As the weeks went by, things started getting weird.

My father had been quiet for the last few days, no fights and I was getting worried something was wrong. The rest of my family had been acting strange. They had been in my room, looking though my stuff, my desk, even my bathroom once.

At Jay's, things were weird too. His dad was searching though things as well. When he went to his mom's, she was pushing and asking about things she should know. Like where he lived, who I was, where our school was.

When he came back home, his room had been trashed. He's dad was no where to be found, so Jay assumed he was looking for money and brushed it off. But, why my family was in my stuff, it was beyond me.

Finally one morning I discovered what was going on. And I really wish I hadn't.

"Ellie, we need to go." Malayeka said behind me, I was half way though doing my hair.

"Wait where-" before I could question it, we were standing in an opened field, along with Jay.

"What the hell?" Jay asked. "My dad just came home and if I'm not there-"

"Just here me out." Malayeka said. "That's not actually your dad."

"What?" Jay asked.

"Okay so, remember when I said that I wanted to save Jay?" She asked.

"Yea." We nodded.

"Well, I wasn't suppose to be watching you at all. You were suppose to go on living your life slightly differently. I snuck away to help Jay and now my brothers are coming after me." She rung her hands together. "They took your fathers as vessels."

"Our dad's, angels? pff." I said crossing my arms over my chest.

"It was last minute desperation. They needed someone close to you both so they could get to me." She said. "But, now I fear they may be after you too."

"So that's why they have been acting weird with us." Jay rolled his eyes. "What do we do?"

"Get out of here, fast." She said and went to grab my hand.

"Wait." I pulled away. "They are going to kill you?"

"I think that may be the most likely option. I disobeyed and interfered with the human order." She shook her head, tears falling. "They won't stand for rebels."

"Then I'm not leaving you." I gripped her hand. "You're our friend, I'm not gonna let you die."

"Ellie, that's sweet but.." Before she could finish, two male voices spoke in unison on either side of is.

"Elenora and Jason. Step away from Malayeka." They said.

When I turned to look, our fathers stood on either sides, looking the same as usual, but their eyes were glowing a blinding white.

"No." I stood blocking my father from the quivering angel, Jay stood blocking her from his.

"Ellie don't do this..." She begged behind us.

"No." I said fighting back tears, I was terrified. I might lose the best person I ever met, and die as well. Jay grabbed my hand and gave me a reassuring squeeze.

"Fine." My father raised his hands and both of us flew to the side, landing hard on the ground a few metres away.

I tried to get up as fast as could. I got up just in time so see them grab Malayeka and pull a blade out from their pockets.

I ran as fast I could back over to them, Jay screaming behind me to stop.

I ran in front of Jay's dad, who was raising his hand to stab her.

"Please. Please don't, she saved a life, how could you kill her?" I begged.

"She is a rebel. We can't have rebels running around this earth." Jay's father spoke.

I looked at him then kicked him in the balls. As he doubled over in pain, Jay ran over and grabbed Malayeka just as my dad decided to take a swing.

We fell to the side, gripped the angel, now lighter than ever.

When I pulled my hand away from the shoulder I was holding, it was slick with blood. We set her down gently on the grass, unable to hold her anymore. My father had struck her in the shoulder. We weren't fast enough.

"No no no.." I said as I looked at the light fading from Malayeka's eyes. "You can't die."

"Please." She gasped, grabbing our arms. "You need to leave, they'll kill you too."

"We aren't leaving you here. We can get you patched up." Jay encouraged from the other side.

"No. This I wound even our miracles can't heal." She gasped.

We were so caught up with Malayeka, we never even saw my father plunge the blade into her heart before it was too late.

Her eyes and mouth emitted a piercing while light that blinded us. I buried my head in grass beside Malayeka. The light seem to burn my back.

So I screamed. I screamed in pain, in grief, in anger.

Finally the light died down and standing over us were our fathers.

"We can't let you get away with witnessing this act. But we can not scrub your souls completely clean, now with mark of a fallen on you." Jay's father spoke. "But instead of killing you, we'll now send you back to your original timeline."

Before Jay and I could ask any more questions, they touched our foreheads and everything went black.

I was sitting English class again, listening to Jay drown on about all the girls he got on his bike and how the angel wing tattoo on his back always won them over.

I had one too, I'm not sure where from or even when I got it. It just appeared one day. It was a painful memory, but I can't remember any images. But the only sound I could remember was a high pitches frequency that hurt my ears.

Two days later Jay offered me a ride home on his motorbike.

Roughly a month after that, Jay Stevenson died in a motorcycle accident because we wasn't paying attention and was driving recklessly.

I warned him.

He promised.

And I hate him for that.