Angel

Eve Dipalo stared up at the brick building. It looked the same but it felt so different, so... weird... "oof!" Someone pushed Eve aside and ran off into the school. Eve was about to say something, but she thought better of it. Besides, who would even listen to her of all people? She sighed and pushed open the doors to the school.


Right when she walked in she felt out of place. She pulled a piece of white paper from her backpack's side pocket and studied it. She walked over to one of the bright red 7th grade lockers and glanced back down at the paper to check her combination. she tried her locker...

A Mayan pyramid sits on what looks like a giant rock and standing above that is a teenager of about seventeen. Thunder booms and lightning strikes all around but this seems to not affect the boy. Helicopters are spotted a little ways in the distance and military issue boats come towards the island.

The person in charge uses his binoculars and sees the boy at the top. He puts them away "Target sided, everybody déplacer in for the capture of Zaren Michaels." He says then the motion to the rest of the troops and they all get onto the island. As soon as they all set foot on the island, all hell breaks...

The door gently opened, and there stood her father in his dark black suit and his gray over jacket. His long black hair tied back in a ribbon and his face freshly shaven and he looked absolutely immaculent, but his face was full of displeasure.
"Dearest Gabbreille, I have intense news to tell you. Your wedding has been moved up to suivant week. It is no longer in a month. It will be a small change and will affect almost nothing else."
"What? suivant week? But that's too soon!"she felt sick and deludded.
"I know it feels like that right now but soon you'll be married and it will all be fine."
"FINE?!"...