Fallen Angel

Altheria Pacioe & Everett Walker

The sound of the blood rushing through her head filled Altheria's ears, eating up any other noise that surrounded her. At first, the noise was all consuming but it quickly surrendered to the wave upon wave of stabbing, aching pain that filled her being. The worst of it stemmed from her back, but much of her body was in some kind of pain. The fall had not been kind to her, but the punishment before it had been even worse.

Altheria wanted to fight, to scream out to them, to show them the indecencies that had been done against her. But that was impossible now, and even if it was, how could she in this weakened frame? It was difficult to even breath.

A low whimper emitted from the woman as she attempted to slowly open her eyes. At first the world was blurry but soon enough things started to become clear. It was slightly dark where she had been left. Tucked away from the immediate sight of humans, but she could see them - or at least saw their feet as they walked by. Another groan left her lips as Altheria slowly lifted her head, beginning to look around a little. While it had been many years since she was on Earth, Altheria knew an alley when she saw one. She had been left in the dirt and trash...is that how they saw her now?

It was best not to think of that now, though her soul was broken, her mind and body were still there, and needed help. Oh God she was desperate for some kind of help or release. Altheria let out a shaky breath as her hands moved onto the cold stone ground. She knew she couldn't even get herself up, not in her current state. So, instead, Altheria reached out towards where the humans walked by. If she was lucky, maybe one would see her.

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Everett whistled to himself as he locked the front door to the shop and tucked his keys into the pocket of his jeans. He spun in a circle, glad to finally be getting home. He was looking forward to a night with the book he was currently reading. Never in his life had he thought himself a reader, but recently he kept stopping in at the bookstore on his way home and gambling on a cover. Without even thinking, Everett's feet knew the way back to his little apartment. A left, a left, a right, and then he turned to cut through the alley.

Everett stopped in his tracks. He popped his headphones out of his ears and rushed towards the girl who lay shaking on the ground, wearing a strange white dress. "Fuck," Everett gasped, noticing the ugly coloring along her spine. "Fuck, what happened? Do you want an ambulance?" Everett fumbled with his phone, his hands shaking.

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Immediate thankfulness seeped through Altheria as the man came rushing towards her. She had feared that no one would be able to find her for hours. Though as the man started to pull out his phone, another shot of panic moved through her body. Her hand reached out and fell onto the phone. Altheria pushed it down. "No ambulance." she groaned out to him. Despite the fuzziness in her head, Altheria at least knew better than to get any human authority involved. They would ask her questions that she would not be able to answer.

Her arm dropped back to the ground and Altheria then used her strength to lift her head up, looking at the man. As she did so, the back opening of her dress opened more to reveal two long, deep cuts in her shoulders. That was where her wings used to be before they cut them off. Altheria let out a cry in pain before she dropped her head again. "Please help me."

There was so much riding on this human and he didn't even know it. Oh she could only pray that he would not try to call the ambulance or the police anyways. She was in desperate need of help, but would he be willing to do it? Would he be able to? The human seemed so scared and it hurt her to knew she had frightened him.