Savior

You woke up to arms wrapped around your waist and your head on a toned chest. His heartbeat soothed you and made you smile. You stroked the burgundy wings and froze. Burgundy. You looked up and saw Luke's eyes closed and a faint smile on his face. His breathing was completely normal and he looked healthier than he's ever looked. He looked happy. You grinned and moved slightly, causing him to open his eyes. They were the same lovely burgundy as his wings. "Good morning vvrbs  dao."  He whispered in his melodic voice. "Good morning....lalpor...daxil?"  You said unsure. He burst out laughing and you gave him a questioning look. "What? What did I say?" He shook with laughter and covered his face. You giggled lightly and moved his hands. "Tell me!" He was bright red and had tears in his eyes. "You just said good morning burning thy loins!" He cackled and your eyes widened. "Oh my god." He chuckled and hugged you tightly. "Don't worry about it aziazor."  He said good naturedly and smiled. "I'm going to hide in a hole somewhere." You giggled. "By the way, what did you call me?" You asked. Luke cleared his throat and spread his wings as he stretched. "Vvrbs  dao.  It means 'beautiful diamond'." He translated and touched your cheek. You sighed and leaned into his hand. "Why do you call me all of those sweet things? What did I do to deserve it?" He grinned and brushed the hair out of your face with a finger. "I give you compliments in the angel language because you are worthy of them. You're  micaelazodo  de  mononusa,  or  strong of heart. Y/N you're very important to me and Michael. For someone who means that much, deserves only the sweetest of words." He breathed and smiled brightly. His shoulders started shaking and you knew he was starting to have another attack. He inhaled sharply and tried to keep himself steady. The veins in his neck strained as he bit back the pain and clenched his jaw. "You have none of the Avdcal  left do you?" You asked quietly and he shook his head. "I'll survive. Y/N you need to leave. I promised I'd never let you see me like this again." He spoke through gritted teeth. You shook your head and held his shaking hand, holding it tight. "I'm not leaving." You said. A low growl escaped his throat and his eyes turned the heartbreaking silver. "Get out!!!" He barked and snarled. His eyes turned white and you knew he meant it. You moved off his bed and ran towards the door, not looking back at the wounded and scared angel.

Luke's  P.O.V

I felt bad about snapping at her, but I couldn't put her through this again. The rejection was flooding through my body, a mind numbing pain taking over me. My wings faultered and shook with an agonizing  sting that wouldn't go away. The horrible thoughts kept circling in my mind, telling me this is how it ends. The only one that poisoned my brain, was beranusaji  ol.  Beranusaji  ol.  Beranusaji  ol.  Beranusaji  ol.  Save me. Save me. Save me. Save me.

Y/N

You pounded on Michael's door, close to tears. He swung it open and saw your expression and pulled you into his arms. "What happened to you? You didn't come back last night." He whispered and held you against his chest. You sniffed and listened to his heartbeat. "I spent the night with Luke. Michael, he's dying." You cried. His hands held you against him as he whispered words in Enochian to soothe you. You focused on his heartbeat and tried to slow your breathing. "Solpeth  adagita  en  bial."  He spoke and rubbed your back softly. Before you could ask what he said, he beat you to it. "Listen to my voice  vvrbs."  You recognized the word for beautiful and thought of Luke's sweet smile. Michael began stroking your hair and singing in Enochian.

"A  olapireta  tiobl  ooaona  I  ta  lukiftias  ta  aoiveae  lalpor  a  piripsol.  Oresaba  g  papnor  de  aisaro  pi  eol  voresa  de  etharzi  od  aziazor.  A  mononusa  pi  odo  ad  ol,  givi  irgil  oreri.  A  dosig  tlb  vvrbs  congamphlgh  camliax  ad  ol  g  rit  od  vaoanu.  Pi  gohon  ad  ol  teloch  g  grosb,  amma  mahorela  ad  paaoxt  piape  niiso  g  ol  od  dobix  orocaha  a  geraa  dear  el,  lap  ol  gaha  quasaba  a  oresa  ta  el.  Torzul  en  aziazor,  ol  gaha  paida  noar  zomdv  olapireta." 

You listened to the tone of his voice and relaxed at the soothing dialect he spoke fluently in. His hands warmed up your shaking body and kept you safe. He quickly switched from Enochian to English, singing the same song with lyrics you understood.

"The  light  in  her  eyes  is  as  bright  as  the  stars  burning  in  the  heavens.  Drunken  with  the  memory  of  the  promise  she  made  out  of  peace  and  love.  The  heart  she  opened  to  me,  stronger  than  stone.  In  the  night  her  beautiful  soul  speaks  to  me  with  mercy  and  truth.  She  spoke  to  me  of  death  with  a  bitter  sting,  cursed  dark  heavens  to  let  it  remain  balanced.  Come  away  with  me  and  fall  under  the  moon  dear  one,  for  we  will  destroy  the  darkness  as  one.  Arise  my  love,  I  will  always  be  your  light."

His voice was soft and gentle, lulling you into a daze that wouldn't easily be broken. You paid attention to the words and how they rolled off his tongue with ease. His arms lifted you off the ground and pulled you against his chest, holding you tight. "Brgdo  aziazor.  I will be here when you awake." He whispered as you breathed and slowly shut your eyes. "You are my light Y/N."

Luke's  P.O.V

The third seizure-like occurrence wracked through my body and numbed my senses, the only sensation being the breath stolen from my lungs. I desperately waited for it to be over and held on. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest trying to keep me alive while the sickness tried to kill me. My vision started blurring and I took one last breath before I blacked out, the last image of someone standing over me.

I gasped for breath and I opened my eyes. I was alive. How? I looked down at my arm and saw the familiar designs of  Avdcal  serum sinking into my skin. My vision cleared and my lungs expanded, letting me breathe deeply. "You almost died." A small voice came at my side. I turned my head and looked into the worried expression of Alessa. She had tears in her eyes and her hands were shaking, holding a small vial of the gold medicine. "Alessa where did you get that?" I asked, my voice hoarse and low. Her eyes turned a bright metallic blue. Alessa's never change. Something was wrong. "Less what did you do?" I panicked and she stood up, letting blue wings spread out from behind her. My heart stopped and I stared at the new addition to her appearance. "I couldn't let you die!" She cried and threw her arms around me. I held her tight and felt the sobs throughout her body. "Who did you go to?" I questioned softly. She sniffed and shook, her wings obviously causing her pain. "He was the only one who had it Luke. I had to." She whispered. I felt tears threaten to spill down my cheeks as I held the new and fragile dark angel. As if he could see what was going on, I heard Ashton's laughter ring in my ears.

Ashton's  P.O.V

Taking away her humanity was easier than I thought it would be. Silly humans would do anything for the ones they loved. Alessa loved him. Everyone could see it. Now she gave everything to save him for just another month. How beautiful.

The  prophecy  continues,  full  speed  ahead.  Getting  closer  to  walking  with  the  broken  and  the  dead.  Will  there  be  a  savior?