Plot: An angel named Elyse, along with several of her friends, are trying to stop the attacks of the fallen angels, for if any Gaurdian Angel dies, it's element it guards will also die. But Elyse has a problem...she might be falling in love with a fallen angel.
---Epiologue---
The girl paced down the street, the sun scanning the horizon. Her gold tennis shoes gleamed slightly by the hot evening sun, and her eyes examined the steet. The girl's chocolate brown hair looked like warm, melting chocolate. That girl was me. Over 1,000 years ago. I was an Angel Sensor. For millions of years, Angel Sensor's has been placed across the globe. They can sense when angels are present, and can sense if the angel is up to good, or evil. But one night, when the moon glistened over the Crystal Sea, the prophocy had been set. And so had my fate. The angels, with wings as bright as dawn, leaked light brighter than the moon. The dark, ebony night was know like it was in a pure summer day. "Hello, Elyse." The angels said. Their voices rang like beautiful soprano voices, but, at the same time, also sent shivers down my spine. They smiled sweetly, and I knew what was happening. I believed in angels all my life. And right now, I was becoming one.
The angels lightly held onto my arms. It was an unbelievable experience. The angels flapped their feather wings and soared against the moon and the stars, until we reached a cloud city. Angels, actually, don't fly much unless they have to. Most of them were walking casually down the cloud-streets, talking normally, you know, they really aren't different. Except for the facts they have wings. And they have gifts. And they are immortal. They brought me over to stand made out of pure gold, with the words "Angelus Ceremony" in big, white letters, and the words "Sententia must recive pennae in plenus luna" underneth it. Suddenly, the all the angels gathered around. I shifted my eyes back and forth, and I laughed nervously as I pushed my weight to my other leg. The angels started chanting something in latin, and I stood there, completely dumbfounded. A brown, dusty, book sat on the stand, and suddenly, a burst of light shot through the pearl on the cover. My wings. I was receiving wings. It actually wasn't very painful. I mean, for some strange reason, I always expected it to be painful. But gracefully, my wings started appearing. People started gasping. My wings covered my body, glowing rainbow. "Oh my!" An ang
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