Chapter VII The Legacy: Dawn of the Fallen Angels

I was standing next to dad when Zar called my name, “Abigail.” Haniel was just a few feet behind dad. I shuddered when I heard my name called. Zar had a soft spoken voice but full of authority. Zar lifted me up in the air… and uttered, “Abigail you are now a big girl.” While lifting me up, I was surprised to see thousands of multiple colorful butterflies flying and encircling us.  I was dazzled. The butterflies’ wings were like silver dust twinkling against the rays of the sun. One by one they vanished in thin air. The disappearances of butterflies were replaced by thousands of pink cherry blossoms petals falling down from the sky. The grounds were fully decorated with pink petals. The atmosphere smelled perfume. I felt like I was in paradise. I felt my spirit travelling into my deepest element.I felt I was reborn again with the clearer perspective of my horizon.  

Zar put me down on the ground. He knelt. He held my tiny hands firmly. He then looked me straight into my eyes. I blinked and turn to dad. Dad signaled to me not to be afraid. I turned to face his gaze then turn to dad again. Eventually I was not scared  as what dad thought but rather perplexed. Dad and Zar definitely looked like an identical twins in appearance except the difference in their ages. Grandfather was thousand years old but his physical appearance was like in forties. Dad was at his forties.  They both have green eyes, dark brunette hair, virile, masculine and breathtakingly handsome. I squeezed my eyes with my hands and uttered, “You two look alike.” 


Zar smiled at me and started a conversation. "Of course we two look alike. We are father and son. Your father came from my seed. An angelic seed combined with human seed. You are his seed Abigail. You are my granddaughter. Part of that seed in you came from me. We call that seed, genes. It means part of the blood running into your veins came from me. Part of you still has an angelic form but the percentage of having an angelic form is minimal."



I gently touched Zar's copper tone face. His face was glowing like diamond beads.  I met his gaze unfazed. I looked straight into his green eyes. I was trance seeing his green eyes turning to flaming red just like my violet eyes turning to flaming red when I sniffed danger. He said to me, "Abigail, look straight into my eyes and tell me what you see." I followed his order. I saw something that my whole body shuddered and my tears falling.  He hypnotized me to see the future. He asked me, "What did you see? " My voice stammered. What I saw was holocaust. I said, "I saw war between good and evil. I saw many people gnashing their teeth. I saw men and women wailing for mercy. I saw many dead people lying on the streets. There was bloodshed." 


"What you see will happen few years from now. You are my beloved granddaughter, Abigail. You are the legacy of these incredible treasures own by the fallen angels. Use this to propagate what is good for mankind. What is beneficial to mankind," lamented Zar.


Bit and pieces, I now began to decipher what was really my purpose here on earth...The labyrinth in my brain started to find its direction, finding its way out. I took a deep breath. Warm  blood gushing through my face. I said to Zar, “If this my destiny so be it, grandfather.  Zar was pleased. I turned into the direction of dad; he too was smiling and pleased. Zar happily embraced me tightly. 


To be continued.....