Chapter XIV The Legacy: The Dawn of the Fallen Angels

The sky was once again tranquil when the evil spirits perished in thin smoke. The faunas came out from their hiding place but their eyes were wide opened. Their pupils were going left and right surveying if another pack of diabolic creatures would appear and spread terror. When they noticed that it was peaceful they all happily run in different directions to look for foods for their survival. It was almost 4 am. The morning breezes of the winds were refreshing and good to breathe. The trees and the plants were green raising their leaves up to the sky.  The smells of the cherry blossoms were everywhere. They fill the surroundings with their pink and white petals. The multi-colorful butterflies were flying everywhere meeting the dawn. Once again there was order in the surroundings. It could fill one’s spirit.

On the hand, there was still a clout of commotion in my room. That I can read from their minds although my eyes were closed. I could hear them asking questions how I passed through that invincible wall because no one ever did pass that wall except Joey. They never arrived to an answer to their questions. Those questions were grueling in their minds, playing in their minds.   I know they were astonished of the growing power in me. For me, it was just a game playing in my imagination. Subterfuge I say was my game. I transmitted these imaginations to reality. What they see was reality not just an illusion like magic. Magic is a trick. Magic could deceive the eyes and the minds. What they see from circus and theaters were illusionary product of a magician. Magicians were using ploys to fool the audience. They were using tricks to earn money. Mine was different.  At times though I felt I was losing control out of it. At my young age, I just enjoyed manipulating my thinking but inconspicuous to me, the effect was so drastic. It was out of proportion and unnecessary.  My grandfather was right, I need to control the surging power in me or I could be just big destructive monster of my own self. I got goosebumps all over my body thinking about that.  I shuddered to the thought. I woke-up from my subconscious mind – back to reality.

I yawned, and then wiped my eyes with my hands before opening them. I saw dad sitting near the window. Legs crossed and seemed confused.  Zar, Khail, Haniel and Joey were having a heart to heart conversation. “Gee,” I said to myself.  “What an adorable creatures! They all looked physically well-built and attractive. Their features were flawless and they were youthful. No trace of fine lines.”

Haniel spoke to Joey. “I know it was you talking to Abigail momentarily ago. I could feel your spirit all over me to an extent but I refused to believe it was you considering of the borderline between the Holy Angels and the fallen angels. We are no longer blessed. We are doomed but I am pleased to see you again Joseph after all these years. You are still such a brave and great warrior! You fought hard side by side with Michael, the Archangel and cast us to earth.”  Joey smiled amiably, stepped forward, hugged Haniel and tapped his right shoulder then he face them all and uttered, “I am pleased to meet you all of you.”   They all nod their heads as sign of greetings and approval. Their faces were overflowing with joy.  I could see the halo forming above Joey’s head.

“After we were outcast by God for rebelling against him, I never have peace of mind. My mind was tortured. I regret the day that I joined the rebellion.  We all separated paths after burying the enormous treasures of the earth in the Red Sea but we still continue to communicate through telepathic messages. When we were outcast to the earth, a proportionate of the fallen angels did not follow Diablo’s agenda. We thwarted him.  We cried in the wilderness searching God’s forgiveness even though there is no forgiveness at all. And that’s the pain Joseph. No forgiveness.  We formed ourselves as legions of the fallen angels and established our headquarters in Shangri-La in Himalayas. After seeing the ravage of World War II, I decided to dig the treasures for propagation of mankind. I named John as the sole legacy. Through John, we started to rebuild the ravaged of wars and put-up a more solid foundations for human existence. We build this earth a beautiful place to live for humans. All treated equally and to enjoy whatever blessings God has put on this earth.  When Abigail was born, John instead bequeaths the legacy to Abigail. John loves his daughter so much and willing to sacrifice everything. John was brokenhearted when his wife, Bethany died after giving birth to Abigail. John saw Bethany in Abigail. Bethany was born in the person of Abigail. They looked exactly the same,” Zar stated.

Zar walked near the window, gazed outside then turn about face to Joey and continue his story. “When Abigail was born and they were still living in Tuscany, Italy, Haniel who has been protecting and taking care of Abigail noticed that Bethany would suddenly appear to watch his daughter. She would bring red roses and put the roses in a ceramic base. She would then put the vase with roses in a small wooden table near the crib of Abigail. She would sing an enchanting lullaby song.  This always happened in at 6 o’clock in morning for almost one month. Haniel would just leave them alone. One day, Bethany told Haniel that would be her last visit to see her baby. She was only granted a month to see Abigail. She told Haniel that every time she came to visit Abigail, there were bunch of demons who wanted to go near Abigail, trying to harm her but was not easy for them to draw near her. She warned Haniel to watch Abigail. Bethany kissed Abigail on her forehead with tears on her eyes. She bid goodbye to Abigail and Haniel and disappeared. Haniel never saw Bethany from that day on. John was preoccupied with his mission and he spent less time with Abigail. When John learned about this, he put Abigail in close protection, never leaving his eyes from her until the day he decided to have Abigail under the custody of Khail to perform his functions.”

The words of my grandfather really hit me like a dagger. Every time I heard about my mom it brings me to insanity. I wanted to scream loud. My heart bled. I really miss my mom.

“Dad,” I called John.  Dad went near me. Kissed my cheeks and hold my small hands. “Are you okay, baby?” Dad’s forehead wrinkled and bothered. I answered, “Yes, I am fine dad. Touch me I am whole.” Dad smiled. I stood up on my bed and hugged my daddy. He hugged me back. “Abigail, you know I love you much. You are the only treasure I have. I die if something bad happens to you.” “I love you too dad.”  Dad carried me then put me down when we were near Joey.  He introduced me to Joey.  I gave Joey a hi5.  Dad was amused. “You know him, Abby? I jumbled for some words…..”Errr , yes dad about few moments ago. He just appeared instantly in front of me without even alarming me. Joey scared the hell of me. I almost screamed in terror. I thought he was an alien. A handsome alien who wanted to kill me! Ha ha ha”  There was a roaring laughter among them.  I said to myself, “Gee they are all peppy.”

There was a moment of silent. The four angels stared with each other. Their faces demonstrated exuberant questions. They were speaking through their minds most of the time. They changed positions from time to time and their movements were choreographed. They were like magnetic objects attracted to each other. Dad and I were observing them. Dad was simply irritated and interrupted their mental conversation. “Dad, can you speak in the language of men? I cannot fathom what you are talking about. It is so absurd when you guys are just murmuring to yourselves. I am here and Abigail who are involved in this legacy.” They stopped their mental conversation for a moment the Joey nodded in agreement.  Zar began to question Joey. “Joey I am still befuddled of your sudden appearance. This is unprecedented. We don’t really expect that you will protect us from vendetta of Diablo. True we are only few in numbers compared to those rotten souls yet we still have our heavenly powers which Diablo’s minions did not possess. His minions can only cause harm to humans but not to us.”

“Bethany knew that her involvement with the fallen angels would put her daughter’s life in danger one day. Although Bethany did not possess spiritual powers, she had a gut feeling that it would happen. Almost every day, she prayed so hard that God would protect her daughter and would give her a special power to protect herself. Through her persistent prayers, she indeed touched God’s heart. I was sent to protect Abigail before she was born. I have been watching and protecting her without your knowledge. God has also given her a an extraordinary power.  That’s why I am here. No one can touch Abigail until the time comes for her to face her nemesis,” Joey told them.

My heart was racing fast to hear Joey’s story. Another tour de force of my life. I could sense that my body was shaking. I have to control the situation. I inhaled deeply and exhaled. Repeating this several times. Now I felt calmer and my brain was relaxed.

Joey glanced at me. He knew. He told me, “Relax Abigail.”   I nodded. Daddy sensed this too. He went near me and said, “It is almost  5 am Abigail. Are you ready for your first day of training?” I smiled and answered, “Yes I am dad with my full head gear on it.” I could hear them laughed. “Ha ha ha ha.” Dad said, “That’s my girl.”