Description
An Angel’s job is to find and take the souls of those who are ready to go to heaven. A Demon’s job is to find and take the souls of those who are ready to go to hell. And a mortal’s job is to, well, not mess up and get the latter. With each Demon and Angel the color of the wings tells their entire story – what they do, where they go, what they can control. And -- living on the mortal earth – they conceal these in loose clothing and always have a cover – something feathered in case a real feather drops. To further their case they partake in earthly things like jobs and friends and homes and simply fitting in. It’s all to protect themselves from discovery – the first rule in the book. Don’t reveal yourself to mortals or the other kind. Don’t stray from your cover. And most importantly, no relations with the other race of anything more than friendship. The rules that you never break. Gavin has finally got himself settled onto the mortal earth as a high-ranked Demon. He counts the souls that go to hell and collects them himself. On his way to his next target, he manages to run into an angel that changes his path forever. When the same man shows up two years later at his ‘cover work’ at Roosterteeth, what can he do but break the rules? {ah omg its here} EDIT***** We changed the name because of the fact we found a much older fic with the same name and decided not to get involved with all the bad crap that would come along with it ugh.
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