No.

This was not happening.
This couldn't happen!
Sky's wide golden eyes stared at Dawn as she read an announcement from her clipboard.
"I-I'm sorry, Sky…" she said when he finished, crumpling the paper and throwing is somewhere, probably hitting someone's head in process, "I know how much you like him…"
"That's not it! It's not fair!" Sky all but shouted, gloved fist hitting the top of Dawn's table. The female cringed at the sound the poor wooden thing made when Sky's hand impacted.
"But… That's how it was decided…" Dawn murmured, voice as low she could manage and let Sky still hear her.
"What about his brother then? Do you really think that an orphanage is a place for him?!" Sky's cool was long gone, and he had no intentions of finding it again.
"Uhh…" Dawn was at a loss of words. She had never seen Sky act so passionate about a human ever before.
"He's a great human and no one can convince me otherwise!" Sky shouted, picking up his shades, "He doesn't deserve this, he never deserved anything bad he did to him! There was enough tragedy in both their lifes!" Sky continued, turning away.
"W-W-Wait! Sky! Y-You can't! You can't change his f-fate!" Dawn called back to him.
"Watch me."
"No, Sky! Y-You could-" Dawn's attempt to stop the male were promptly ignored, she could only watch as he spread his snow white wings and aimed downward after jumping out of her door, "You could Fall…" she mumbled.
"I-I don't want you to Fall…" she sobbed gently, using the sleeves of her long tunic to rub the tear streaks away.

"Ty?" Jason called out as he opened the front door, throwing his bag carelessly to the side of the hall. His steps echoed in the silent apartment as he made his way to the kitchen. He opened the fridge, quickly scanning its contents.
"Hey, Ty?" he called out again, yet again getting no response.
Pouting a bit, the twelve year old walked to his brother's room, opening the door.
"Ty?" he stepped inside, carefully walking over the stacks of papers scattered throughout the room. He reached the bed, seeing his brother sprawled not on it, but instead on the floor next to it, burried under the papers that he managed to topple over in his sleep, hand clutching a pen and a half-finished assignment for the next day laying by his head. Jason frowned, kneeling next to his brother. The taller brunet was pale and had dark bags under his eyes. Jason sighed and shook his brother's shoulder.
Ty awoke with a start, sitting right up and barely managing to avoid bumping foreheads with Jason. The older brother yawned, looking at his brother through hazy hazel eyes.
"What's wrong, Jason?" he questioned, picking the papers off of himself.
"Hey, Ty… Uh… We are out of milk again…" Jason mumbled.
Ty managed a small smile before he yawned again, "I'll just go buy some then! How about that? If you do your homework before I come back I'll get you some cake!" Ty said with a cheerful smile, fatique pushed far to the back of his mind.
"Yeah!" Jason damn near started jumping on spot, acting like a little kid again; Ty had to laugh at him.
"Okay, lemme get my hoodie and you go do your homework," Ty said, eyes momentarily glancing at the lone half-filled paper on the ground. He probably won't get much sleep that night.

Sky stood on the edge of a roof, sparkling golden eyes hidden behind dark shades, wings folded behind him. He scanned the crowds of people rushing through the street, crowning slightly.
'Where are you…?' he thought, pulling his watch from his pocket. 15:38, huh? Eyes flicking from the second hand to the street, Sky realised he won't be able to see him so easily. The wind was blowing, air slightly cold and damp, ideal weather for a hoodie. With the amount of brunets walking down the street, he doubted he could pick him out so easily.
Sighing, he reached for his shades, folding them and stuffing them into his pocket. Eyes landed on the busy street again, shades of gray having taken over the once colorful picture.
Sky frowned. These people… Were not special. They were all average, all minding their business, thinking about themselves. Sky could see a small patches of other colors too, here and there, like the one girl sitting in the coffee shop, with a notebook in her lap, with a small green patch on her hand, the one she was currently drawing with. Or the man sitting on a bench on the side of the walkway, quietly reading his newspaper, with a small patch of sunny yellow, signalling his intelligence.
Sky hadn't paid either of them more than a single glance, eyes continuing on through the crowds of dull, gray souls.
He looked at the watch yet again, taking note that only 52 seconds passed. With a sigh, he stuffed them back into his pocket, eyes already returned to the people below him.
With a very quick scan, he was able to locate the, for the lack of better word, rainbow colored, soul. Ty was walking back home, a grocery bag gripped tightly in his left hand.
His superiors have told him that it was time, there was nothing he could do…
Tyler Deadlox, his protogé, was going to die at 15:49 in a unfortunate car accident while walking home from the shop, and that he was supposed to be there to help him pass away.
It was God's mysterious ways but… He just couldn't! Ty was a good human being, one of the very few in this gray and dark world. He could see that, his abilities let him: He could see Ty's brilliant and beautiful soul, colored vividly, every color mixed in the soul, maybe except the black he so much hated to see, among the gray and dull bunches of souls… It was like taking away a gift from humanity, it was unfair, selfish!, it was….
Not going to happen…
Not if he had a say in the matter.