Since he can think he has felt that he was different. He got raised by his Aunt since he turned 3 years old. His Parents died in an accident were he was the only one who survived. Everyone always said it is a miracle that he made it out alive. As he turned 10 his Aunt and him were involved in another accident, where again only he survived. And again it was a miracle. Since then he was living with his Grandmother, who taught him to be a good person, to never be selfish and to be a good religious man.
The years went by and he grew up to a good and hard working man. He worked day in day out in a warehouse, where they never recognized how hard he is working and how good he is in his job. He worked there for years and in his free time he did all he could to help people who don’t have it as good as he has had it. He never did that alone since he had friends who believed in him and what he did and have let him lead them to help the others. As the company he worked for had to close and started to fire workers he first didn’t know what to do. But after a few days he smiled and said to himself and his friends, “We should start something on our own. Maybe something where we can make some money to survive and still be abled to help people”. His friends agreed and they planned on opening a Pawn Shop. Because the son of one of his friends and followers in his believes always calls them “Riding Angels”, since he knows that they help others and because they ride Motorcycles, the “Riding Angels Pawn Shop” got born.
It went very well for years and they helped a lot of people. Some friends even moved to other cities and opened a “Riding Angels Pawn Shop” there as well, to bring the help further out into the world. He couldn’t be happier with his life. When he was riding his motorcycle down the street everyone smiled and greeted him. He knew he was doing something good to a world that could be cruel sometimes. As his grandmother passed away everyone helped him to get over it. She was always proud of him and his work. She left him a letter and a key. He has read the letter and the only words that were written on it were: “Dwayne, I am so proud of you and your work. In this letter you will find a key to a safe-deposit box at the bank. It is important that you open it.”
It took him weeks to finally open the safe-deposit box but as he did he found a letter and newspaper articles about the accidents he were involved in as he was a child. He knew so less about his parents or what his aunt did for a living. He started to read the long letter of his grandmother. He was confused as he has read the words: “Be careful out there grandson, they did the same you do now. Maybe that’s why they died.”, “I am sure it weren’t accidents...” and as she talked about “Angels”, “Demons” and “The Prophecy”. So he started to research what his parents and aunt have done in their lives, just to find out that they did the same he has done, the same that he is doing now. They were helping people just like he is doing, he didn’t know that before.
He asked himself: “Is that the reason why they are dead now? Haven’t it been accidents? If no, then who wanted them dead?”
He thought he might never find the answer to this questions since the police reports claimed that it really were accidents. So he has let it rest but has never forgotten about it. A few years later he had to travel to another city to hold a conference with his friends, the Pawn Shop owners from the other cities. He was driving down the highway in a dark night as suddenly the back tire of his motorcycle started to burst. Without being abled to break he crashed into the barrier of the highway. It took him a few minutes to wake up again, he found himself with his left arm and a few ribs broken, bleeding badly. No one was even in near at the moment, so he probably wouldn’t even be found alive. That he knew for sure. He was slowly fading as a bright light appeared. He rubbed his eyes blinded by the bright light. A white dressed creature with wings stood in front of him.
“Who are you”, Dwayne asked. “You might not remember me” the bright creature said “I am your grandfather”. “My grandfather passed away when I was one year old and why don’t you help me, I am dying here!” said Dwayne in pain and a furious tone. “Yes I did grandson and its time that you know the truth about yourself. And no, I am sorry but I can’t help you yet, but you will understand it soon”.
“Listen Dwayne, everyone in our family lived to help people. But being such a good person is not always without danger. The accidents you were in as you were a child weren’t accidents, it were planned attacks of demons. And, you might already assume it by that, everyone in your, our, family is or was an angel. And you are very special because once there was a prophecy about a man that will survive the attacks of demons and then die in a more natural way, when he becomes an angel the world will change. And I believe you are that man Dwayne” his grandfather said. ”How can I be an angel? I am just a man or not?” Dwayne asked. His grandfather laughed “Dwayne, no one gets born as an angel, you can become an angel at the moment on that you are about to pass away. You will be transcended and be brought back to earth then to continue your work on earth. The same happened to your aunt and your parents. They were already angels when they had the accidents with you in it, that’s why they didn’t return anymore." “When did they become angels?” Dwayne asked. His grandfather looked down “As you were one year old we had a car accident and before we passed away an angel came and granted us the opportunity to become angels. We all accepted, but I decided to stay up in heaven to have an eye on you. Your parents and your aunt decided to go back down to earth to be there for you and the people there”. They talked for hours as Dwayne was fading slowly.
“Dwayne, listen up, your time is running out. You need to decide, do you want to just pass away or do you want to become an angel like everyone of our family did? Do you want to fulfill your prophecy and be abled to help more people on earth?” His grandfather asked in a rushing tone. “Yes grandfather, I want to help more people on earth. I want to fulfill the prophecy and be the doom of the demons, and will hunt them down to send them where they belong”. Dwayne said eagerly. So they started the process of transcendence. “You will have to pick a domain Dwayne, but pick wisely” his grandfather said with a smile. “I don’t know what domains are there but I want to be what everyone in my family has been” said Dwayne sure about his decision. His grandfather laughed “Well then Angel of Death it will be, like every one of us before you”
After the transcending his grandfather explained Dwayne the rules and not long after that Dwayne were back on his motorcycle and the highway, knowing that there will be a lot more to come.