When Angels Descend The Heavens

by Mariya Cross

Forewords

When Angels Descend the Heavens

DooJoon, HyunSeung, 2 Girls

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Hey! So, I’m back with another fic. I don’t know why but the ideas just flow right through my head. This story features my major bias in B2ST, DooJoon and second bias, HyunSeung along with two fictional girls. The other one is me while the other is you. I won’t leave a blank, I will put a name. I hope you all enjoy and don’t forget to comment.

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*Characters:

Yoon DooJoon

- 21 years old
- Fallen angel
- Became a non believer afterwards
- Playboy
- Has a strong sense of justice

Jang HyunSeung

- 20 years old
- Guardian angel
- He is tasked to look after DooJoon
- DooJoon’s best friend
- Has a strong sense of justice

Yang YeoBin

- 20 years old
- Human/high school student
- A pianist, violinist and guitarist
- Your best friend
- Appears weak but really isn’t
- Boyish and loud

Moon IsEul

- 20 years old
- Human/high school student
- A great theatre artist
- YeoBin’s best friend and unnie
- Will fight for her loved ones
- Girly, calm and collected

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“Yoon DooJoon, we hereby sentence you of beheading.” The hooded figure known as the Saint of Justice, said to the kneeling DooJoon. This was how things were fixed in a land called Fortress or as humans’ called it, Heaven. But, it was no heaven, maybe it was for humans and newcomers, but it was as good as hell for old guardians. In the Fortress, all angels are classified into classes. If you are good enough, they will make you a saint, but, if you weren’t, you’ll be a fallen angel. Most angels fall to the ranks of guardian angel, death angel, and love angel, angel of peace and angel of war. Yoon DooJoon was a 21-year old angel. He was a guardian angel along with his best friend, Jang HyunSeung. DooJoon loved being an angel, but, he found out all the things the saints do behind the angels’ backs and started to rebel. He would go down to Earth and wreck havoc. None of the saints could stop him because he was too powerful as he was young. HyunSeung, although it hurt, captured DooJoon and sent him to court martial.

“Yoon DooJoon, you have defied what the Gods have set out for you. You must be killed.” The saint of Justice, said once more. DooJoon smirked before saying, “You actually think you’ll be able to hide all of the things you and your stupid thugs do, MinSeok?” MinSeok was the saint of Justice’s name. Calling the names of angels higher than you, heck, even calling someone older than you is wrong. MinSeok tried to compose himself but the sadness, anger, disappoint and anxiousness filled his eyes. MinSeok was older than DooJoon by a couple of years but they were very close especially when they were still alive. But, MinSeok died earlier than DooJoon, when DooJoon died, MinSeok was happy to be with him, but he found out DooJoon changed. Only HyunSeung could calm him down, he only talks seriously to HyunSeung, he is only himself with HyunSeung. After a lot of forcing, MinSeok was able to ask HyunSeung what happened to DooJoon. The story goes like this, after MinSeok died, the 9 year old DooJoon moved to Seoul where he met HyunSeung and became his best friend. Because of an accident, DooJoon suffered from amnesia while HyunSeung was in coma. DooJoon only remembered his family, the accident and HyunSeung. He kept blaming himself because of what happened and killed him at the same time when HyunSeung’s heart stopped beating. MinSeok was dumbfounded with what happened until he asked KyuMi, the saint of Memories, to show him what happened. She obliged to his request and showed him the day of the accident and when the two of them died. DooJoon was 20 while HyunSeung was 19 when they died. They were very young and their parents are still very sad by what happened.

“DooJoon, for everything you have done, we hereby sentence you to banishment. Your wings will be cut and you will be sent to the mortal world.” MinSeok harshly said. Ooh’s and aah’s filled the room. A lot of angels knew that banishment was worse than being killed. A lot would rather be killed than be banished. “Fine, guess it’s better than to be beheaded.” DooJoon plainly said as he made his way to MinSeok, took out a small vial and drank it. With a split second, DooJoon’s wings disappeared and he fell from the fortress to the mortal world.

“Goodbye DooJoon.”

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