the boy:<a class="postlink" href="https://encrypted-tbn2.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSDW8zpxJeTGe-yIfKUF0wzR7T9vZ9mfPmeotnhvBWdkKgglp5K_A">[ img ]</a><br/><br/>"Uh, don't worry about it," he said, not recognizing her. "I should've been watching where I was going." He held out a hand, "My name's Kasai. Say it really was my fault. Let me get you something to eat, on me." He smiled warmly at her.<br/>-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/>Angel's Normal Form:<a class="postlink" href="https://encrypted-tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQrdcLCxqcNszMjEe86isZM-ffIJ-FFBWCZZqJWYCF0flzN_09yKw">[ img ]</a><br/><br/>His angel transformation:<a class="postlink" href="https://encrypted-tbn2.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQzpnBc0DZqawfKrVSRh-OfASWKEkbgGRb4er1-_NOuOuFSnuQ_VA">[ img ]</a><br/><br/>Angel was sitting on a bench in town, taking a break from his training. He stretched and put his hands behind his head, then looked up at the clouds. After a few minutes of rest he got up; ready to get back to work. On his way back to the fields he almost bumped into what appeared to be a young woman and her boyfriend. "Sorry," he muttered before stepping out of their way. The girl muttered an apology of her own as Angel went on his way.<br/><br/>The fields used to be beautiful with cleanly cut green grass and stone steps leading up a single hill. And at the top of this hill was a now shabby circular stone clearing with a bench sitting beneath a lone tree. Nobody took care of this place anymore so the grass had grown long and yellow, and most of the stone tiles were cracked. People almost avoided the fields now. They say that only idealists go there. But it happened to be Angel's favorite place to train.<br/><br/>Angel took a deep breath, then dropped down. He counted his pushups out loud as an extra challenge and to train his lungs. This time he broke his record, he got in a total of 104 pushups before he collapsed. As soon as he'd hit the ground he rolled over and started situps using the same method of counting. He continued in this strength training cycle for three hours, then got up to run.<br/><br/>Running was the easiest exercise for him, so it usually took the longest. Today he spent 2 hours and 45 minutes jogging, then spent half an hour practicing sprints. It was more difficult and testing to run on the uneven ground, which was part of the reason Angel trained there. After that he jogged up and down the hill steps a couple of times.<br/><br/>Angel wasn't just doing all of this work for fun. He had a goal in mind. He was getting stronger so he could rescue his parents from the people who took them all those years ago. He was well aware that whatever strength he had in his natural form was multiplied in his Angel form, and that was his trump card. Years ago, the day before his parents were taken, they told him: "Angel, you are the child of the angels. You were born to help bring peace back to this world. heaven, and earth, and the dragon elements must work together to save this world. If you're going to save this world you must find the child of the earth, and the children of the dragons. The elements must work together, that is the only hope we have."<br/><br/>Angel wasn't sure if he believed what they said, but he wanted them back, and that's why he was training. If somehow he actually finds this child of earth or the children of the dragons on his way to rescuing his parents then that was fine, but it wasn't by any means his first priority. The whole thing really didn't make sense to him. If it was true and he was really the "child of the angels" then what did that make his parents?<br/><br/>Angel went to do pullups on the tree. Maybe more strength training would take his mind off things. But when he touched the branch he was hit with the memory of almost bumping into that girl, and was thrown down. Angel pushed himself off the ground stunned. /what was that?/ he thought. /And who is that girl?/