12-08-2009, 01:26 PM
(This post was last modified: 12-08-2009, 01:26 PM by MasterZero.)
Alex jolted up and looked around, wiping any remaining tears away. He watched with sheer terror as a shadow became like a door, and a mysterious figure stepped out. Alex saw his wings, and was amazed by them. Angel wings? Black angel wings. "W-who are you?" he asked, doing his best to keep his tough guy act. In truth though, he was scared. Very scared. "What do you mean help each other? H-how do you know so much about me?"
There is no such thing as a being of pure evil or pure good. We are all created with an equal chance of good or of evil.