You were walking along the street, upset from another fight with your parents. It was raining pretty badly. You stopped and looked up at the sky "Dear Lord, if you exist, please help me"

The rain was still pouring. Silence. You sighed deeply and put the hood back on. As you made a step a sudden lighting strike somewhere and you saw a silhouette of human falling from the sky. Was it these suicidal teenager? You could care less, but the person was falling at you so fast and soon you had caught them into your hands.

The person was unconscious and had a weakly glowing halo and white wet wings with an arrow in one wing, blood pouring from the wound...