((Intro))

I sat in my bed, locked away by my parents. They were so protective over me. To them, I was a fragile piece of gl*censored*; beautiful, yet delicate. They forgot how sharp gl*censored* could be, though. I laid down and sighed. It was boring being in a room all by yourself. I would escape if I could, but there were several guards outside my bedroom door, guarding it. Guarding me.

Just as I was about to fall asleep, loud, clomping footsteps sounded outside my bedroom door followed by angry shouts of the guards. It was all so loud. Then, it got quiet. Deadly quiet. Something was up. I jumped from my bed, my white gown brushing the floor. I cracked my door to find all of the guards dead. I screamed. I screamed an endless scream. Someone had killed them.

Several bangs sounded upstairs, in my mother and father's room. I ran out the door, tears streaming down my face. I avoided the pools of blood that were around the dead bodies of the guards. My bare feat hit the floor delicately as I  held up the bottom of my long gown so that I wouldn't trip on it. What was going on? Did the demons attack? No. Surely not. Our castle is the best protected facility in heaven.

I entered my mother and father's room, out of breath from climbing up the steps. But when I got there, my father was on the ground and so was my mother. My father was leaning over my mother, sobbing. A large, tall figure with dark hair and dark eyes streaked past me, holding his injured arm. My father had hurt him, but not killed him.

The figure- a man, I think- disappeared in a flash of blue flames. He was a demon. I rushed over to my father and looked down at my mom. She had a dagger in her chest, and a stream of blood was trickling out of the corner of her mouth. She was dying, and we couldn't save her. Only God could save her, but by the time we got her to the highest place in heaven, she would be dead.

"Collin," my mom said to my dad in a happy voice. She always had a way of sounding happy at a time like this.

"Yes, Josephine," my father said inbetween sobs.

"Send our daughter to Earth. She'll be safe there. Nobody will recognize her. Nobody is safe here anymore." And at that, my mother died. Those were her last words. Her last words were concerned about me. When angels die, they are sent to Earth. Basically, they are forced into a different body without a single memory of heaven.

"Sara," my father said, picking my mom up in his arms, "prepare for your descent. You're going to Earth."

*****

Less than an hour later, my father had my mom buried. I was at the uppermost part of heaven, God's palace. My father was in God's chambers, discussing with him how it was my mother's last wish to send me to Earth. Normally, angels couldn't be sent to earth for no reason. They had to have a good reason. My mom's reason is that I am the only offspring of the highest royal family in heaven.

Soon, my father opened the door to God's chamber and motioned for me to come inside. I walked in. God was beautiful. I couldn't really see him, though. He was a huge ball of white light that glowed with love and kindness and warmth. He was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.

"Hello, Sara," God said in the most beautiful voice. His voice reminded me of gold; warm and smooth. "You may begin your descent. Several of the other angels on earth have prepared you a home. We are going to send an angel with you, though. He has been to earth before. He will show you around, and teach you the rules."

Soon, a boy about my age, sixteen to eighteen, walked in. He was handsome. Of course, all angels had a distinct beauty around them.

"Sara, this is the boy that God was speaking of," my father said, placing a hand on my shoulder. "He will go with you to earth. He will be your guardian there."

I didn't speak. I was nervous to speak around God. I was scared that what I would say would sound disrespectful or something.

God waved goodbye, and the whole room began to spin.

"Goodbye, Sara," God and my father said simultaneously as they turned into a blur. The only person that wasn't a blur was the boy. Of course, he was coming to Earth with me.

The spinning stopped as quickly as it began. I was in a house, a large one at that. I fell to my feet as the heavenly weightlessness disappeared. I looked over at the boy who was standing there without a problem. This was going to be a long stay on Earth.

((Plot))

Demons have attacked the castle of Josephine and Collin. Sara, their daughter, was sent to Earth to be protected by a boy around her age. Will she be safe, or will the demons attack once more, but on Earth this time?

((Extra Information))

I tend to get lots of questions when I put up this roleplay, so I'm going to make everything clear. The guy that Sara goes to earth with is also an angel. They keep their angelic qualities such as sprouting wings from their back at will. (All angels have that ability, so it isn't considered a power.) When angels die, they return to earth in a different body, a baby's body. In other words, they are reborn as humans. However, when angels are sent to earth by god, they keep their body, and remain at the age that they were in heaven.

((Rules))

1. This is a 1x1. First come, first serve.
2. I play as Sara. Whoever joins must be the boy that was sent to Earth with her.
3. PG-14, please.
4. Romance and action are strongly encouraged.
5. No gay/bi/lesbian characters.
6. Ask to join.
7. Be literate! At least five deive, well structured sentences per post.
8. I am going to roleplay in first person in this roleplay; however, you do not have to roleplay in first person if you don't want to.
9. Have fun!

((Bio Skeleton))

Name:
Age: (I want the boy to be a bit older than Sara so that he is more experienced.)
Gender:
Looks:
Personality:
Power(s): (All angels have them. Three at the maximum.)
History:
Other?:

((My Character))

Name: Sara
Age: 16, almost 17
Gender: Female
Looks: Sara stands at 5'5". She has somewhat tan skin and thigh-length platinum blonde hair. She has a few freckles across her cheeks. Her eyes are a striking green. She has long legs, and is very thin.
Personality: Sara is quiet. She gets nervous easily, but can be fiery at times too. She looks back to when her mom died, and cries a lot. If you confront her too much about her past, she might have an emotional breakdown.
Power(s): She can speak to animals and heal. Healing tires her out quickly, though.
History: If you read the intro, you would know.
Other?: Nope.