Delirious part 2 should be here soon.
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Angel: a spiritual believed to act as a agent, attendant, or messenger of God.

Demon: an evil spirit or devil believed to torture or posses a person, acting as a tormentor in hell.

3rd Person POV
2 different things from 2 different places but yet something is attracting about one to the other.

(Y/N).
Almost like a daughter to the lord, she would tell the truth and tell all directions from God to other Angels. She was beautiful and had a heart of pure gold.

Tyler.
Satan's son, a trusted demon that has a bad temper and tells all what to do and how to kill. He wasn't bad looking and he lies almost all the time, unless it's to his father. His heart was made of pure darkness, not a hint of love. Yet.

(Y/N) stood in front of the gates as God's real son, Jesus, put a hand on her shoulder. "Are thou ready?" He asked with a smile and she nodded, returning the smile. "Yes, brother, may I ask a question?" "You may." "What's it like to heal? To help the poor and help the bad see the light?" She asked and he opens the gate. "It is like The Garden of Eden, it is beautiful when you see the smile but it has its limits, use the power wisely and watch out for the demons, sister." He said and she nodded, fixing her dress. "Amen, brother." She said and he nodded, as she spread her wings and flew down to earth.

"You ready son?" The King asked his eager son as the ground started to open up. "Of course I am! Let's show the bad people what's coming for them and show the kids a real scare!" He said and the man chuckled. "Watch out for the Angels. I heard they sent one down so that shouldnt be to hard." He smirked and Tyler flew up. "Bye dad. C ya back in hell!" He yelled as he flew to different houses.

~Time Skip~

Both of them finished and were exhausted. Tyler decided to spend the night out in the human world and sleep upside down in a tree like a bat. He was perfect for the branch. Meanwhile (Y/N) had to make it home, not stopping because the sun was half way up and it was hunting season. She was almost to the clouds when a arrow went through her wing. "Ahh!" She yelled as blood trickled down and she fell. She used the last of her strength to move away from where the hunters were. She landed on a hill, losing consciousness. Tyler fell out of the tree and growled at whoever woke him. His eyes widened when he saw an angel on the ground, bleeding. But not an ordinary angel, it was a girl angel. He slowly walked toward her and saw the arrow, "Someone has a good eye." He said and as he examined her wing. He rubbed her wing feeling the extremely soft feathers. "Ouch." He said again as he looked at how the arrow went straight through. He sighed to himself as he walked away, but stopped. What if that was him? Lying on the ground waiting to be mounted on a wall as 'First Demon caught' or in her case 'First Angel Killed'. He shook his head as he walked back over and covered his face with his wing. He grabbed her wing with one hand and the arrow with the other, and pulled. It was out but it woke the woman. "Ahh!" She yelled and fell back. "Ugh!" She cried as she held her wing. "Fuck, dude. That must of hurt like a motherfucker." Tyler smirked and she glared at him. "That is one way to put it, but I would say it was extraordinary pain that even the heavens would fear." She politely said. "Fuck, you guys are nerds." "Nerds? I would call this proper something like thou wouldn't understand." "Thou?" "It means you." She corrected him and pulled out a pouch. She grabbed a pinch of what looked like gold glitter but it was healing dust. She sprinkled it on her wing. It healed and she put the pouch away. "Fancy stuff you got there, bitch." "Thank you, but we do not use it on your kind." She smirked and he growled. "Your kinds worse! They spread happiness and joy!" "That is what the world needs. Not some demon that was created by the trader Lucifer!" She remarked and he looked at her strangely. "What in hell are you talking about?" "Look, I'm not supposed to talk about it cause my father would disagree." "Who's your dad? Jesus?" "God." "Oh Jesus fucking Chri-" "Shush!" She shushed him, for if he said it then her brother will arrive. "What exactly happened?" He asked, curious. "Lucifer was banned from heaven for practicing evil and causing misery. He was angry and became known as Satan or the Devil or as you call him, Father." She explained and he was surprised. "My dad was an angel?" "Once." She reminded and he nodded. "Wow. But that still doesn't explain why I can't use that dust!" "Why would someone like you want this?" "I need to be healed." "Why?" "I scrapped my knees." He said and showed her the giant gashes. "Apologies." She said and grabbed the dust. She sprinkled it on his legs and it healed instantly. He was surprised she actually help him, but that doesn't mean he should trust her. "Why?" "Pardon?" "Why do you do this shit? Help people?" He asked and she sighed. "Tis a great feeling for our hearts. To see a smile upon a person who is blue. Whenever someone is sad, they send us, a guardian angel, to hold their right hand and protect them from harm. My brother is with different people all at once every time. He holds their left hand and says: "Whatever thou fall into, I shall pick you up. Whatever thou stand for, I shall stand with you. For I will be here to guide you, one step at a time."" She finished and he nodded. He was surprised on how Angels actually work and began throwing away the rumors and legends. This girl was absolutely beautiful and he had to see her again, rule broken or not. If she was afraid of breaking a rule, she would've left. "Will I see you again? Here, in this very place but tonight?" He pleaded with his eyes but his voice sounded as a ordinary request. "If you need me, then I'll be here. But first.." She started and he nodded. "What is your name?" She asked as she walked closer. "Tyler." He responded and she smiled. "And you are?" He asked as politely as he could. "(Y/N)." She said blankly. He was normal on the outside but on the inside it was telling him how beautiful and kind she was. "So can I try something?" He asked and she nodded slowly, but unsurely. He held out his hand and gestured for her to touch it. She slowly rose her hand and as it got closer, a spark struck both of them, sending them back. They shook it off and stood again. "Let's not try that again, shall we?" "Good fucking idea." Tyler agreed as they bid their goodbyes and flew off, with the same thing in each of their minds: 'What is this feeling?'