FandEAngelJ

(I'm going to be putting my rough draft on here. So it is NOT the final thing. I'm think of this all right now so it's isn't going to be fantastic, but my friends have wanted to see some of my writing. So,this is what this is really for. -_-" there is no need for criticism. If it sucks chances are I already know.)      Micheal was walking through the market, picking different fruits at vegetables for his dinner. Being and angel was hard. It was even harder being an arc angel. The only thing harder than that was being an arc angel doing field work. He was one doing Field work, which was living in the human world and reporting back to The oth

(Now watch me bullshit this.)   James rode helplessly though the darkness of the woods. Never before was he so thankful that his horse was so fast. "Go, Treasure! Go! Come on, girl!" He urged the horse as she accelerated forward. James kept his eyes ahead as the sound of hooves trailing behind him faded. He rode on foe about three more miles before he stopped his horse next to the pool leveling her drink.    James rested against a nearby tree with his bag at his side. His back was sore, but that was the least of his problems. He gently untied his vest and unbuttoned his shirt looking at the wound from where he has been stabbed by his assa