Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters connected to Hell Boy. I only own the main character Arianna and some Angels of my own creation. Rated M for language, Violance, and Lemon scenes later on.

I have never known what it feels like to die. Most Angel's don't know this feeling, because we were created in heaven. We did not start out as humans as some Angels have. No I was created in heaven and I have been alive for many centuries. Now as I lay here on this cold stone floor bleeding I begin to wonder.

'Is this what it's like to die?'

I begin to feel cold, my wings now tainted by my blood. I couldn't find the strength to draw them back to my body. I close my eyes and allow the darkness to take me. I didn't die, merely fell asleep.

But how long will that last?

Chapter One:

Nuada walked quietly down a long dark corridor. He was with Hell Boy and the team. 'A team,' he scoffed in his mind 'This is no team, not when you have been forcibly recruited.' Nuada was given a choice after the demise of the Golden Army, join the BPRD or die. If he chose death it would surely mean the death of his sister Nuala as well. For her sake, he joined though he wasn't too optimistic about it.

"Do you hear that?"

Meyers asked "Hear what?" Hell Boy replied "Nothing, that's the thing. It's too quiet." Hell Boy rolled his eyes "Manning, are you sure she's here?"

"Yeah she's there."

Manning replied through the ear phone. "Well we best keep moving." Nuada restrained himself from making a retort comment and continued to follow. Liz had gone on ahead checking out every room. That is until she came upon one, in particular.

Liz opened the door and gasped at what she saw. At the bottom of the steps in a dungeon like room was the Angel, sprawled out on the floor in her own blood. Wings spread out, once pure white now stained crimson. Liz ran down the stone steps to her and quickly checked for a pulse. "Red I found her. Get your big butt over here as fast as you can!" A groan reached Liz's ears, "Hey wake up, come on open your eyes," but she didn't, at least she could tell the Angel was breathing now.

Footsteps sounded as the group ran to where Liz was. "Liz?" "Down here!" Nuada was the first to run down the stone steps. His eyes grew wide at the horror before him. To see a creature, as pure as that of an Angel, in the state she was in rocked him to the core. Nuada felt a rage brewing inside of him. He knelt down beside her body and gently took her hand.

Her eyes opened half way and she stared at him. Her eyes could shame the finest sapphires they were so blue. Her skin was fair, but no were near as pale as his was. Her hair was the color of the richest honey, (Honey Brown).

She was beautiful,

Her face was truly that of an Angel. Soft complexion…flawless; soft lips and those beautiful eyes would make any man's heart race.

BANG!!

Nuada's head jerked in the direction the bang came from. Voices and footsteps drawing ever closer to where they were. "We have to get her out of here." Abe said softly, Nuada looked back at the Angel "Angel can you call your wings back?" She softly nodded her head as a groan of pain escaped her. The massive wings slowly disappeared, only to appear as tattoos on her back. She gasped in pain as she was lifted into Nuada's arms.

"Do not worry little one, I will protect you."

He whispered in Elvish so no one could hear him but her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and held on as he carried her up the steps. Liz stayed close by Nuada. If they were attacked Nuada would not be able to defend himself with the angel, now unconscious, in his arms. Though it seemed God was on their side, for they were able to slip away unnoticed and without confrontation.

They run to the large cargo plane that belonged to the Bureau and immediately went inside. The large door of the plane shut behind them and the plane soon took off. Nuada now noticed the large angry wound on the left side of her head. He gently sat her down on the floor and leaned her up against the wall. How dare those fitly animals touch her. A small moan of pain reached and watched as her eyes opened once again to reveal those sapphire orbs.

"Who are you?"

His heart leapt into his throat at the sound of her voice. "I am Nuada." "Nuada," She repeated softly in his tongue. "How is it that you know Elvish?" "Angel's know many languages, even that of the Elves." Nuada nodded his head and leaned in to whisper in her ear "Sleep little one." "I'm…not…little." She said slowly as she lost consciousness once more. "Here," Nuada looked up to see Abe standing there with a blanket in his hand. Nuada took it and placed it gently over her, "As soon as we are back at the Bureau Krauss with look at her." Despite what Abe had said Nuada never left her side. He said he would protect her, and protect her he shall.