Xavier is unknown to his powers but when he collides with someone who can suck his powers, he senses she is harming him unknowingly. But, how will Xavier save himself from Angelina when it was only her who saved him all the time from everything? Angelina is a guardian angel of Xavier and she is trying her best to save him but to save him from a Succubus, she had to sacrifice someone's life on it. Whom will she chose? Herself or Him?
Chapter 1 0. PROLOGUE
In the celestial realm of Elysium, where magic danced with sparkly winds of limited power was bustling with happiness as the newborn took birth after years of wait in realm.
All the Angels and Fairies prayed for the new one. Who was going to see the world for the first time. Many Angels and fairies walked infront of the room discussing about the new one's future an blessing her. Adorned in white dresses, little ones giggled running around soft ground.
Moon giggled at the sight of the creatures celebrating the undecided fate of the newborn.
A cry echoed in the room full of people. Oberon, the enigmatic rules of the fae entered with his servants in the hall and took the baby girl in his arms. Even the white falls of room could feel suffocation because of the sudden tension in the room.
"What is her name?" He asked, gazing the child with fascination and adoration. Soon the shining in his eyes faded and were now filled with dread. His eyebrows drew closer with fear as he cradled to baby in his arms, shushing her.
"Elara Gray."
He nodded as his white, long beard dangled as he started to bless the child. But when the child blinked open her eyes. He was startled by her. He realised she was no ordinary angel. Born under a shadowed moon and whispered about in ancient prophecies, she was destined to bring both light and darkness to the realms.
Those thick dark blue circles rotating in her eyes. He shuffled with her wrap up towel and open the area of her ears just to see elven ears perking up. He closed his eyes and whispered.
"She came, she came into this world. The curse broke and fall upon us." He roared lifting the child in his hands.
Whispers of fear and uncertainty rippled through the assembled fae, their gazes darting nervously between the child and their king.
"Who came?" Came a scared voice of someone's from the crowd.
"The cursed soul came, it was cursed years before us." Oberon roared the answer.
"Born of the union between light and shadow, she will be both a beacon of hope and a harbinger of doom." He declared cradling her fragile frame against his chest. He was admiring her but at the same time, he feared for his kingdom too.
"Now what do we do Oberon." Cried someone from the crowd.
"For now, change her name. We must protect her at every cost, even if she will be cause of our doom." He demanded, gazing at the child. His piercing gaze fall upon the shining moon as he gave a curt nod to his servant, making them scatter around the hall. Going in to the corners of the room they began casting a spell on the newborn making child snap open her eyes stare at the ruler. The chants of spell grew louder as he closed his eyes finish casting a spell on her.
"But there's a hurdle, she will be immortal." He announced, as the servant casted the veil over the huge window.
They all gasped at their Oberon's words. Fear making them take step back as they almost stepped out of the hall. These angels were different from the superior ones. They were made as mortals to protect the humans and guide them.
"How?" Cried her parents.
"If she used her Angelic powers while she got injured, then she will turn immortal." He revealed and several gasped echoed in the room.
"Now what to do." The crowd cried
"We should just wait for the right time." He advised caressing his beard and safely placed the child into crib. Her parents cried quietly as they heard meaningful things.
"They should be killed."
"Oh! What a cursed fate they have."
"Will this child bring us a good luck."
"I don't think the child is a good luck in itself."
"The child should be kill." Someone advised from the crowd. Horror gasps echoed in the room listening to the words.
"Enough. Don't even think about it, you all can't decide her fate. The Creator has already written her fate, nobody can change it." Oberon stopped them from passing any allegations to the parents and child.
"Don't trouble her, or if you did she will stand like a struggle for you." Advised the Oberon looking at Elara who softly slept in her crib unknown to her future. Even the strongest ruler of the realm couldn't lay open the mysteries of the Cursed Angel.
3 Years later
The street of the New Haven bustle with the crowds, as people dressed in colourful attires argued with shop keepers l, some enquired politely but some do not possessed the ability of patience and raised their voice by each passing second.
A boy ran along the streets barefoot. His torn shirt flying with wind and his dust pasted shorts dangled on his thin waist. His dirty hands and face searching for foods. That six years boy ran in the search of food. Wind blew around him, pitifully.
Entering the bakery shop he went to the shopkeeper and asked for some bean breads.
The shopkeeper packed his food items and gave him the food in return of some strawberries.
He ran back with the pack in his hands and collided with a boy who fell down after colliding with him. He saw some people running behind him and thought to help him Carrying him on his back he stood up, fixing the fragile body of the boy on his back. Huffing out a heavy breath he turned around.
"Child can I have a word with him." The man grumbled, stopping them.
"Why not, have a sentence with me or you can even go with a paragraph." The child on his back chirped, passing him a smile of his fallen teeth.
The othe child facepalm and ran away from there. His velocious speed made it easy for him to travel and his strength easily holding that child.
"Hey, why did you ran away like that? Je wanted to have a word with me." Asked the child on his back to the running child, twisting his mouth into a frown
"Seriously, on the scale of one to ten tell me? how stupid you are?" He asked frowning going far away from the street.
"Zero." The child on the back answered smugly.
"Then add one before it." He mocked and safely made him land on his feet. Huffing a heavy breath and grimacing remembering his bean bread pressed in his hands.
"By the way, myself Leo." The child climbed back down and said forwarding his hand for a handshake.
"Xavier, Xavier Jones." He shook his hand and went away living him alone there. Leo admired Xavier as he helped him from the man.
"Take care, Xavier!" He yelled waving his hands. Making Xavier wave back at him, taking out his bean bread. He began to gobble it down. Xavier was smarter than the children of his age. He knew business like the back of his hand. That's the reason he started trading veggies and fruits to live a life he wanted.
Chapter 1 0. PROLOGUE
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Chapter 2 1.
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Chapter 3 2.
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Chapter 4 3.
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Chapter 5 4.
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Chapter 6 5.
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Chapter 7 6.
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Chapter 8 7.
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Chapter 9 8.
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Chapter 10 9.
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Chapter 11 10.
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Chapter 12 11.
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Chapter 13 12.
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Chapter 14 13.
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Chapter 15 14.
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Chapter 16 15.
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Chapter 17 16.
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Chapter 18 17.
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Chapter 19 18.
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Chapter 20 19.
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Chapter 21 20.
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Chapter 22 21.
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Chapter 23 22.
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Chapter 24 23.
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Chapter 25 24.
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Chapter 26 25.
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Chapter 27 26.
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Chapter 28 27.
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Chapter 29 28.
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Chapter 30 29.
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Chapter 31 30.
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Chapter 32 31.
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Chapter 33 32.
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Chapter 34 33.
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Chapter 35 34.
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Chapter 36 35.
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Chapter 37 36.
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Chapter 38 37.
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Chapter 39 38.
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Chapter 40 39.
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