you didn't know what hurt more: the fact you were banished from heaven or the sting in your back from when they tore your wings out. with hazed vision, your tried to gather your bearings and watch as the blurred world collide together, turning from a hue of white to black. before you could realize where you were, your back collided with rocky ground.

the impact jostled everything within you it felt like. you rolled over on your stomach, groaning at the pain. your vision faded in and out of black and your breathing was labored. in the distance, you heard footsteps running towards you. the next thing you saw: darkness.

your eyes snapped open, instantly shooting up and gasping for air. you looked down and realized your torso was bandaged and you were lying in a bed. a short, dual haired man came running to your side.

"hey, hey! calm down. it's okay." he consoled in a quiet, soothing tone.

you frantically looked around and found two other men around the room. one with black hair stood in the corner of your room, watching with a sympathetic gaze. the other with blonde hair stood on your other side, observing you coldly.