the angel who's getting executed the date."

"We're angels, and we usually trust our fellow comrades."

"You know if people saw that pimple you have on your big fat ass they'd call you the opposite of an angel." Nico said randomly.

"THAT IS IT!" a lightning bolt came down from the... well, up from the heavens and shocked Nico right to the core, but he just looked bored.

"Mastered lightning magic when I was five." he said flatly.

Before he knew it he was falling through the clouds, Solace looking pitifully at him as he fell.

Mph, moron. Nico thought, I am not to be pitied, I'm FREE! FUCKING FREE AS A BIRD!

He turned his body around into a proper flying position spreading his wings.

But he started to lose altitude, and before he knew it his wings became more of a parachute than a flight tool.

He crashed into a tree, his head going first.

"DID YOU SERIOUSLY TAKE MY FUCKING ABILITY TO FLY!?" Nico cursed, "I CAN'T BE A FALLEN ANGEL IF I CAN'T FLY AT ALL!"

His body was in a weird pose. His back was leaned against the tree and his head was on the ground, while he legs curled around so his feet touched the ground in front of him.

"Sorry, that's the punishment." a voice said pitifully

"You know the kindness you showed in that sentence only makes me want to punch you more, specifically in the face."

His wings began to fade, and at first Nico thought they were going to turn into puny little baby wings, but instead they disappeared completely.

"Well, it's better than looking like a baby cupid." he grumbled.

"Too bad you missed your exile, you could've said goodbye to your friends!" Master Zeus's voice cried.

"Mhmm and I'd want to say goodbye to those idiots... why?" Nico unraveled himself, standing up to his feet. "I'm a free man, now I don't have to see that pimple underneath your clothes whenever I look at you. If you ask me, that's a win win."

"You ungrateful little..."

"Little what? Angel's aren't supposed to swear." Nico said smugly.

"Yes, but we can still say shut up."

"Then please do so now."

"Very well, shut u--"

"I MEANT DO THE ACTION NOT SAY IT YOU NUMBSKULL!" Nico huffed, rolling his eyes. "IDIOTS! I lived with IDIOTS!"

He looked around, then down at his outfit. His leather jacket was gone (he was going to kill Zeus the next time he sees him for that), and it was replaced by blue jeans, a standard dark colored shirt and a black... jacket? Or was it a shirt as well, only unbuttoned?

Nico didn't know.

Wait a minute... it's like, the first century. THIS CLOTHING SHOULDN'T EVEN EXIST!

"I know it doesn't exist, I just had to put you in it."

"Get out Zeus." Nico whined, "You're getting annoying..."

"Good."

"Whoops, better exile yourself. Angels aren't supposed to be annoying." Nico teased, and he could just picture the scowl on Zeus's face.

"You will regret this dearly."

"I ain't regrettin' anything but seeing that pimple on your butt."

With that Nico took off into the world, ready to see what these 'mortals' really were.