Fallen Angel
If there was one thing Derrick knew, it was that people couldn’t fly, but that didn’t help explain the figure currently hovering three feet off the ground in front of him. That’s when Gale, the figure in question, utterly destroyed Derrick’s confidence in the world around him and explained that she was an extraterrestrial being on a diplomatic mission from her home planet. Derrick could respond to the crushing fear this instilled one of two ways: collapse to his knees and grovel and worship her as a deity, or pull out his gun and shoot wildly. Derrick unwisely chose the latter, grossly underestimating the powers of a being capable of interstellar travel, and Gale reduced him to a pile of ash.
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