Summary:In the year 2030 the impossibly high crime rate led to the invention of a master computer. One that would hopefully eliminate all crime on earth unfortunately like all humane run systems it had a flaw.

It could be altered by hackers.

On the year 2038 Leondra McLeod is one of the best system protectors in the world yet she lives a life of secrets. Deception and control have overtaken this new computerized world and at the center of it all lies the truth of one mans crime. Daring to search for this truth Lea is suddenly faced with her deepest fear when she looses control of her life and reality and comes face to face with the impossible existence of a creature that defies every thing she believed to be true.

This story is dedicated to: My beast friends. Who said you could only have one?

The Angels' Rose:

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Prologue

2020

"Look mommy" said Bell hurrying over to her mother's hospital bed ,

"See, I built it all by my self" Holding up her lap top for her mother's inspection; the little girl smiled. "See! See!" She said; her eyes shining with pride.

Bell's mother, Danna, smiled weekly; her heart filled with pain and love "I see that dear. You always were my little genius"

Shed tried her best to sound cheerful but failed when her voice broke and a tear slid down her cheek

In an instant Bell's little face changed from excitement to worry.

"What's wrong mommy!" Danna couldn't answer. " Mommy! Mommy, your gunna' be ok arn't you!" with each passing moment Bell became more frantic. Her little hands clenching and unclenching upon her computer.

"Hush hush," Danna finely said, soothing her daughter. "Don't worry about me. You just keep working on those projects of yours."

"But your going to be alright… right?" when her mother didn't answer Bell dropped her precious computer and clung to her mother's hand. "Mommy you promised! You said you would get better."

Again Danna tried to smile, tried to sooth her daughter but she couldn't. She didn't know how to explain what she was about to tell her child.

"Bell… honey, you know how you have electricity and technology and… and computers." Bell nodded, she understood computers; her mother continued. "Well you see I didn't have any of those things when I was a little girl. I grew up in a little log cabin in the middle of Texas." She pulled out a picture and showed her daughter

"No electricity!" Bell exclaimed. She didn't think it was possible to live without electricity much less a computer so she just assumed her mother was telling another one of her fairy tales.

Danna saw the look in her daughter's eyes and realized it was no good. For all her genius Bell was still juts a child.

"You remember my stories don't you?" Danna said looking into her daughter's skeptical face. Bell nodded her hands finely relaxing upon her mothers.

She remembered…

She remembered lying in bed listening to the stories spun by her mother's soft voice. She had believed in those stores then… before her mother's accident.

"Bell" her mother said now, "this is more than a fairy tale. If you believe with all your heart…" she paused to take a painful breath, "if you can do that, then I promise, I will always be there for you".

A cold fear gripped Bell's heart. What was her mother saying?

"Do you hear me?" Danna said desperate now for her daughter to understand. "You must believe that When I… go away, I won't really be leaving I'll just be going to that little cabin." turning her head away Danna's face filed with longing, "I've missed it ever so much. I've always wanted to go back but I knew that if I did I'd never leave again. I…" Danna stopped as Bell suddenly yanked her hand away and took a step back.

"You can't go mommy" she said in a small voice, her blond head shaking in denial.

Danna longed to say something, anything that would sooth her daughter. Just then the door opened and Mr. Miclode entered the room. Silently he walked up and gave his wife a kiss then, turning to his daughter, he held out his arms. Wordlessly she fell into them and he hugged her tight, a pained look in his eyes.

Charles didn't know if he could make it through the day. It didn't seem possible that he could still be alive while his heart was breaking in two; it hurt to see what his wife was going through.

Charles met his wife's gaze over there daughter's head; they both knew it wouldn't be long.

Gingerly Danna lifted the picture and handed it to her husband.

"Make sure she always knows where it is, so that she will know she is not alone and remember …I love you" Charles could only nod as tears slid down his face.

Bell stood off to the side watching her parents as they tried to be strong for each other. She was only ten, but, she was smart for her age and she knew that her mother wouldn't be at that log cabin when she went, shed be dead; and so Bell Leandra McLeod watched as the life faded from her mother's eyes. Death had taken her from them leaving Mr. Miclode, a broken widower, and Bell with a deep resentment toward fairy tales.