Capture - Prolouge

Prolouge

The war between heaven and hell had gone on for centuries. The endless battle between good and evil, the demons and the angels. Those who commited bad and those who remain pure. The fight between what's right and wrong would of been thought to go on forever, though it was completely unknown to those living on the middle ground; planet Earth. Much contrary to how it's believed to be on Earth, the two destinations were not consistant of torture and happiness. There was no time to be playing around, it was all prepartion and war.

The angels have faced an everlasting struggle to keep up with the increasing strength of those below. They knew that they would make sure they would fight for everything precious to them- the people who had hope in them and God.
The demons have been getting stronger and more powerful and the angels were putting in as much effort as they could. Soon enough, they got too powerful. Even the strongest and smartest of the angels became no match for those in the underworld.

Most fell victim to hurrendous torture or were killed with dignity in battle. Only a few of the angels managed to get out before suffering a fatal death. They knew they only had one option.
What was this option? Earth.

Those few surviving angels made there way down to planet Earth, the middle ground. They knew they couldn't just go down there waltzing around as Angels. They had to become of them until they were able to gather and defeat the demons once and for all. Though they knew, whilst they was on Earth, they demons would also come and cause destruction as they searched to slaughter the pure. It would be a bloody battle, that was for sure.

One of the smartest and strongest angels survived. Britannia. He was guardian over those living in Britannia. He was a survivor and he was sent down to Earth in a humanoid form. Everything was hazy when he awoke. He had set out his life quickly in escape. He was lucky of have made it.

His name was Arthur Kirkland. A young 23 year old man with messy sandy blonde hair and pretty bottle green eyes. His eyebrows were thick and noticeable. After he had awoken in a dusty alleyway, away from the public, he glanced down at his form. He saw himself dressed in a slightly baggy white button up shirt and tie with black slacks with a belt and shoes. He stumbled, walking on ground was unusual to the angel.

He knew he'd be living here for awhile and he had to get use to his new form. He stepped out from the alley and looked at all the people walking by. He was in the United States, that he knew. This would be a long visit.