Marcus was the purest angel you can imagine, his voice, the way he talks, the way he walks, and his looks were angelic, his pure light blue eyes could shine almost bright as light, almost every angel respect and love him, except you. You've been suspicious with his since the day he arrived. You don't really know why, but you just had a feeling that somethings off about him..

Currently there were many reports of angels missing or dead, and you always seemed suspicious about Marcus since he was always the last one with those victims.

You were going somewhere in earth, trying to find your brush to brush your wings. Of course you were in your human form, but just then you heard someone screaming, you rushed to the scene to see the 'pure angelic angel' bashing and stabbing some poor angel to their guts, he looked back at you since he noticed that the light was dim because of your shadow, he gave a low, menacing laugh.

"..you won't tell anyone would you?"

He grabbed your wrists with one hand, the other having a knife just above your stomach.

"..You'll be a good, pure angel or I'll make you suffer. You got that angel? So be a good angel for me."