My Angel, My Light, My Lover (Mature, Closed)

[Alastin]

Snow.

It was a beautiful thing.

A simple and blissful innocence that fell upon the world through the grace of life itself. It was the symbol of pure peace and renewity. Especially when untouched by man. It was as if God himself was giving forgiveness to the world. Drake opened his gray eyes with their icy reflection as he watched the snow gently flutter down. Each snowflake a unique and exquisite creation. This was the pureness that was nature displayed in a primal but, elegant form. The wind blew across the courtyard making his cloak shift ever so slightly in the wind. The cloak being a full mantle that he prefered wearing the white mantle easily blending with the snow.

You always do like the snow.

It gives me a peace of mind.

Snow is a lovely thing I admit.

You prefer a woman.

The warmth of a woman's body is better then anything else.

.....

You'll figure out.

Pervert....

Dark gave a sultry chuckle in Drake's mind who only sighed and rolled his eyes skyward. He really was a handful sometimes. It was a wonder that he hadn't gone insane yet. He shook his head for a moment as he gazed at the freshly fallen snow and just smiled.

[Celeste]

A vision of white.. a flutter of unique.. a cold feeling.. the gentle touch of this wetness on her pale face. A pale skinned girl stepped out into the courtyard. Her white dress being blown around her as the gentle breeze blew through the courtyard. White hair fell down around her shoulders in gentle silken lockes almost blending into the scene around the courtyard if it wasn't for her pale skin that was not white.

Her crystalline blue eyes the color of ice on the frozen waters scanned the courtyard for a moment before a huge smile took over her face in childish joy. She was not a child one thing to be noticed right away. No, this was a young woman of the age of sixteen. But such joy could not be mistaken. Her face lit up as she raised her face to the sky and let the cold winter droplets fall down upon her. She seemed uneffected by the cold as she reached out to a nearby tree and touched the snow very hesitantly.

It was cold.. cold to the touch but soft.. it melted at her touch and curiously she looked at it. A bird flew over head. A dove. A small brown dove and she raised a hand. Her pale delicate hand was soon the perch of her newest friend. She looked at the bird and smiled but said nothing as she looked back up at the snow again.

[Alastin]

Look.

Drake turned his attention towards where Dark was nagging him on and his eyes went wide. The girl standing there was a beautiful angel. There was no other way to describe her soft and demure looks. The white dress as pure as the snow that she stood in. More importantly however, was the look of pure utter joy that he recognized all too well. The first time someone ever experiances snow for the first time. It was a look he remembered seeing on his happy face during his first time of actually understanding what a snowfall was. To watch it's majestic beauty. Still he didn't want her getting cold.

Without a sound or noticable feeling he got behind her and covered her shoulders with his mantle. The soft white mantle providing her the warmth that was his when he stood in it. There was no sense in her getting cold. He pushed his silver-rimmed glasses up to his nose out of his old and common habit. Even though he only really needed them for reading he was more comfortable with them then without them these days.

She's beautiful.

"I'm sorry this might be intruding but, I didn't want you catching cold out here." He said softly as he turned his eyes to her.

[Celeste]

The small black eyes of a dove can see many things at once. Each to on side of it's head yet can still see forward as well. It was the little dove that told her he was coming. The little dove that flew away when the boy got too close. She looked up as the bird flew away her pale hand coming back down feeling the loss of the connection mentally as she always did when they left.

Warmth.. it was warmth that she felt next. Her shoulders and down her back. Like the sun had suddenly broken through the clouds and was shining on her back alone. She turned at the words started as she stepped back. She felt the warmth move with her and she touched the weight on her shoulders. It was warm this.. cover. It was keeping her warm. She smiled at the boy gently. It was the kind of smile the shyiest girl on the playground at school would give the boy she crushes on.

Was she crushing. No. For the young sheltered girl had never before heard the word but she did still smile in that manner unassumingly.

"Thank you." she said in the lightest softest whisper. Her voice like a thousand angels singing a symphony at once down on the Earth.

[Alastin]

She is an angel to be cherished.

For once Dark I am in total agreement with you.

Her smile was as if God's grace himself had turned to bless the Earth with a benediction. It was so innocent and pure like the white of a dove's beautiful feathers. There was something about it that just seemed to draw him. Like he wanted to pull her into his wings and never let her leave his side. His heart jumped at her voice the voice of the most beautiful angel in the world. What an incredible voice it was like nothing he had ever heard before. He looked up at her with a smile a beautiful and honest to god smile.

"Drake Sevnik. It's wonderful to meet you."

He said with a smile.

[Celeste]

The bright white snow draped over everything in the courtyard letting the blanket cover the world. She bent down and picked up a hand full of snow and tentativly reached out and touched it with her tongue feeling it melt on her tongue. She giggled innocently as she watching in amazement as it melted in her hands.

She let the snow plop back to the ground as he spoke again and she turned around. His name.. right? That's what a Drake Sevnik was. She smiled at him tilting her head to the side her silken locks falling around her shoulder with her.

"Celeste Marquis." she said softly.

Her name. It rolled off her tongue and she practically glowed with an ethereal quality every time she said it. The pure joy of finally having a name that belonged to her meant so very much to her. The academy had given her the name. As she had never been given one before.

[Alastin]

"It's a beautiful name that suits you so well Celeste. You look like an angel that just descended and graced the world with your beauty and smile. Then serenade us with your incredible voice." Drake said with a small smile on his lips. A happy and honest smile like her's as he pulled her into his embrace so she wouldn't grow cold. He carefully nuzzled her cheek ever so slightly and lightly like a feathery touch. "There is no sense in you getting cold."

He gently held her close to him as he rested his head on her shoulder and watched the snow flutter down. There was something about her that he wanted to know more about. She was drawing him close to her he could feel almost like a bond. Like his entire life he had been waiting for this sweet angel that was currently in his embrace. It was intoxicating.

Having fun?

DARK!

"The dove was beautiful especially when it spreaded out it's wings and went back into the sky flying."

[Celeste]

An angel!? Did he know!? Oh no! She bit her lower lip chewing on the pale pink lips as she looked around. Suddenly he grabbed her pulling her close.

Gasp!

She pulled back fear in her eyes as she backed away from him. He had been warm but.. no one was supposed to get close. Touches were bad. Gentle touches never existed. A touch it meant so many things. Tests, prodding, poking, hurting, it meant so much but never was a touch good.

She didn't know if she should defend herself or not. Sensing her worry the dove came down once more landing on her shoulder. Sitting on the mantle staring at the boy.. Drake. He was different from others she had met but still.. touches.. touches were bad.

[Alastin]

She's hiding something.

She's afraid!

Did you see how she reacted to angel?

No....just the fact that she was adverse to touch.

Drake looked up and suddenly looked down feeling bad that he had scared such a beautiful and delicate girl. Very slowly so she could watch he took her hand and gently kissed the back of it. He looked up into her eyes with his gray ice ones and stared into her gaze. He held it gently as he let her hand go slowly so she could judge for herself. He spoke finally and very softly and gently.

"I'm not going to hurt you or cause you pain. I solemnly swear I would never do such a thing to someone as beautiful as you."

He opened his eyes.

"Watch."

He stepped back and blurred into Dark a few seconds later who snapped his black wings out.

"Ms. Marquis."

He said with a short bow as he transformed back to Drake who looked at her slowly watching.

[Celeste]

Again.. he touched. His lips they touched her hand his hand it held hers. She almost pulled back but his eyes.. his eyes they begged to be trusted. Yet trust. A comodity she could so rarely afford and before one week ago.. never.

Watch? Watch what. He stepped back her ice blue eyes never moving from him. She was afraid. Watching was bad. Too many memories. She fought back the flow. Ever increasing. The flashes.. the images she fought them back then..

Wings! Black wings. Dark magic. But more so than that.. Drake changed. Her eyes wide with shock as she stared he morphed back into Drake and she stood for a while in silence. Should she show him? Could he be trusted? Did she dare trust another?

No. No. That was the answer. She could not. What if he was from the Nephilim Corporation? She couldn't.. wouldn't .. no.

She stepped back more tears springing from her eyes the crystalline drops shining against the light as they fell down her cheeks.

"Stay ... stay back!" she said. "I.. I won't... leave!"

[Alastin]

"I'm not forcing you to go anywhere," Drake said softly as he removed his glasses so a barrier wasn't in the way. His eyes blinked and adjusted to the sight without his reading glasses for a moment and he stared into her eyes. Seeing her distress cut him he wanted to kill whoever had harmed her like this. He closed his eyes and carefully sought out his calm for a moment before opening his eyes and gazing at her with his again. There was a renewed calm as he stared into her eyes but, still his eyes sought for her trust. He had a feeling that it would rarely be acquired.

He backed away several steps to give her room and his eyes broke away from her's as he felt pain tear through him. Whoever had done this to the poor girl had down a thorough job. What sadistic bastards would harm a pure soul such as this? Drake wanted to know so he could kill them all and ensure that they never did it to her again. A beautiful and pure angel such as this and here she was afraid and worried. Each time he saw a tear hit the snow he felt his gut want to clench.

Dark........

She reacted to me in fear.

What should I do?

...

Be yourself.

He opened his eyes and stared at her.

"Whoever, hurt you so that you fear touch I wish I could have been there to ensure they had never hurt you. A beautiful angel like you so delicate and pure....it tears me to see you so hurt."

[Celeste]

Angel. There it was again. She didn't know why he kept calling her that. If he didn't already know that she had wings then why would he be calling her angel. She looked up at him her tears stopped but she still did not move closer. No this was different. If she could trust him then she would but how could he prove it? She had no idea.

"Why.. do you .. call me.. angel?" she asked looking at him fear still in her eyes.

The Nephilim Corporation had made her. She had been created. Her wings came out of her back the soft beautiful angel wings that would be beautiful had she not been put through so much to keep them. Was she even human? Technically she was but she was a hybrid a sub human. There was nothing she could do.

"I don't.. want to to.. back!" she said looking at him.

[Alastin]

"I call you angel because you're beautiful and exquisite. You have an innocence that is as pure as the freshly fallen snow. Your joy at seeing the snow was pure and unabashed it was a beautiful thing to see. Your voice is beautiful it sounds like a celestial chorus had just started to sing everytime you speak. Every aspect of you seems angelic and pure. It almost makes me wonder how you achieved such pure beauty. Yet at the same time I am content with the mystery."

He heard her speak of not wanting to go back. Go back to what? That was the problem as he shook his head and closed his eyes for a moment. This was indeed quite a puzzle trying to figure out where such a beauty came from. She shunned touch with an almost paranoia of ear, she didn't want to go back, and she had viewed dark in fear almost. What was it that she was hiding that was so fearsome and made her afraid. Who or what did this to such a beautiful girl like her. His eyes opened again as he stared at her for a brief moment.

Be careful Drake.

I know.

"I'm not taking you anywhere nor have I been sent by anyone. I came from my own homeland to study here at the academy."

[Celeste]

Well that definatly threw her for a loop. She listened as he descriptivly laid out why she was 'angelic'. Having never seen a bible in her life she didn't know how closely she might actually resemble one. She looked down a moment taking the information he gave her in. Letting it sit with her letting her advanced mind analyize.

At the word student her eyes shot up to him and she watched him. Carefully thinking about the few students she had seen on campus he looked to be the right age. Could maybe she not be the only angel in the world? She took two steps forward very slowly her eyes never leaving his as she watched him for any sudden movements. His mantle still on her she took it off and held it out to him.

"You.. are a .. student?" she asked softly.

[Alastin]

"Yes I am a student. I've been studying here for the past two weeks after coming in from my homeland of Russia," Drake said softly. He too was watching her carefully but, he didn't seem to be as jumpy as her more relaxed and calmed as he shook his head no at her trying to hand back the mantle. He was still wearing a jacket and he was quite fine in fact this weather wasn't evne that cold to him. Russian nights were a hell of a lot more colder if you asked Drake. He watched her carefully wondering what she was up to. The bare skin shown again that pale flesh that seemed to meld with the dress.

Interesting.

Down boy...

Whaaaaat?

Dark....you trained me....I know how much of a pervert you can be.

You wound me.

He gave a smile to her as he shook his head.

"Please wear the mantle as long as you are out here in this cold."