I was only thirteen when I watched my mother die. She had been battling a mysterious illness that doctors couldn't pinpoint. They forced her to take chemo, treating it like cancer. And I was there for all of it. My father hadn't been a part of my life in a long time, leaving when I was just a baby. And I wish I could say it was great between my mother and I but I'd be lying. Moher had gotten on to me many times, screaming that I deserved to be place in the loony bin because I came to her each time I saw an angel walking next to a person. She thought it was cute at first, since I first started telling her about them when I was six. Seven years later though, I still told her about them, and about six months ago, she put me on a medication that "helped" the things I saw. I lied though, stating that there were no angels, which seemed to make Mother happy. Throughout this though, she got sicker, and sicker, huge bruises covering her entire body, and the left side of her
Tammy had fought the courts, as they tried to place me in a foster care home. She showed them a note that my mother had wrote before she had passed. That had helped a lot, the courts granting permission that I live with her instead of some strangers. Once I got settled into Tammy's house, I got to meet both of her kids, Sabrina, and her younger brother Sam who was fifteen. Although related, they were more different; Sabrina was a quiet, studious girl, whose dream was to become a nurse like her mother. Every other weekend, she was volunteering at a nursing home, or in her room studying. Sam was more of a rebel; he took more of the appearance of his father, having curly borwn hair, and dark brown eyes. He was always smiling, active in sports, and games. Though he didn't take school as seriously as Sabrina, he was always holed up in her room, trying to study for the big tests. I of course was the oddball out. Though I was grateful I could call this pla
This time around, I'm at the pool, only my legs in the water, enjoying the sun rays. Summer is almost close to an end, so I'm trying to enjoy it as much as I can. I close my eyes, the heat nice on my skin, my legs cooled off by the pool's water. I've been at my apartment for about a week and a half now, and though Tammy tries to come over almost every day, I tell her it's time for her to relax, and do some her time. She's been sending videos of herself going for walks, and enjoying the sun, and now when I see her smile, it doesn't look forced , or filled with anxiety. Since I injured myself, the angels fear me. They try to avoid me as much as possible, and their fear goes to the humans they're assigned to. They part from me as if I have a means to hurt them, and even after all the research I've done, I've come up with zero results as to why they would be scared of me. I've tried to accept it, but I'm always reminded of the fact, because I can see them every time I
"Get OUT!" I screamed, scrambling for my towel, and wrapping it tightly around my body. I could feel myself shaking in rage, my face flushed with embarassment. My visitor seemed unbothered, leaning forward as he stared at me, clearly bored. "Well, now you're boring." he said, and again I could feel the goosebumps spread on my arms, the deepness of his voice surprising me. Although I was fuming, I could now get a better look at the guy; he had inky black hair, that was messy, and fell in front of his red black eyes, skin brown with a strange gray hue. He wore a black button up with the sleeves rolled up, dark gray pants, and running shoes that were a mix of red and black. He clapsed his hands in front of himself, staring at me with a strange curiosity. I could feel the blush go from my face to my chest, my hand balled into a fist."How did you even get in here?" I demanded, seeing that the door was still closed and the windows unopened.The guy shrugged his shoulders, as if he was t
I was nearly fired. Waking up to the sound of my alarm, I was sure that yesterday was a dream. But as I got up to go to the restroom, I saw the plastic bags of the food that had been ordered, the sink filled with the dishes. So yes, everything that went on yesterday had been very much real. I brushed my teeth, washed my face, brushing the tangles in my hair as I slipped on a plain shirt, and grabbed my laptop. Logging in, I typed my employee I.D., and slid on my headset. The clinic didn't open until eight-thirty, but I still had to be there to handle the calls, and insurance queries. My focus just wasn't there though. It was on Loss, and his stupid remarks and his somewhat pretty eyes. I answered another call, trying not to lose my patience when a thirty something Karen called to complain about a vaccine that we hadn't gotten into the clinic just yet. She wanted to speak to someone, not me, not someone else. As we talked in circles, I could feel the l
My shift was over, and I clocked out, slamming my laptop shut. I could feel a headache forming, and I rubbed my temples, closing my eyes. A sweet scent hit my nostrils, and I opened my eyes to see Loss holding out a mug to me. "It's tea." he replied, as I took it in both hands. "Thank you." I replied, taking a sip of it. He watched me closely, eyes taking in all of my movements. A slight blush began to form, and I cleared my throat, setting my tea down on the table. "I have alot of questions Loss, and you seem to be the one with all of the answers." I said, as he took a seat in front of me. He was too close then, his hand on my thigh, staring at me calmly. He also did way too much eye contact, and I could feel another blush forming in embarassment. "What are you doing?" I asked instead, refusing to look away from his gaze. "Trying to peel back the glamour that makes you human, of course." he replied, placing a hand on my face. He tilted my head up, and stared directly into my eye
Loss seemed unconcerned as he shrugged his shoulders, walking up to me to ensure I was safe and secure. I shook him off, waiting for his answer and he sighed. "Look, I can project my form when I want to be seen or not. You just have the gift to see me all the time and the other angels." he replied, plopping down on my couch. Which reminded me... "What are you here for exactly?" I asked, staring him down. As per usual, Loss looked uninterested, messing with the cushions on my couch instead. I was getting tired of his little games, and the no answering bit. If he kept this up, I was going to smack him. Loss sighed when he realized that I wasn't going to budge from this question no matter what, and he sighed, sitting up. "I'm your Guardian, Josie, yes this is true. But I'm also on a mission to find someone, before the others do first." he replied, face serious, voice somber. The way he said others sent a chill down my spine and I tried to hide it, busying
When I had calmed down, I rinsed myself off, slipping into a robe, and scrubbing the water out of my hair. I heard a knock at the door, and then Loss opening it, as voices were exchanged, and then one leaving. As I stepped out of the restroom, I could see Loss fixing the table for the both of us to eat, the delicous smell of pizza hitting me. My stomach grumbled, and I walked to the chair, sitting across from him. He flashed a smile at me, and I timidly smiled back. "Are you okay?" he asked, placing his warm hand on mine. "Yes, I wanted to thank you for helping me." I replied, holding his hand. "I've come to realize that maybe I shouldn't leave you out of my sight after all. I mean, I;m not supposed to leave at all, but you were asking for alot of information I can't give at this time." he explained. I nodded, taking a slice of pepperoni pizza from the box, and eating it, the hot cheese burning my mouth. He smiled softly though, handing me a cup that looked l
Everything feels off as I gaze at the demons that had tried to revive us back to life. My body has no aches and it feels like I've taken a long nap. Grogginess overcomes me, and I rub my eyes. Loss sits up looking down at himself, and then runs over to where I am, placing his hands on my face, and turning me this way and that. I slap his hands away, and he smiles, kissing both of my cheeks. "How do you feel?" Lucifer asks warily, dismissing the other demons. They bow, and disperse from the area. "I feel fine." I say, opening my hands and then closing them. "It's like sleep was all we needed to heal." Loss says, moving his arms up and down, as he stretches. "Well, something like that." Lucifer says, as he holds out the coin of Enoch, hand trembling. "This coin was activated by I don't know what, and then symbols appeared and settled over the both of you." We both stared at him as if he was crazy, but he sighed, handing the coin off to Loss. "I
The demons carry the bodies of Loss and Josie as they enter them into healing side of the castle, pressing hellfire stones on to their wound and skin. Their color is changing though at a quicker speed, looking more ash colored than anything. "The stones aren't working." one demon tells Lucifer, and he glares at the Enoch coin in his palm, a faint glow coming from it. "Those angels never know what's going on." Lucifer muttered, clenching the coin in his hand, as he ordered the other demons to bring in more hellstones, and to place it on all of the exposed skin they could. The demons nodded, placing them all over Loss, and Josie, and there was only a slight change in their ashy color. What are we going to do, Lucifer thought, these two were the only ones who had a chance to stop Asherah. Loss twitched in his sleep, his breathing becoming more labored. One demon placed his fingers just under his nostrils, trying to see if he could feel the
They barrel towards me, and I spring up, my wings helping me dodge their so many hands. I concentrate on not getting taken, zig-zagging from one place to the other. Loss is fighting them off, blinking from one spot to the next, his weapon glowing black like midnight. The sword cuts the creatures in half, or they lose a limb, black flames engulfing them. Something latches on my back then, and I cry out, fingers wrapping around my throat as I'm dragged down. Nonononono More hands grab my arms and legs in place, as they yank me down. Loss is in front of me, slicing the arms off of me. He grabs me, and I grip on the coin tightly. The limbs of the creatures twitch as the black flames eat them away. I close my eyes, and take a deep breath, letting the demon of me awaken. My wings are bigger, and the scales on my skin shine like a polished snake's. I look around, my eyesight now one of accurate aura reading. I glare and target them two at a time, ripping out their throats with my claw
The things crawl out of the destroyed remains of the cabin, it's one eye blinking as it tries to sniff me and Loss out. I can feel my body freeze in place in shock, having never seen whatever this was. Loss curses, and I struggle to be freed of his arms, as I don't want to weigh him down. But Loss holds on, and flies forward, the thing screeching behind us. I steal a glance, seeing how extra limbs appear then disappear to help with it's movements, it's neck stretching like an iguana's tongue, the bulbous head shifting from side to side from the weight of the head, and the weak support of the neck. The skin of the creature is grayed and peeling, crakcs showing around the nostrils, and eyes, long teeth looking like splintered wood. Shivers rushed through me as it locked eyes with me, beady red eyes staring me down. "Loss let me go." I whispered, and Loss blinks us out of existence, the familiar crackle of flames surrounding us making the location known.We're back in hell.We place
God is gone. Sealed away into a different part of the universe. But Asherah has escaped. And she is free. She knows exactly what she wants to do. We're up in the air, our wings tangled as we spin in slow circles. Loss has me against his bare chest, his warmth intermingling with my own. Music doesn't play, yet we continue to sway, and Loss kisses my temple, running a hand through my hair. I smile softly, leaning up to kiss his lips, and his arms around my waist tighten. Since the whole sealing-the-gods-away issue passed, it was just nothing but peace. The humans continuesd to worship their God, normalcy returned on earth. As thunder sounded, Loss looked into the distance. I wondered what he saw, or what he was thinking as his body tensed, and he held me away from the sky for a bit. "Loss." I said, cupping his face so he would look at me. He looked down, eyes tensed, mouth turned down. "It's okay. It's over." His gaze softens, and he presses h
There is a staircase that leads the upper world to the underworld. It's different, it's something that both demons and angels use. A truce was drawn up by Lucifer and the leader of the angels, though I'm not really sure of it. Loss and I spend our time on earth, glamoured as humans. I don't try to go back to my old life, cutting my ties with my adoptive family. Although it hurt, I made sure to erase the memories of me from them as well. Loss was there, a hand placed between my shoulder blades. His touch was always welcomed, bringing comfort. Since we returned back to earth from the hidden realm in heaven, things were different. I was more aware of him, and he was more alert of me in case there was danger ready to start again. I noticed that the burnt marks on his chest, and upper stomach were healed over, just the smallest of scars covering it. We go wherever we want, not hearing from Lucifer as much. He's busy working on the truce not just between the angels and d
The earth is running down as climate changes happen everywhere. In some places, the sun goes down, and never sets bak up, in other places the sun staying up to the point where no one knows what day it is. Ocean waves flood into the land, drowning land creautres and humans alike. The earth has cracked in certain areas, lave spilling free, and moving at a snail's pace, yet it still moves. Fear is strong, as the humans wait and cry out for someone to save them.Josie's POVWe look to Asherah, who has a blank expression on her face. She turns to the both of us, opening up a portal. "Time to go." she says, and before we can say anything, a crash hits hard, and the temple finally breaks down. Asherah tries not to feel effected by her last remaining temple that has existed is gone, but I can see tears build up. I have no words, and I grab Loss by his hand, pulling him forward. "I didnot SAY either of you could leave!" The portal snaps shut, and just like th
He didn't see her coming. Didn't know that the lower being would actually do it. Since the creature wasn't made by him, he couldn't make her see reason; she was defiant, justified, and stubborn. Just like his wife. When the grounds shook, and her temple was dusted by ash, God held his breath. And sure enough, there she was. The statue that he had never seen rising up from the ground, and then moving. Even from the distance, he could see her beauty. The same woman he had fallen in love with. She looked like she hadn't aged a day, the same glow she had that always surrounded her when she walked anywhere. When God had first seen her, he knew she was the one. He was right, but oh how she challenged him. Asherah had so many ideas, and so many creatures she wanted to try her hand at that just didn't match the idea in God's head. And though she was more into creating the plant life, and such, it was when she created some human life that God had put his foot down.
The temple of Ash is quiet as I sit in the middle. I am alone for the first time, my hands flat on the floor, my eyes closed. I've been sitting here waiting for something to happen. God hasn't returned back from wherever he went, and his wife has stayed silent since telling me that I could choose or not to drip my blood in her temple, and let her rise again. The choice was mine. I had alot of questions, but I didn't think that she would have the answers. I wanted to ask God why he was trying to bring her back. Would he bring back her temples, her place of worship? What was he thinking? I murmured some curse words, running my hands through my hair. It was getting tiresome not knowing what to do. Or having the ability to do something but not know if what I was doing was right or not. I stared down at my hands and wished Loss was here. I remember the first night I had been here, he had entered my body with his soul, assuring me that everything was going to be