Morgan’s path was destined during the war between the angels. The angels of light chose the side of God, while the dark angels were cast out of heaven. The war between good and evil moved to the Earth and was waged by the mortals. The angels of dark and light continued to fight with the assistance human intermediaries. These intermediaries would become the agents of the angels.
Morgan had always felt like she was different. Not good or bad, but somewhere in the middle. She was not a cool kid or a smart kid or a jock or a goth. She was always in the middle, average grades, average athletic ability, just… average.
Even her appearance was somewhere in the middle. Her hair wasn’t red or brown, but a mixture of both. Her eyes weren’t green or brown, but hazel. Even her skin couldn’t decide. She wasn’t fair or olive, but “medium skin tone.”
She had never fit anywhere, but could have fit everywhere. That was why, even though Clare was the person she trusted most in the world, she had to take a deep breath before tentatively knocking on his back door.
The door swung open, and there he was, with the same smile he wore that first morning of school years ago. Comfort washed over her. She fell into his arms and finally released the tears she had been holding back since the incident.
“Whoa, whoa, whoa girl… What’s all this about? We’re going to take care of you.”
Clare’s words broke through Morgan’s sobs, and she pulled back, “Wait. What? Did you say we?”
A noise from the living room caused Morgan to whirl around. A woman was standing in the doorway. She had strawberry blonde hair and the greenest eyes Morgan had ever seen.
“It’s alright. Don’t be scared.”
Morgan’s urge was to flee, but Clare’s arms tightened around her, and he nodded his reassurance.
“My name’s Dee. I’m your mother.”
I started the Morgan series back before the holidays. I’ve been wanting to return to it, but this was the first time the story has opened up enough for me to write more. If you are interested you can read part one, part two, and part three. The start of Dee’s story can be found here (just a note, the timeline on Dee’s story will be changing. It isn’t sitting right with me.).
The prompt for Write at the Merge were the lyrics from Some Nights by Fun and/or this image:
Photo Attribute leo.jeje