Fallen Angels Copyright © 2016 Jax_Teller


By Jax_Teller


“We are the in between, cast down as sons of war. Struck to the earth like lightning, on this world we’re born, We won’t cause the pain, of living out their law, Take joy in who you are we know our wings are flawed, We’re bored to death in heaven and all alone in hell, We only want to be ourselves.” Credit: Black Veil Brides


The place the War God send us to do battle was not worthy. The target a God, was not a worthy God, the Gods in this far away land are the elected of the weak. They choose peace as slaves over fighting for freedom. We, my brothers and I are the fallen Angels that are dropped from the wings of the C-23 Sherpa floating on the winds until the wings carry us to our appointed place. Free falling on light wings we float on the beams of the moons’ light until our feet tickle the earth yet again.


The enemy doesn’t hear us floating into their fields mere clicks from where they lay their heads to sleep. We three angels given the image of the enemy God seared into our memory until he is dead, start to move to the compound where the enemy plots destruction of the world. Our training and experience let us move swiftly through the woods and fields undetected the moon light guiding us. Patrols with dogs walk under us as we wait in a tree for them to pass.


Finely close enough for our planned strike with the Barret rod of thunder, that can reach out a mile away and take the life of our target we take up our positions. I stand in over watch making sure my team is secure in doing their job. Ace the shooter, Brovo the spotter and I am Charlie, the over watch and intelligence officer. This task the God in charge wanted done and confirmed with proof and no mistakes. The target a force of evil, a lesser God that serves the darkest of mayhem.


We three know that the lesser God of destruction must die for the balance of good and evil, but as we locate him in his lair, the presence of an innocent is clear. We the fallen angels, have orders from our God to destroy everyone in the compound. But how can we angels take the life of an innocent, one that has not yet pledged to one or the other.


The innocent, a beautiful woman would appear to not know the evil that stands beside her. Her long flowing blond hair tickles the belt of her skirt. Her legs bare from the knee down to her bare foot is alluring to the eye, such a difference from the stone cold tyrant that stood mear feet away. Knowing his atrocities against humanity makes it hard to imagine such innocent a creature in his presence.


Still the Gods have given the order that all should die at our hands, living thing left behind. We three looked at each other silently speaking the same thought of how could we the fallen angels kill purity. We watched in silence each knowing we could be done with our task and on our way back to heaven, but for the hope that the innocent would leave so we would not have to destroy her too.


We were all too efficient at our jobs and surely would be asked about the delay in completion, but we persevered. Hoping against the odds, we watched as the blond beauty seemed to move about freely so we thought. It became clear that we needed to complete our task to make the window of opportunity to return home. The UH-60 Black Hawk was to pick us up no later than 13:00 Zulu, and if we didn’t make it to the extraction point by then there was only one other opportunity 10 klicks away.


After the second extraction opportunity passed we would be on our own to evacuate before hellfire would be unleashed and the sky would rain fire on our op. Still weighing our mission against the taking of innocence we began to feel the stress and then an opportunity presented, Blonde went out side to the pool and disrobed before jumping in.