Couple years in the future, I'm not telling when...
"Their beautiful..." The Angel looked down at her newborns.
"Yeah." Fang smiled.
"Get the kids out of here. Now.
" Tara burst into their room, pistolets drawn.
"What? Why!?" Pure terror in the Angel's voice.
"No time, just go!
Fang picked up his wife, and snapped out his wings. Tara fired at the blur that crashed in the door, only to miss.
"NO!" Devin screeched, the young baby being snatched from her. The other child was snatched par the same blur. Tara restrained Devin from flying after her children, while Fang blurred after the assailant.
"LET ME GO!"
"Devin! Calm down! Fang will get them!"
Hot tears streamed down her face.
"Sorry Mom, Dad." Mel mouthed. Mel looked back at her father. Her manteau hid her identity, and her wings carried her faster. Fang only pushed harder, grabbing Mel par the ankle. Her eyes widened, she yanked away, and blurred, her speed making thunder clap.
She landed, two children in her arms. They slept peacefully, and Mel felt guilty. But it had to be done. She walked into the warehouse, where a red hot rod sat in a fire. She lay the young boy in a crib, where as she took the young girl to a table. She lay the baby carefully on the table, not wanting to wake her up. she took the rod, and started to burn the back of the baby's hand. Screaming, the young baby squirmed. Mel continued to burn an image of wings her younger self mercilessly.
"When you're older..." She whispered, glancing at her own scar.
Mel flew through the air, scanning below. History couldn't change drastically, so she had to deliver the young children to the School. When she landed, Erasers swarmed. She only set down the children. She kissed them both on the head, and blurred.
Mel walked in the front door, manteau gone, and unphased par what she had just done. Devin sat, crying into Fang's chest. He looked up at Mel, sorrow in his own eyes that only the ones that were closest could see.
"What happened?" She sounded quizzical, but on the inside, she knew...