The Hybrid Between An Angel And Vampyrus

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"Sky! Skyrus! Come back!" I heard my mother, Nevaeh, call to me. I didn't respond, I just flew faster. Being an angel isn't as easy as you would think, but being a hybrid between an angel and a vampire bat or Vampyrus is even harder. Mostly because of my wings. The shape was that of any normal angel wings except mine were raven black and the feathers only came down half way. The other halves, while still black, were leathery like a bats. To be honest, the entire lower halves were like giant bat wings. The rest of my appearance was different from any other angel's as well. The other angels have blonde or brown hair but mine was blacker than pitch. My skin was paler than the others and my eyes were an ombre mix of white and black. I stood 5'7" and was rather busty. I had been told if it weren't for my wings, I would have been the most beautiful angel ever. But I did have my wings, bat and angel wings. …show more content…

I put my head between my legs and sobbed. I stayed on that little raincloud until sunset. I watched from my cloud until it finally had no more water and I flew back to my mom. I landed back in Heaven and discovered all the angels were gathered. “Nevaeh, the demons are threatening to go to war if we don’t give them Skyrus. One angel is not worth a war.” One angel

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