*URGH*
"Get out you beggar, I don't want to see you here again" The guard of the restaurant shouted with immense hatred and disgust, his cold eyes full of abhorrence.
"But we are Angels, we are supposed to ...- oh shut up you have been a curse to the Angel race and your parents, you caused the death of your parents. All angels have yellow or golden hair but you have silver-coloured hair and you even have emerald blue eyes" The crowd retorted not even letting the boy finish his sentence.
The boy walked away clutching his stomach as tears rolled down his face full of melancholy. The crowd continued murmuring saying cruel things about him as they dispersed.
The boy had a long silver color that covered his right eye he had a small nose and mouth with a fair complexion that complimented the beauty of his parents, and his diamond-defined face and slender legs gave him a height of 4ft 2. A foul stench emitted from the body of the youth which caused the death of many beautiful flowers.
The boy walked for half an hour before he arrived at the front of a cave in The Forest of Dilmenia. He entered the cave but was shocked to see an ugly old man removing the fur of a rabbit.
Scars were visible all over the face of the man revealing the countless struggles and pain of the man. He was very muscular with long legs, there were no wings on his back which frightened the boy. The boy turned back and was about to run when the man said
"Wait, I know this is where you stay right? So I want to ask if I can join you," The man said revealing his deep voice.
Owen was shocked that the man wasn't bad and didn't even call him a shameful boy, he still doubted the man but felt a sense of belonging. He slowly approached him still maintaining a considerable distance.
The man began to roast the meat while trying to converse with Owen. The aroma of the meat was amazing as the man displayed his wonderful roasting skill. He used different spices making the beautiful as Owens stomach growled as his hunger increased.
The man chuckled inwardly as he heard the growl of Owen's stomach.
After some minutes, the meat was roasted, and the man called Owen to eat which made him happy. He forgot that the man was a stranger and walked towards the meat until he was directly opposite the meat which had been roasted all around.
"What is your name? " the man asked.
"I am O-Owen S-Shirldon" Owen stuttered.
"Nice, well I am Shye Douglas" The man replied as he began to eat.
Owen stretch his hand toward the meat as he felt the hunger slowly fade away. He shoved a huge amount of meat into his mouth tears streamed down his face as he felt the spices dancing around his tongue.
Mr. Shye felt his heart melt as he watched Owen eat the meat. Thought of him taking Owen as his son rushed through his head as he began to have watery eyes. He felt his broken heart mending as he saw his son in Owen.
15 minutes later ....
Owen finished eating the meat as he noticed Mr. Shye watching him intently, he saw tears on his face as he began to think of what he did, he thought Mr. Shye had eaten a lot before he ate the food with speed and efficiency.
"Owen, do you have a father or a mother? " Mr Shye asked.
"No I don't, my parents died during the war against the Hawk people and ever since then he has been alone" Owen replied.
Joy was evident in the face of Mr Shye who had hope that Owen would accept him as his father. The once chilling aura of Mr. Shye was replaced with a luxuriate aura which made made Owen loosen up with Mr. Shye.
"Owen, will you be my son? Please" Mr Shye asked nervously his heart began to race, and the air was tense as the sudden question shocked Owen he didn't know how to react to the sudden question.
He was happy as everybody else thought of him as a curse to the Angel race but this man was nice and even saw him worthy to be his son.
"Yes, yes, yes," Owen said happily.