You were AN Angel. One day,Flying in haven,you Heard crying,you flew to the crying and found a Little baby in a White cloth.You held the small bundled up baby close to your chest. You move the blanket out of the infant’s face, revealing the small horns growing in. You couldn’t hurt it, even if it was demonic being.

You listened to its gentle babbles. The young demon didn’t open its eyes. You couldn’t let anyone hurt it, even if that meant risking your status as an angel.