Her Refuge

Prologe: The Dream

"Is this a dream?" I mumble as I look around at this foreign world that has befallen me.

They have destroyed this once beautiful world. Streets of gold now covered in blood and bodies. These things or creatures whom look like demons and angels of sorts. Creatures that all look like humans but with wings of different colors black and white fighting against each other and then thrown in are what looks like angels but with black featherless wings. It was a three way war. Sadness struck me as I realized I could not do anything to stop this.

"Please someone, stop this!" I yelled.

Nothing.

No one can hear me. As I realize this tears roll down my pale flushed cheeks. Please, Please God. I continue to plead for these creatures. Please, Save them.

Suddenly a new creature is flying through the air but all I can make out through the light radiating off them is a female figure with one white wing and one black wing. Are my prayers answered? Is this the help I prayed for? All of a sudden the light gets brighter and brighter from this person as I shield my eyes and close them till there is nothing left.

Am I dead?

***Author:

(Hope you all like this. This is my very first story so please comment. I am sorry for any grammatical errors. I do my best, but English is my worst subject even though I love to write. Again I hope you like it. Stay tuned!)