She paced outside the huge white doors, her hands pulling with the prayer beads in her hands. There was a lot to be nervous about. After hundreds of years the council was deciding whether or not to send a angel down to each or not. And that angel might be her. Her name was Serena. A high class warrior, top of her class and on the battle field. But fighting in heave was different then on earth. And she knew that. Soon the doors opened and a older man walked out, looking around till he spotted her. She walked over, taking a deep breath and asked "what are my orders?" The man smiled and nodded, "you are needed on earth, lady Serena." She nodded and said "I will leave at once" he handed her a file and said "we have already spoken to our contacts in the dark. One of their best will meet you downside" Serena nodded and took the file. He said "be careful Serena." She smiled and said "don't worry about me..." She tightened her beads around her hand and vanished.
Serena appeared in a church, standing up and looking around. Luckily she was alone. She looked down and saw she was wearing a white coat with dark jeans. "Mortal clothing..." She headed for the doors, opening the file to find the meet up point. Which turned out to be a grave yard
Serena appeared in a church, standing up and looking around. Luckily she was alone. She looked down and saw she was wearing a white coat with dark jeans. "Mortal clothing..." She headed for the doors, opening the file to find the meet up point. Which turned out to be a grave yard
