The good love the bad

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic

Chapter 2 (v.1) - Bad news

Submitted: May 16, 2013

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Returning to nowhere was always fun, Not. In my afterlife there was no heaven, or hell. Even though there was a heaven and hell, I spent my day’s home on earth watching the living. I studied them like a scientist might study animals. Now getting a better view on the world, that’s what they were. Wild animals. They acted just like them. The strong picking on the week. “You know, you should be up stairs helping Gabriel…” I turned my head just enough to see Mikael out of the corner of my eye. Yes, Mikael, The arch angel. He was now in a way…my great guardian, my brother. When I first arrived he was the person who showed me how things worked around the white kingdom. “He doesn’t need my help” I laid back on the grass, resting my arms behind my head. Mikael was the only person who accepted me. I was so different from everyone else…they avoided me like I was a disease. Guess some things never change, whether alive or dead. A smile crept onto his flawless face. “You are lazy…” he kicked me lightly in my leg. I grinned. It was true. “Really though…he wants to talk to you about something anyway…something important, Grace.” I knew when he used my name it meant something to him that I do what had to be done. I groaned “fine…but you owe me! Gabriel’s boring” Mikael rolled his eyes and gave me a look that said “get over it” I stood up and, walking past, I purposely bumped into him. He didn’t move at all. “I’ll see you later, maybe we’ll go practice your sword skills” my face lit up. Sharp object fun! Yes! I thought to myself, before taking off to Gabriel.

The walk up to heaven wasn’t that long, for the dead at least. I stood at the gates. Debating whether I really wanted to go in or not. I stood there for a while, babbling to myself. If I snuck away, Mikael would know and I’d probably be grounded…which I usually am because I rarely visit heaven unless needed. But getting grounded, grounded means no sword practice. If I went in id have to deal with Gabriel, who, on the inside, despised me with every fiber. There was no win win in this situation. Before I could even move, the great metal gates slowly swung open. Was it too late to make a run for it? I glared at the scene before me. Douche bags, winged douche bags.

I stood in the door way of the great library. It seemed like there was no end to the walls and walls of books. Mackenzie would have probably loved it. Gabe stood at one of the shelves skimming through a book. His wings were visible. They sat there on his back, mocking me. I was wingless another reason I hated coming up here. Whenever I saw those things I saw freedom. I was stuck, chained to a wall it was like, without wings. I picked up a book and read the first page. Gabriel finally noticed me. He cleared his throat, unneeded really, and then turned to face me. I didn’t look up, I didn’t respect him enough. I could feel him staring, waiting for me to break the silence. It was his turn to. “What my brother see’s in you is beyond me” I snorted. “He’s not your brother just some war buddy to you” I loved irritating him, and by the way his fists were balled up by his sides…something told me I was doing I wonderful job so far. I grinned. “Truth” he narrowed his eyes “lie” Me and Gabe? Like Big brother and little sister. Only I hated him being thought of as my brother. Mikael was my brother and I only wanted him. “why am I here? What is it that you wanted I have things to do and people to stalk!” His lips twitched with an oncoming smile. “I wanted you here because I wanted to tell you. That tomorrow at this time all hell will break lose…literally.” I stood there a little shocked but far from believing it. Was it even possible? That hell could break lose? “Does that include Lucifer?” we stood there in silence for a moment, then he nodded. “What about the people!? Danny?! Mackenzie!? What about them!?” I was scared now; I couldn’t lose my only friends! God only knows what those things would do to them. “We are going to do our best to keep the people safe for as long as we can” “what about me what can I do?” he started to walk around, I followed close behind. “Nothing “he said sternly. I froze. Nothing. That word hit me like a bullet and stung like a hornet. “You are wingless, you are week and unable to fight so you will stay here and stay safe” “but I want to help!” I was going to just sit there like a helpless infant. I could fight and I would, regardless of what they wanted. I never followed rules then, why now? “I don’t want your help, I want you safe!” I stared at him wide eyed. Gabriel? Wanted me safe? Was this a joke? He shook his head and put a hand on my shoulder. He sighed. “Just do what I say for once?” I looked at my shoes and nodded. Now I really looked like a pathetic child. His hand slid away off of my shoulder and out the door along with him.

I lay on the grass under my favorite tree. The branches were twisted, no leaves. As if it was dead but it wasn’t, it was still standing, still strong, and still fully alive. Like me. Weird I could relate to a tree but no one else. I shook my head and rolled over on to my stomach and pulled at the grass. “I’m so odd” I thought to myself. My mind drifted out to the future. What was going to happen? Not to us but to humanity. To Danny? To Mackenzie? I rested my chin on my arm. Tomorrow, I would fight. And I would win. I would show them who I was and what I could do. I wouldn’t be the wingless freak after that. They would call me by my name and would remember it. Grace. They would accept me. But just like everything else…I was going to be wrong about that to. 

 


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