Prologue


"Mama..please calm down.."

Little Seiya Yamuko was standing in the doorway leading to the kitchen and staring at his mother. Seiya is ten years old, and he is holding his favorite teddy bear in his arms. It is a summer night but it felt like winter came early. The room was cold, so cold that Seiya cold see his and his mother's breath.

"Mama..why are you so afraid of me.?"

His mother, Akino Yamuko, is sitting on the floor grasping her head while rocking back and forth. A cigarette is in her mouth but it is unlit. His mother had a mental illness where she would think Seiya is an angel then accuse him of being a demon out to destroy the world.

Seiya's father left his mother years ago after a huge fight. He left Seiya with Akino and married another women. His father couldn't stand living with her because of her mental illness. It was a stupid mistake for him to do so.

"Stay away from me.." Seiya heard his mother whisper.

"Mama..it's me.." the little boy pleaded as he placed his bare feet on the stone cold floor of the kitchen. "I'm your son, Seiya. Your one and only. Don't you love me?"

His mother didn't move as Seiya approached her. But when he got close and started to reach out for her, she grabbed his hand and pulled him towards her.

Seiya's eyes widened as he was pulled into his mother's embrace. He looked up to her face as she stared down at him with crazed blood red eyes.

"Your not my son..you are a demon in the body of my son. Give him back to me!"

Seiya's eyes were bulging when his mother opened the cupboard and lifted a long kitchen knife out of it.

"Mama.." whimpered Seiya as tears flooded his eyes.

"I could sense that you were going to be a demon," said his mother. "My tarot cards told me so. I read my future while pregnant with you and the cards told me that something terrible would happen to me. They were right, I bared a demon!"

Seiya struggled helplessly against his mother but she held him tightly while a twisted grin formed on her beautiful features; Seiya always believed that his mother was an angel because she was so delicate and graceful.

"The cards told me I had to fight away the evil and that is what I am going to do!"

"Mama! NO!"

Seiya screamed loudly as his mother lifted up the knife high into the air. Then Seiya heard a gun shot. His eyes opened when he felt his mother release him, and the rush of wind as he fell backwards.

His eyes were huge as he saw blood splashing from the wound on his mother's hand. The knife in her hand fell to the ground with a clang.

"Mrs. Yamuko, you are under arrest for child abuse and attempted murder," said a police officer. It turns out that a neighbor had seen Seiya's mother hitting him earlier when he wanted a hug. The neighbor called the police and they arrived just in time.

"No!" screamed Akino. "You don't understand!" She looked over at Seiya's direction and pointed a long slender finger at him. "He is a demon! A DEMON! He must be destroyed!"

"Mama.Mama.." cried Seiya. A women police officer wrapped a blanket around Seiya and carried him out of the house while two male officers tackled Akino Yamuko and strapped her into a white jacket.

"It's alright little one," said the women officer. "Your mother is ill and needs some time in a hospital. We'll find someone to take care of you until your mother gets better."

Seiya's home was flooding with spectators, reports, police cars, and an ambulance. Seiya clutched the women's uniform shirt in fear from the noises and the gockers.

"Let me go!" Seiya heard his mother scream. "The world will be turned into nothing but evil if you let him live! He must die!"

"Mama.." called Seiya as he struggled in the officer's arms in attempt to run to his mother's side. "Mama!"

Akino turned her eyes towards Seiya's direction. The hatred in them disappeared and was replaced with a soft, longing love.

"My baby," she whispered. "My beautiful angel."

They both reached their hands out to each other but were being lead away. The police officer was carrying Seiya to her car while two medics were pushing Akino, who was on a stretcher, into the ambulance.

"Goodbye.my baby." she said as the doors closed to the ambulance.

"No! Mama! MAMA!" screamed Seiya.

"Shh.Shhh.its okay honey," said the officer. "She is going to be alright."

Seiya buried his face against the women's bosom and cried while she stroked his hair and opened the door to her patrol car.

She placed him into the back seat and shut the door. Seiya watched as the women opened the driver door and climbed inside.

Seiya looked out the back window as the car started and pulled out of the driveway of his home. It was sad to see his home disappear right before his eyes. All of this happened so very fast that it was too much for Seiya.

Seiya slid down from his seat and closed his eyes. The sound of heavy rain began to hit against the patrol car. Seiya opened his eyes and looked to see that the policewomen had turned on the window wipers.

"We will stop by a store and get you some food," said the women. "You must be hungry. For now, get some rest."

Seiya nodded and turned his head to rest it against the car seat. The light of the full moon lit up the city he was in. His head suddenly perked up when something caught his eye. On one building he can see a person that appeared to have pure white wings; the moonlight reflected of the person.

His eyes were huge as the person with the white wings passed by and replaced it with one that was wearing a white trench coat and had black wings.

Seiya blinked a few times and both of them disappeared.

"Angels?" he said to himself.

"Little one, hush now," said the officer. "Go to sleep."

"Sorry, police women-san," he apologized. He closed his eyes and curled up while clutching the blanket and his teddy bear close.

"Maybe..I'll wake up..and this would just be some horrible nightmare.."

Sadly, for poor Seiya Yamuko, this was reality.

End of Prologue.

**I hope you enjoy the prologue of the pre-queal to In the Arms of an Angel. Stay tuned for Chapter 1 and please review so that I know how I am doing so far ^^**

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Introduction


Seven years had passed since the day Seiya's mother tried to kill him. He would go to the mental hospital once a week to visit his mother. She'd forget who he is, call him Satan's child, or call him her little angel. The doctor said that she has a disorder where she keeps changing her mind about certain things and accuses things that are not what they are (like Seiya being the son of Satan).

A man and women who are married but are unable to have children adopted Seiya when he was twelve years old. They treat him fairly and love him dearly like he was their own. He actually liked living with them because he felt like he had a true home.

However, Seiya was the type to sneak out of the house every school night and hang out with his best friend Leo. They'd use fake ID's to get into bars and play pool against older men. But they never went far with getting into trouble. They'd never get into drugs, smoking, and alcohol.

Leo is the same age as him. They met in Junior High and have been un- separable ever since. Leo was the goofy type and loved to pull pranks on the older kids. Sometimes they'd get so carried away they would come home with blood noses. But that didn't stop them until they got to high school where they calmed down a bit.

Seiya's foster parents never found out about his late night outings; they always considered him a good, bright, kid. Seiya is bright of course but tends to get into mischief outside of school.

Seiya enjoys going to the pool, watching Leo play basketball; Leo wants to be a pro when he is older, playing his electric guitar, and sneaking out of his room at night to hang around town.

Seiya attends Red Star High and is in his final grade of high school. Him and Leo have promised each other that they'd graduation together ever since they met. As their graduation draws nearer...their destined fates is following close behind. This is the story of Seiya Yamuko and his life.