I'm finally free. I escaped. I escaped from hell. I'm still wanted there so might as well live here for as long as I want. 

Oh forgot to tell ya.  Names Kira. I'm from... well, literal hell. I'm 17 now just turned a couple of days ago and I'm hopefully gonna meet my spirit guardian soon.

Spirit guardians are the only thing we have in common with angels. We get a spirit that's almost always an animal.  We gain a mark that bounds us to them and they have it too.

My only friend had a spirit wolf. He looked like some of the blood hounds in the street but I always knew he was hers because of the mark on the top of his head. She had it on her arm. They matched. And I knew they just, clicked. 

I'm hoping me and my spirit match like them.

I had the mark on my right hand. It looked like a rose with a bird wing  on the left and bat wing on the right. My spirit must be able to fly then! It's gotta be her

Im praying that it's not in hell.  It's probably not in hell. I couldn't sense it. So now I'm looking for it. It's pulling me west so I'm just going. It's getting stronger till I just... stop.  I feel it coming.

I looked around. Nothing. Then a sense pulled me to look up. I saw guy. My age just, falling unconsciously. I didn't want to but an urge told me to help. I broke my wings out and caught him.  It hurt. But he was bleeding. I flew down.

I put away my wings and took a closer look at him. He had black hair and freckles. He was pale and wore a teal sweatshirt and white pants. Where did he even come from?  I grabbed a roll of bandages from my bag. What?  When you're on the run you gotta have everything. His back had a stab wound and tears on his face. I felt attached even if we just met. He already was hurt? It was on his left hand.

Before I could take it off I heard a 'hello?' In my head. What the... 'can anyone hear me?I think I'm injured ' I just thought of the words ' who are you?' I didn't expect him to reply but he did ' who are you? And where am I?'. I didn't know what to say. 'What do you see? Are you even real?' I just heard him say 'Of course I'm real! And all I see is darkness.' I could tell the guy in front of me was the one I heard.

I just said this 'do you have black hair and a teal sweatshirt?  If you do then I believe you are unconscious'. 'How do you know that?'  I was positive that it was him so I worked on wounds of the boy as fast as I could.

I just said ' damn you're a fast healer'. Slowly, I started to doze off. Then the darkness consumed me.
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I woke up. There was a girl there. She must be the one who saved me.  Looking closer I saw her dirty blonde hair and pink jacket.  She must have fallen asleep.  My name is Vale if you didn't know.  I'm an angel. Now a fallen angel I guess. To be honest, the reason I fell was because I was stabbed by my brother. Yeah. He wanted my job and I was in his way so he 'got rid of me'.

I was mentioned to die but this girl saved me. I owe her my life.   So I'll protect her with my own life.

I turned 17 a few days ago and I'm still looking for my spirit. She looked the same age. But I could sense she was looking for something. Angels always know. But then I saw something on her right hand.

I had the same one on my left hand.

I bandaged it so others wouldn't see. I took it off to see if it was true. It was. I found my spirit but, isn't she human? With my luck, she started waking up. She burst up and I fell back.  She smiled and helped me sit up again. She looked at my left hand.  She looked at me and said "what kinda spirit are you?". I sat for a minute and I responded "I'm an angel. Now tell me what you are and why you have my mark?".

"I'm a demon that fled from hell. I was looking for my spirit but found you. How do we share our marks, it isn't possible". She looked at me.

I couldn't believe it. I was stuck with a demon for eternity.  She doesn't look like she's from hell. But I don't look like an angel so I can't complain. I realize she started walking as I was zoned out. She says

"c'mon we gotta get goin".