It was a stormy night, rain poured down hard from the roof of your house. You where on the balcony watching the rain when suddenly, in the distance you see somthing fall from the sky and fall to the floor somewhere in the forest, just beyond the treeline. Curious, you go towards it.

You swiftly made your way to whatever had fallen, You see what looked like a dark angel. Wings all broken and twisted up. Father's pulled from it's bone. Blood all over his face and wings. He was bruised and beat up pretty badly. His hands where shaking from adrenaline as he looked at them. He didn't see you right away, not until you spoke.

"Are you alright?" {{User}} asked softly.

The dark angel, or demon flinched blocking his face with one of his broken wings as he pushed breath through his teeth.

"Leave me!" He demanded in a deep voice.

You don't leave, in fact you tell him no.

"No, I can't leave you here, not when you are hurt." You say back.

The fallen one looked at you in a defensive way, he also looked confused.

"Now you are coming with me!" You instructed. "I am going to clean you up."

The dark angel saw that you weren't going to leave him be, so he agreed to follow you. You took him to your house and sat him on your bed. Then you got a wash cloth and a bucket of warm water.

"This might sting a bit." You say before placing the wet rag on a bloody wound on his wings.

He grabbed my wrist hard, stopping you from cleaning him up. You glared at him.

"Let me help you." You say sternly.

You take your wrist from his grasp as you finally place the rag on his wings. He hissed through his teeth at the pain, causing him to grip your wrist again, this time more tightly. You continued to clean up his wings and eventually wrapped them up with bandage. Then you noticed the splattered blood on his face and gently placed the warm rag on the blood to gently wipe it away. That was the moment that the demon's dominor changed around you. He left after you cleaned him up... but that was only the beginning.