Clipped (California request)

[spoiler]Im not very religious, I apologize now if I offend you in any way or have something incorrect.[/spoiler]
>You... are an Angel.
>You go by the name of...
>Name of...
>...
>That's not important now.
>Today is your last day in heaven.
>Today, you were to have your wings clipped, and banishment was sure to come after.
>A line was forming.
>Filled with heretics, [spoiler]LOVE[/spoiler]rs, and those who rebel against the lord.
>What was the crime you committed?
>A human...
>A human like none other...
>A human that suffers every night...
>That human believed that "God" would help her; however, the lord only ignored her.
>The human prayed every night...
>Only to be ignored... repeatedly.
>Then... One night...

>"Lord, my God... Please... please..."
>The human looked up, tears running down its face.
>"Tomorrow... I shall be..."
>The human, even at its time of death... began to write.
>"A land of happiness... Far... Far..."
>The human buried its face in its arms, dropping its quill on the ground.
>"Away..."
>You could not sit idly...
>How can anyone sit idly?
>But...
>This human is going through trials...
>The lord always has a plan.
>The next day...
>The human was put to trial.
>"This wench is here today, because she could not pay! After her husband had died, she had stopped paying to the state! This woman had been living off of the state for YEARS! Not a single coin was given."
>The large, filthy human grabbed the frail humans hands.
>"I say, we give her 50 lashes! For disobeying the state, and not paying! Why should this woman live happy, when so many others go hungry?!"
>The crowd roared.

>The trial was set.
>That human was, in fact, hungry.
>And that human did not live happy.
>The large brutish human stripped the other delicate human.
>The crowd continued to roar.
>"That woman deserved it!"
>"FEEL THE PAIN! FEEL THE PAIN OF THE PEOPLE!"
>"DO IT! LASH HER! LASH HER!"
>The crowd was thirsty for innocent blood.
>The frail human looked up.
>"Please... Do not let this be so... God... why?! WHY?!"
>The large, disgusting human laid the brittle human down over a wooden table, binding her hands to it.
>Then... it began to caress the human's body, making the innocent human scream.
>"This will not be over quickly..."
>"Please... please don't..."
>The human fell back.
>"THIS! This is what we must do! People like this, destroy society! They destroy the lives of the people!"
>It turns to the bound human.
>"They destroy themselves."
>It reaches for its whip.
>Leather... with sharp object embedded into it.
>"One!"

>A loud crack was heard.
>The human that was bound began to scream.
>The other; however, began to laugh.
>"See! These are the screams of a traitor to the state! TWO!"
>"NOOOO! PLEASE! SOMEONE! PLEEEEAAAAAA"
>The crowds got what they wanted.
>Cry's for help... Cry's for mercy.
>"Three! Four! Five! Si-"
>The man stopped.
>The crowd watched in awe and silence.
>The bound human... was speechless at what she saw.
>You were standing before them.
>Your hand... was grasping the hand of a blood-stained monster...
>Whispers from the crowd was heard.
>"He bear's wings like a dove..."
>"A crown of gold floats above his head..."
>"It is none other... then an angel."
>"Bow you idiot! Bow!"
>Moments later the entire area was bowing.
>The human that remained in your grasp was trying to bow as well.

>"F-F-orgive me! I have a son, and a beautiful wife!"
>You can see straight through it...
>It did not have a son... it did not have a wife...
>Lies.
>You release the human.
>"Th-thank you..." the human mumbles as he crawls back to the crowd.
>You walked over to the human, and unbind it.
Are you alright?
>Tears were streaming out of her eyes.
>"Are... you real?"
>You wrap your arms around her, healing her wounds.
>The crowd watches closely.
>"A miracle!"
>"He really is an angel!"
>"Please help me! My child is sick and-"
>"My family goes hungry PLEASE HELP!"
>The crowd began to swarm you.
>Humans...
>Moments ago, they were crying out for blood.
>You turn your back on the crowd.
>"Please..."
>The frail human grabs you from your tunic.
>"Don't..."

>You had to.
>Heaven awaits...
>...
>The human grabs you at the base of your wing.
>"Take me with you..."
>You could not.
>"I fear death... But-"
>You say nothing.
>"No!"
>You take off.
>"Please!"
>You couldn't...
>As soon as you flew passed the first cloud, everything went black.
>You were prepared for your punishment.
>You feared, nothing.
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>"Next," a fat angel, with white wings, said while sitting on his chair.
>You wake up... and avert your eyes to the angel in-front of you.
>The angel was seated.
>You watched as he screams.
>"HELP ME, PLEASE! ELIZABETH! I MUST! I Must!
>"For the crime of fornicating with a human. You are sentenced to clipping, of the wings.
>The dark winged angel laid his wings out.
>"She is in danger! Please! Let me go-"
>His wings were cut clean off of his back.
>"AAHHHH! DAMN YOU! Damn this heaven, damn that Earth!"
>You watch with a straight face.
>His blood runs down his back, and onto the floor.
>He faints a moment later.
>The angel's behind you were shaking.
>There chains were rattling, putting stress on yours.
>"Next"
>You to were sat down.
>"You are sentenced to clipping, of the wings. For showing yourself to not one, but a crowd of humans, and helping a human-woman in her times of troubles, in the eyes of God. The lord was watching, every second of it."
>He was... watching?
...

>"Nothing?"
>The dark winged angel that held the sword lifted the sword over his head.
>"Is there no human or angel you would like to plea to?" The large angel asked.
...
>A moment later, you felt it.
>Or more precisely, you didn't feel anything at all...
>Your wings... were completely severed from your back.
>"Didn't get all of it." The dark winged angel whispered.
>"That doesn't matter! Next!"
>You were feeling weak.
>Blood was spewing from your back, painting the tile ground in red.
>Like the rest of them, you faint.
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>The sounds of screams wake you up.
>It seems that you are being dragged, your feet scrapping against the ground.
>Your arms are being supported by two, much larger, angels.
>They throw you in a cell, aside an old angel. He was clipped, much like you.
>The two, large, angels walk off.
>You sit up from your awkward position.