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Chapter One: Assignment
I woke with the sun shining on my face, as usual, blinding me when I tried to open my eyes.
Normally, I would just groan and try to go back to sleep (which is unusual behavior for an
angel, I'll admit.) but today was an important day, the day I'd been looking forward to since
the day I died.
The day I received my assignment.
The day my life on Earth ended was something that I did not think about too much because of the
disturbing memories it brought back. That day wasn't all bad, of course. After all, it was the day that I finally got to
The Haven, and found out that I would soon be an angel. However, the pain that it brought with it was just something I couldn't handle.
Although I couldn't exactly feel pain anymore, at least not the kind that I did on Earth. You know, physical pain. No one could hurt you here, but if you yourself thought of something emotionally painful, you can definitely feel that. At least I could, anyways.
No one knew my secret though. I felt pain all the time, in my heart. It was an ache, a longing. I knew it couldn't be my heart actually hurting, in a literal sense. So I kept it to myself. Although I knew it was dangerous that I didn't mention this to anyone, I was too scared too. I was afraid that I would be cast out of The Haven, the one place I loved.
No. I thought. Aro would protect me.

I sighed, relaxing a little. Nothing could happen to me here, I was safe.
I checked my appearance in the mirror quickly. I looked the same as always. My long, dark brown hair falling around my face, the dark shade and the angle of my eyebrows making my green eyes standout. My nose was fine, I supposed; It didn't have any bumps, and for that I was extremely grateful. My lips weren't too full or too thin, and they were always pink, ever since I was born. I still had the same tall, fit figure that I had on Earth. There were a few new distinguishing features though. I looked up at the golden halo that was now floating above my head, and then at my light blue wings that I absentmindedly flapped behind me. This was something I did when I was nervous. Realizing that I was too preoccupied in my apperance, I turned away from the mirror. Aro had always taught us that we were to be happy with the way we were created, and that we were not to waste time fretting over our physical appearance.
As I finally set off to the palace for the ceremony, I found myself completely immersed in my own thoughts, as I often was, and not really aware of my surroundings. The Haven, where I now lived, was a sacred place that was detached from Earth. It was a place where the pure of heart and the faithful went when they died. However, dying, for those who went to The Haven, was not the end of life. When you die, you are judged, and based on your life and actions on Earth, either go to The Haven, or to the Downworld. I shuddered at the thought of the latter happening. The Downworld was a place that was rarely spoke of, but everyone knew enough about it to be scared of it nonetheless. If you are evil and wicked on Earth and if you cast faith out of your life, then you doom yourself to eternal darkness. How awful, I thought. To never be able to experience eternal happiness.
I was so distracted that I didn't notice the boy behind me, and when he spoke, I was startled.
"Nervous?" he asked. I jumped a little, even though I recognized the voice instantly.
I whipped around. "Sam! You know I'm easily scared." I scowled at him.
He smirked. "That's the point, love."
I rolled my eyes. "Don't call me love."He winked at me, and I couldn't help but smile slightly.
Sam was the type of person that you just couldn't stay mad at for long, no matter how much you wanted to.
"You still haven't answered my question, though. Are you nervous?" he asked, suddenly serious.
I sighed. "Yes, Sam. So what if I'm a little nervous? Its not like I'm just skipping off to school. I-"
"Relax, love. It wasn't a criticism." he cut in before I could start ranting madly. Then, with a soft chuckle, he added "I could just tell by the rather violent flapping of your wings. You always seem to do that when you're nervous."
I glared at him, rather irritated as I was.
You see, Sam was the most beautiful, most mesmerizing boy I had ever seen. His hair was that shade just between brown and blonde, and it looked gold in the sunlight. It fell around his face in soft curls. Ah, and his face! He had gorgeous aqua-blue eyes, and I when I looked into them I felt like I was looking into the purest, clearest ocean. His nose was perfect, and sprinkled with just the right amount of very light freckles. And then, his lips. They were so soft, so inviting. The way they curved when he smirked, or when he flashed his blinding smile....
"Alssya?? Earth to Alyssa? You're staring at me, you know."
I blinked, and I realized I was staring into those paralyzing blue eyes. Then I looked around and I realized that we had stoped walking, because I had been staring at his face.
I immediately felt my face flush, and I looked away.
"S-sorry. I, I was just staring into space, really. And-"
He put a finger to my lips, silencing me.
"It's ok. If I were you, I would stare at me too." he said in a mocking tone. Did I mention he had the most wonderful English accent I've ever heard?
Then we burst into laughter, as we always did when he made a jokingly arrogant comment such as this one. It was sort of an inside joke between us. I would follow up with something like this :
" Oh Sam, you're so beautiful I think I might faint." Then I fanned my self, pretending I was going to fall over.
When he rushed to my side and tried to catch me, I would punch his arm playfully.
"Not a chance, pretty boy"

A few minutes later, we arrived at the Main Hall. All of the new angels were there, bustling about and talking about what kind of job they wanted to be assigned. There were four positions, if you will, to which you could be assigned; a Soldier-Angel, responsible for protecting the Haven and watching over the Earth; a Scholar-Angel, the most revered position at the Haven, always at Aro's side. Only those who led rather saintly lives on Earth, committed to service and following Aro's law, were given this position. The Scholar-Angels could answer the people on earths petitions, just as Aro did. The next position, Messenger-Angels, was something I was sure I did not want to be assigned. Aro called on the Messenger-Angels when he needed a message delivered or an important task done. While it was a very honorable position, as all of them are, I knew delivering messages all day just wasn't for me. The final position, the one I wanted the most, was the position of Guardian Angel. Guardian Angels were assigned to a specific human on Earth who they must guide and protect for the rest the person's life. To guard someone, protect them from the mistakes that I made on Earth, was my dream. To me, it was almost a way of redeeming myself.
At the head of the Main Hall, talking to the head scholar-angels, was Aro himself, leader of the Haven. He was in charge of everyone and everything, not only in the Haven but on Earth as well. Although he had a very calm demeanor, he was also rather intimidating. Maybe it was his shocking golden eyes, his chocolate brown hair, and muscular build. Or maybe it was just his position of authority. No matter which way you looked at it, everyone respected Aro. He was kind and just, and no one opposed him. Well, some rebel angels did, and that's how the Downworld came to be.
But that's another story.

"Alyssa!" I heard someone call. I looked around, and saw my best friend, other than Sam, Rose. She was gliding towards me, looking rather exasperated. "Alyssa! Where have you been?I've been looking for you everywhere! I thought we were meeting at 11:00."
I giggled. Rose was always reluctant to meet me anywhere at a specified time because I was always late. Clearly, she was annoyed that I had managed to convince her that this time, I wouldn't be late.
"I'm sorry Rose, but you see, I ran into Sam on the way. So you can blame my tardiness on him." I explained innocently to Rose. Sam raised an eyebrow at me, and I stuck out my tongue at him. Rose rolled her eyes. "Well, I blame both of you then. Come on, we have to get good seats!" she said, excited all of a sudden.

Description
Chapter One: Assignment
I woke with the sun shining on my face, as usual, blinding me when I tried to open my eyes.
Normally, I would just groan and try to go back to sleep (which is unusual behavior for an
angel, I'll admit.) but today was an important day, the day I'd been looking forward to since
the day I died.
The day I received my assignment.
The day my life on Earth ended was something that I did not think about too much because of the
disturbing memories it brought back. That day wasn't all bad, of course. After all, it was the day that I finally got to
The Haven, and found out that I would soon be an angel. However, the pain that it brought with it was just something I couldn't handle.
Although I couldn't exactly feel pain anymore, at least not the kind that I did on Earth. You know, physical pain. No one could hurt you here, but if you yourself thought of something emotionally painful, you can definitely feel that. At least I could, anyways.
No one knew my secret though. I felt pain all the time, in my heart. It was an ache, a longing. I knew it couldn't be my heart actually hurting, in a literal sense. So I kept it to myself. Although I knew it was dangerous that I didn't mention this to anyone, I was too scared too. I was afraid that I would be cast out of The Haven, the one place I loved.
No. I thought. Aro would protect me.

I sighed, relaxing a little. Nothing could happen to me here, I was safe.
I checked my appearance in the mirror quickly. I looked the same as always. My long, dark brown hair falling around my face, the dark shade and the angle of my eyebrows making my green eyes standout. My nose was fine, I supposed; It didn't have any bumps, and for that I was extremely grateful. My lips weren't too full or too thin, and they were always pink, ever since I was born. I still had the same tall, fit figure that I had on Earth. There were a few new distinguishing features though. I looked up at the golden halo that was now floating above my head, and then at my light blue wings that I absentmindedly flapped behind me. This was something I did when I was nervous. Realizing that I was too preoccupied in my apperance, I turned away from the mirror. Aro had always taught us that we were to be happy with the way we were created, and that we were not to waste time fretting over our physical appearance.
As I finally set off to the palace for the ceremony, I found myself completely immersed in my own thoughts, as I often was, and not really aware of my surroundings. The Haven, where I now lived, was a sacred place that was detached from Earth. It was a place where the pure of heart and the faithful went when they died. However, dying, for those who went to The Haven, was not the end of life. When you die, you are judged, and based on your life and actions on Earth, either go to The Haven, or to the Downworld. I shuddered at the thought of the latter happening. The Downworld was a place that was rarely spoke of, but everyone knew enough about it to be scared of it nonetheless. If you are evil and wicked on Earth and if you cast faith out of your life, then you doom yourself to eternal darkness. How awful, I thought. To never be able to experience eternal happiness.
I was so distracted that I didn't notice the boy behind me, and when he spoke, I was startled.
"Nervous?" he asked. I jumped a little, even though I recognized the voice instantly.
I whipped around. "Sam! You know I'm easily scared." I scowled at him.
He smirked. "That's the point, love."
I rolled my eyes. "Don't call me love."He winked at me, and I couldn't help but smile slightly.
Sam was the type of person that you just couldn't stay mad at for long, no matter how much you wanted to.
"You still haven't answered my question, though. Are you nervous?" he asked, suddenly serious.
I sighed. "Yes, Sam. So what if I'm a little nervous? Its not like I'm just skipping off to school. I-"
"Relax, love. It wasn't a criticism." he cut in before I could start ranting madly. Then, with a soft chuckle, he added "I could just tell by the rather violent flapping of your wings. You always seem to do that when you're nervous."
I glared at him, rather irritated as I was.
You see, Sam was the most beautiful, most mesmerizing boy I had ever seen. His hair was that shade just between brown and blonde, and it looked gold in the sunlight. It fell around his face in soft curls. Ah, and his face! He had gorgeous aqua-blue eyes, and I when I looked into them I felt like I was looking into the purest, clearest ocean. His nose was perfect, and sprinkled with just the right amount of very light freckles. And then, his lips. They were so soft, so inviting. The way they curved when he smirked, or when he flashed his blinding smile....
"Alssya?? Earth to Alyssa? You're staring at me, you know."
I blinked, and I realized I was staring into those paralyzing blue eyes. Then I looked around and I realized that we had stoped walking, because I had been staring at his face.
I immediately felt my face flush, and I looked away.
"S-sorry. I, I was just staring into space, really. And-"
He put a finger to my lips, silencing me.
"It's ok. If I were you, I would stare at me too." he said in a mocking tone. Did I mention he had the most wonderful English accent I've ever heard?
Then we burst into laughter, as we always did when he made a jokingly arrogant comment such as this one. It was sort of an inside joke between us. I would follow up with something like this :
" Oh Sam, you're so beautiful I think I might faint." Then I fanned my self, pretending I was going to fall over.
When he rushed to my side and tried to catch me, I would punch his arm playfully.
"Not a chance, pretty boy"

A few minutes later, we arrived at the Main Hall. All of the new angels were there, bustling about and talking about what kind of job they wanted to be assigned. There were four positions, if you will, to which you could be assigned; a Soldier-Angel, responsible for protecting the Haven and watching over the Earth; a Scholar-Angel, the most revered position at the Haven, always at Aro's side. Only those who led rather saintly lives on Earth, committed to service and following Aro's law, were given this position. The Scholar-Angels could answer the people on earths petitions, just as Aro did. The next position, Messenger-Angels, was something I was sure I did not want to be assigned. Aro called on the Messenger-Angels when he needed a message delivered or an important task done. While it was a very honorable position, as all of them are, I knew delivering messages all day just wasn't for me. The final position, the one I wanted the most, was the position of Guardian Angel. Guardian Angels were assigned to a specific human on Earth who they must guide and protect for the rest the person's life. To guard someone, protect them from the mistakes that I made on Earth, was my dream. To me, it was almost a way of redeeming myself.
At the head of the Main Hall, talking to the head scholar-angels, was Aro himself, leader of the Haven. He was in charge of everyone and everything, not only in the Haven but on Earth as well. Although he had a very calm demeanor, he was also rather intimidating. Maybe it was his shocking golden eyes, his chocolate brown hair, and muscular build. Or maybe it was just his position of authority. No matter which way you looked at it, everyone respected Aro. He was kind and just, and no one opposed him. Well, some rebel angels did, and that's how the Downworld came to be.
But that's another story.

"Alyssa!" I heard someone call. I looked around, and saw my best friend, other than Sam, Rose. She was gliding towards me, looking rather exasperated. "Alyssa! Where have you been?I've been looking for you everywhere! I thought we were meeting at 11:00."
I giggled. Rose was always reluctant to meet me anywhere at a specified time because I was always late. Clearly, she was annoyed that I had managed to convince her that this time, I wouldn't be late.
"I'm sorry Rose, but you see, I ran into Sam on the way. So you can blame my tardiness on him." I explained innocently to Rose. Sam raised an eyebrow at me, and I stuck out my tongue at him. Rose rolled her eyes. "Well, I blame both of you then. Come on, we have to get good seats!" she said, excited all of a sudden.