CHAPTER 2 : SEEING BEYOND

CHAPTER 2 

Seeing Beyond

"John Ozais Screeman!"

 The angel called as he turned to me. His bluish ocean eyes were the most unique thing I think I had seen in the past years of my life. He had what seemed to be like a helmet or crown, I couldn't tell, over his head, perhaps a halo, and on his knuckles, he had some golden jewelries and armors over his arm and his legs.

"Who are you?!"

 I squinted at him, with a straight up face.

I awaited his response, staring daggers at him. He  spoke suddenly, clearer at the moment. His voice sounded fiercer than thunder and wild creatures.

"I am Raphael."

 He responded as he raised his (left or right?) shoulder up. At effect, his back absorbed the wide wings. Perhaps I was sure I wasn't hallucinating. 

If I want to leave this place alive, perhaps I should be as friendly as I can. I said to myself. 

"What is this? Am I dead?!"

 I asked, glancing a whole hundred and eighty degrees and back. 

"Listen to thy words before thou speak, you shall receive images of seven beings along with their names and locations, find them, and retrieve them, for they behold the shreds of your power, the spark."

 Raphael said to me.

"Am I dead?"

 I asked the angel, again with a more concerned voice and I placed higher emphasis on the words I spoke.

"No, you are not but if you do not do as I say, and with haste, you will be!" 

He sternly replied.

 "I am not just preparing you for the demon, but I prepare you for death." 

Raphael added.

 Enraptured by confusion, I didnt even know what demon he spoke of, let alone death.

"What am I to do?"

 I asked, crinkling my brows and knitting them closely. Preparing me for death? I asked myself. It seemed like I couldn't even understand anything he said. He spoke like I knew exactly what was going on.

"Find the seven people, bring them together and I will do the rest and if you delay, it is at your risk and that of the world, because fate is already in progress to end you for what you did and all of humanity with it."

"What I did?"

 I was confused. I was about to ask what he meant by that before he spoke up again.

"If you doubt what I have said, when you wake up, you shall see a ring on your finger

"You will remember all of this I am saying and within a minute you shall forget the last of these words." 

Raphael added. It seemed like I was drowning in confusion the more he spoke.

"The ring", 

he said, staring at my right fingers. I took a glance at my hand and saw a ring with signs and sigils on it, made out of blue amber, as it seemed with other luminous materials I couldn't point out.

"it shall be until the last days of this era until the ring shall be seen to your eyes and all eyes!"

The angel concluded with a voluptuous voice that made my heart clench.

"You said something about "what I did?" "What exactly did I do?!"

 I asked, furrowing my brows in curiosity and confusion.

"You shall discover when the time comes but now, now, you have a mission, go and fulfill it."

 Suddenly everywhere darkened, it was just actually my eyes closed. There and then, I got a deja vu, of what I saw earlier, the horned beast behind the bushes.  I opened my eyes and realised I was shirtless with a soaked towel on my forehead. I looked at my finger and I saw a ring, the same I just saw in the dreams I had. 

"John!" 

Khloe called as she came towards me with a wide grin.

 "You're alive", 

she said as she gave me a tight hug.

"What happened, you slept till noon and you were burning hot". 

Said Khloe as she furrowed her brows. 

I felt my brows crumbled up as a wide frown made its way to my face. Actually, all I felt was confusion ranging from what I just saw in my dream to the fact that I slept till noon.

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"You met an angel in your dreams?!"

 Khloe walked from one corner of the room to another, as she threw questions at me just after I told her the whole story.

It was at that moment images of those the Angel spoke about, came into my head as well as the names to the respective individuals. And I heard the voice of the being again,

"They hold within the power of a Celestial, running through their veins, your power." 

And suddenly I felt something missing in my head. I couldn't recall what it was. My finger felt strange as something slowly concealed from my eyes. I tapped into the pictures flying around in my head, trying to make sense out of it and it was then...I saw what I didn't expect.

"...what..the..." 

I let the words out, as I raised my brows in awe. I had no idea if that was real or just me seeing things.

"What?"

 Asked Khloe.

"It is real, you are one of the seven I am to find.."

"You possess a shard of my power."

 I said as I saw them all, placed right before me, images and locations.

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"So, this being called your soul to a different world and  told you to find seven souls with shreds of your power?" "Preparing you for not just a demon but for death?" 

Asked Khloe as she roamed about from a given corner of the room to another. 

"As said by the angel, Yes." "But it is all strange, he said he was preparing me for not just a demon but for death." Asked John with a crinkle on his forehead.

"Yes, at least it explains why I can't lift a bucket.

"That...was a trash bin."

Khloe corrected with a little tone of rudeness, anger and misunderstanding.

 "And who the hell does that...,prepare someone for death?"

 Khloe with a very very strange frown on her face, asked. At this moment I could feel her frustration. 

I stared daggers at her just as she said that. I was asked like I had an answer to it.

"And did you ask him why your powers are in seven bodies, like I mean, why did he scatter your power like that?" 

Alas, she took it to a seat as still she wasn't done speaking..

 "That is if it was him at all." 

 She added.

"I didn't ask. I have just been having these flashes of images, of a horned beast and signs, a girl who breaks the chains to raise hell...I can't really make something out of them." "They could just be random thoughts, who knows." 

 I replied.

"If this is real, if supernatural forces are breaking into this world of ours...if these people are real, then, the voice in your head, the dreams and vision, must be real too." "Come on, we are going to look for them."

She, Khloe, moved over to the kitchen and instantly gulped a whole cup of coffee, one which she made earlier. I read her steps as she moved to her wardrobe to change to something more comfortable from the previous winter coat which she had on. 

She drew out a jacket from the hanger and strapped it on.

"I am a supernatural, I am pretty sure there are more beings like me out there. Vampires? Witches?, Angels and Demons?."

"This is not a Vampire Diary fiction, John." "We are being drawn slowly into a supernatural plane, we must be serious with this matter."

Khloe replied as she had my hand dragged by hers. 

I took a pen and tore a sheet of paper from a book which I saw nearest to me. I began to pen down the names as thoughts rushed into my head. 

 I mused, trying not to drown myself in confusion of if there were more beings out there and as well how my powers suddenly were spread into seven bodies. I tried to make sense out of the nonsense scattered in my mind but it was to no avail. I always hit an empty and collapsed juncture whenever I try to think further. 

"There are six names here."

 Khloe said as she lifted the paper where I had already written the names.

I slightly frowned as I walked close to see what she meant. 

I took the list and had a closer look. Indeed she was right. I lifted my brows in confusion.  

Something is wrong, somewhere obviously. I was told about seven names and their locations. I was sure of that. I spoke to myself. 

I tried to think harder but per usual--in recent times, I bled from my nose. 

"Let's find these names first, when the being calls you back, you have to inform him that you were given six names."

 Khloe said. She hastily walked out of the house but then paused. She turned back with her index finger slightly above her head like she had something extra to say. 

 "But when we find them, what shall we do with them?"

 Asked Khloe in awe.

"Raphael--the angel, will contact me, he'd give me further instructions, probably then, can I fulfill the potential he has talked about, that is after I get back the power that I am missing."

 I replied to Khloe's question. 

"Woah, woah, Hold it back Shakespeare." 

 Sarcasm inveilgled the tone of of who laughed out after referring to me as Shakespeare. 

Their names written were in the order below.

Maria Chris 

Khloe Dave

Pete Pratt

Rod smith

Sam Ike

Prince Butt

"Uhmm, no offence to this dude but who on earth names their kid...Butt?" With an arrant expression of confusion, she wondered.

"You don't have to be savage about everything, you know." 

I laughed before we walked out of the house. Before us was Khloe's dad's car. 

A 2009 Honda Accord. 

"It can still ride, get it." She yelled from across the street, precisely, inside the car with her hands out of the window.

I smiled as I crossed over the street.

We decided to follow the names accordingly starting with the first, Maria Chris. 

"Maria Chris happened to be a sixteen year old girl whose backstory was unclear to Khloe. And other than that, there have been rumors of her ancestors being witches and warlocks. Although, shifting from the ancestral points and details, she had a club where she'd spend most of her time, dozing herself in alcohol."

John read out loud from his phone before he raised his head up. 

"Who would put such stuff on the internet?" 

He slammed his face as the country music which played mildly in the car had a rise in its volume. Khloe was of course responsible for that. 

The music which played was one I could recognize and sing along to. 

"It was John Denver's Take Me Home." 

Third Person Narrative 

The volume of the playing music rose higher as sight slowly exited the car. The two sang along with the singer on the radio as the sight of the camera slowly watched the rims of the tyres of the car from afar. Just as the car passed, it made a swoosh sound which instantly ended the scene.

This however wasn't the end. 

Sight sunk into the ground beneath the road which they, John and Khloe drove on. The first sound heard sounded like cracking and popping noises which seemed to be caused by a burning widespread inferno. 

As sight continuously travelled below the earth, the rocky grounds were seen heating up, it went on until screeching sounds were heard. Screaming voices calling for help. Alas, the destination of sight was marked. 

Believer By Imagine Dragons slowly played into the scene as the act was ongoing. 

A throne crafted from metal and having on it decorations of skulls and bones of the dead was seen. Although,  it had no one seater on it. Around the throne was a lake, a burning lake, it was like lava. The screams were heard louder from that very corner, the lake. It was seen as hands were reaching out from the lake. 

Around the extremely large lake was a rocky sidewalk, surrounding the extremely large lake. Creatures who had the heads of pigs and the body of men stood upon it and when a beast having twisted horns with the face of a goat was seen rising from the lake of fire, these creatures began to chant--

"All Hail, Azazel, the forerunner of the prophecy, the harbinger of Chaos." 

--and so they did continually till light was compelled by darkness to fall.

Hereafter, the lights faded. 

Song Of Choice : John Denver Take Me Home

Believer By Imagine Dragons 

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