John was haunted by phantom of memories of the past. The patterns of cobwebs in his mind kept on playing back and forth. He was not aware that I opened the door for him. I was going six years old then. My golden hair grew long already with define curly hairs. My body was gracefully slim and fit. It was too late for him to disappear from my inquisitive violet eyes. We were face to face. We were an inch away from each other. He was staring with so much love emblazoned in his eyes. I didn't recognize that the tall masculine virile man standing in front of me was John yet there was something in her eyes that reminded me of my father. I felt my heart leaped and my blood boiling deep within. There was sense of connection bind us together.
I started to open my mouth. “Hi there, are you looking for someone, Sir.”
John was a little bit perturbed how to answer my question but at the end sigh, quivered and answered me, “AAbi…Abigail…” So far that was all John could mutter.
“Yes Sir, I am Abigail Joseph, daughter of John Joseph. He left me under the care of Khail Smith when I was three years old. Khail registered me as Therah Smith. Now I am Therah but I am still Abigail. You called me my first name, Sir? Do you know me? Are you looking for me? Or are you looking for Khail? I bombarded John with questions.
John was speechless for a while. He embraced me tightly, kissed my forehead and carried me inside Khail’s house. I was stupefied of his random reaction. I had a déjà vu-I looked straight into his green eyes. This was the man who carried me two years ago. I embraced him back tightly and tears falling from my eyes. I uttered, “Dad, Daddy.”
John sat on the leathery couch. I was sitting on his firm lap when he began to talk. “Abigail, my daughter your Daddy misses you much. Forgive me for leaving you under the custody of Khail. I really need do it! I am doing this for your own protection from the darkness lurking around every bend. Staying together will put your life in danger. The evil forces have been haunting me due the incredible wealth we stole from the fallen angels. Your grandfather, Zar & Khail cannot afford to see the world in great turbulence under the evil lineage of Amon. In due time, there will be a war between us - the remaining righteous fallen angels versus August and his minions. Zar wants you to be the heir this incredible wealth. You have to use the wealth in propagating what is good for mankind. I am afraid to expose you as my daughter. When you were born, I was not 100% sure if you possess spiritual powers like us since you belong already to the second generation.
“Daddy, I was born with extraordinary powers oblivious to you. There are chakras emitted from body. I have bionic ears. I can hear voices, sounds and noises thousand distances far from me. I heard footsteps coming to the door. That was why I opened the door for you. I can let the objects fly in different direction. I can levitate too without wings. Maybe I can fly too,” I said.
“Khail sensed that that there are astronomical powers coming from your small body. You should learn to control these powers and only use these for self- defense, combat our enemies in a battle. You should not abuse your powers in doing destructive things. Discipline yourself physically, emotionally and spiritually. I am going to enroll you in yoga class to train you on meditation and good spiritual insights. You should learn the techniques of martial arts and enrolling you soon would be better. Did you get my point, Abigail?” I said, “Yes Dad.”
“I love you so much Abigail,” muttered John. John hugged me tightly again, kissed my forehead and caress my golden air. We were in this position for about 30 minutes. My dad was talking of so many things and we don’t seem like to go from each other.
We were so engrossed then suddenly I heard an echoing whizzing sound at the back of the house. It was the first time I heard that hissing sound in the air aside from the sounds from flashing wings of Khail and his sons which were more particular to me. I was alarmed. I felt the enemy followed my father. I immediately stood-up! My violet eyes were turning to flaming red. My golden hairs began to rise. John saw my violent reaction when danger comes. John held my right hand and said, “Abigail calm down. It is nothing.” My hairs are still standing-up. The objects inside were now flying in disturbed directions. I could feel my body turned hotter. My temperature was almost 50C and may go up if I could not control the situation. John was amazed of what he saw but he kept holding my right hand firmly to control me from sprinting in the air. He felt that my body was starting to emit fire. My eyes were still flaming red. John sensed that if he was not half human and half angel itself, his brain would twist out from his head. Suddenly, a Goliath guy with so many appendages of big muscles hanging on his body appeared. He was like 6’7” feet tall with brown hair and his oval face was decorated with thick eyelashes and eyebrows.I never saw this Goliath creature before. It made me more tensed. He walked straight towards John. I shouted, “Stop! Or I am going to twist your brain.” “Hush, he is Haniel, an angel soldier,” said John. “Haniel?” I repeated his name silently. “Dad, he doesn’t look like an angel. He is so huge like Goliath,” I replied. John mused, “Haniel you better introduces yourself to Abigail.” Haniel let out his right hand for me for a handshake but I did not offer back my hand. I was standstill. Haniel told me, “I am always with you, watching over you. We always played together. You would always ask Khail to get me from the tree.” “Tree, you mean Mojo, the cat, I asked. “Yes, I am Mojo the cat. I can transform myself to a cat or to any other forms. I am watching your safety aside from Khail and his sons watching over you. Then he let me see him transformed his self to Mojo, the cat. I was speechless of this new discovery. I immediately grabbed Mojo. He licked my cheeks and I started to giggle. Mojo’s presence spiked an essence of spirit within me but life was more complete and meaningful now that my father was with me and I was with him. There was an interconnection of the past and present that bind us together. It was like crossing the sands of time.
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