This started out as a cute simple filler chapter. It became dark and kind of exciting.

Despite promising himself not too, Lukas couldn't help but get close to Matthew. His other friends were becoming very busy and he needed someone to talk to. Not to mention, they really did have a lot in common.

They never talked about their brothers again. Instead they usually talked about their familiars or their lives on Earth. It was nice to forget about things for a while and feel like everybody else.

Eventually, Matthew got busy, too. Instead of one person to help, like he normally had, he was juggling two, leaving Lukas even more lonely and bored.

One morning while lying in bed because he had no reason to get up, he decided to try to learn more about his Puffin. "Mr. Puffin, were you ever alive?"

"Yep." He said proudly. "And you know, not many animals get to become familiars."

"Well, why did you get it?"

"Because I'm totally cute and amazing."

The angel rolled his eyes. "Sure, that's it. Any clue why it actually is?"

"Hey, it's God's choice, not mine! I'm not gonna try to figure it out. I'm just glad I was chosen."

"Okay, that I can understand."

After a moment of silence, Puffin spoke up again. "So, you were alive too, right? What was your life like?"

"Pretty average, I guess. Kinda depressing towards the end, but who's isn't?"

"Want to talk about it?"

"No, not really."

"Good, because I don't want to hear about it."

"Fine."

They were silent again. Not knowing what else to do, Lukas got up and began to get ready for the day. He grabbed some licorice from his kitchen and wandered outside with his familiar in tow. He checked around and wasn't surprised when he found all of his friends gone.

The silver haired angel rubbed his eyes and thought for a moment. Then he announced to his bird "I'm going down to Earth for a while." and began to walk off.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" Mr. Puffin called and flew after him. "That's not a good idea. What if you know who finds you?"

"Then I'll deal with it." Lukas figured. "I can't stay up here just because of what might happen."

"Yes, you can! And you should! It's way too easy to be corrupted by evil, especially if you know the evil well."

The angel turned around so fast that the other almost flew into him. "I'm not going to be corrupted. I don't care how well I knew him, I am loyal. I am good. I can take care of myself. If you want to stay here, fine. I'm still going no matter what."

"Well, I'm not lettin' ya go alone."

Lukas nodded as they reached a decision. Together, they flew down to Earth. Lukas didn't know where to go, so he flew until his wings began to feel tired and Mr. Puffin was complaining. Finally settling on top of a tall building in a large city, he smiled. It was nice looking over everyone, watching the cars drive past and the people walking. He sat down and let himself study the world below.

As he watched, a man walked quickly out of an apartment building. He seemed nervous and had a large jacket wrapped around himself. Becoming curious, the angel glided down and went into the building the man had come from. He had a bad feeling but continued on, using his powers to find the apartment the man had come from.

Right outside the door, he felt Mr. Puffin pecking on his head and realized he had been trying to talk to him. "This is a frickin' bad idea! Get the fuck out now! This isn't gonna end well!"

The story of what happened to Matthew's brother came back to him. If he was being honest with himself, Lukas knew what was behind the door. If he saw it for himself, he probably wouldn't be able to stop himself from trying to save whoever was hurt. It took every once of his strength, but the angel was able to force himself to turn around and walk away.

As he walked away, he heard a scream. He gritted his teeth and forced himself to be thankful. The sound meant someone had found the person and would likely call for help. At the end of the hall he waited. Mr. Puffin, seeming to understand, flew around him for a while and then rested on his head, staying quiet all the while.

After a few moments, EMTs arrived and ran past the angel. Lukas smiled and figured it was finally safe for him to follow. Inside the apartment, the medical professionals were gently lifting an unconscious man onto a gurdy. His head was wrapped in a temporary tourniquet to stop bleeding from where he had been hit with something. Judging by the room, it was a lamp that was now laying on the floor.

A little ways away, there was a woman in hysterics being counseled by one of the medics. She was yelling and crying, but other than that she seemed okay. Lukas figured that she was the injured man's wife or girlfriend and was glad that she arrived when she did. He prayed that she would get help and one day be able to move past the horrors she had seen.

The last thing the white haired boy noticed was another man in the corner of the room. The first thing Lukas saw was his wings. They were unlike anything he had seen before. His right wing was brilliant white just as any other angel's, but his left wing was as black as the night sky like the Fallen angel's wings. His hair was the same color as his left wing and he looked almost relieved as he watched the scene. The angel wasn't sure whether that was a good or bad thing. Either way, it only made him more curious.

The strange figure looked up and saw Lukas. His eyes widened and he lifted off to fly through the ceiling. Lukas barely heard his familiar's warning not to follow when he did just that, using his powers to pass through each level. It was one power he didn't use often, but at the moment there were no other options.

He followed the raven haired angel all the way until they were outside. There he called, "Hey, wait! I just want to talk to you!"

"I cannot talk now! I really must be going!" The other called back and flew off at lightning speed. Lukas eventually lost sight of him and gave up on the chase.

"What was he?" The angel wondered aloud.

So, now I have a question. Is this story moving too fast? I can't really tell. Part of me thinks it is, part of me thinks it's not. (I really don't know what knowing it's moving too fast would do for me, I'm really bad at slowing things down, but oh well.) Anyway, I hope you liked this and I hope you have a good day.