"Please God! I don't want to be abandoned again!" A young woman that looked to be in her exact twenties pleaded to the creator of the mortals.

"I am sorry (Y/N)...." God said.

"You have betrayed the laws of Heaven.... You must become a Fallen Angel..." God continued staying calm.

Tears welded in (Y/N)'s eyes as she knew nothing could work.

She hung her head.

"I understand..." She said.

Other Angels were ether in dismay or smirking.

She wasn't the most Loved Angel in Heaven.

Just like she wasn't when she was alive.

"But..." God said making her stiffen.

"I will not send you to hell. I will send you to live with the Mortals..." He finished.

He waved his hand a bright white light engulfed (Y/N) as her wings turned the darkest of black.

She could hear faintly in her head.

"My job to make you a Fallen Angel, (Y/N)...." Her Lovers voice rang through her head as he was talking mentally.

"Is over...."

(Y/N)'s Point of View:

"NO!" I yelled as I shot off the rooftop from slumber now wide awake.

I was breathing heavily as I was now wide awake.

I ran a hand through my hair.

"Why did you do this to me Clark...." I said.

"Why?..." I finished as I cried into my dress pulling my knees to my chest.

(Ignore the crown and earnings)

I sobbed lightly as I wrapped my wings around me as the late night air nipped at my skin.

It had felt like two hours when it was literally half and hour of sobbing lightly....

When....

"Are you alright miss?"

Sorry it's short!