This is a story i started working on when i was about thirteen years old. Over the years its morphed into many different stories. I have about a million copies of this one story. Its been something ive been working on for a long time & it has almost become a piece of me. Im posting this out there to see what people think of it. Just let me know or don’t, it’s totally up to you. But i ask for helpful criticism only please. Also please try your best the ignore my terrible spelling & grammar.
Oh and i don’t have a proper working title for this book yet. For most of my life it has been referered to as “The Story” or “Her Story” but i need something real. Something solid.
The rain was pelting hard against the window; the road was a blur of water and mud, trees swayed in the wind and branches whipped through the air. Lila couldn’t take it anymore. The road was slippery and wet from the rain. She gripped the steering wheel tighter and tighter as her foot pressed down on the pedal. The car went faster and faster, but she didn’t care anymore. “I can’t stay here and be around him any longer. He broke my heart and I was never going back. I knew it was wrong I knew I shouldn’t be doing this.” Lila could hear that little voice in the back of her head, telling her to go home and that everything was going to be ok. But things are never going to be ok and things are never going to change. “I could be someone else and have a new life, but at the same time I was begging to go back. Begging to fall into his arms and be safe. But he doesn’t love me anymore. I hated this. It always happened no matter what circumstances; my life was screwed up. I could never go back or change things. What had happened had happened things weren’t the same anymore. Jade was gone and she was never coming back again. I was broken, and nothing could fill this empty feeling inside of me.” She thought darkly.
Tears ran down Lila’s face, she was slowly losing it, but nothing or nobody was holding her back this time. Bright lights flashed before of Lila’s eyes, she suddenly realized she was in the on coming lane. Lila heard the screech of twisting metal and glass shattering. She felt herself being wrenched from the car, after the impact of hitting the cold slick wet ground she felt herself skid, her body flailed like a rag doll, the sickening sound of bones snapping filled the air with their wicked melody. Lila couldn’t move and pain shot through her body like fire. She could hear her own heavy breathing and her heart pounding. The pain was just too much. Lila began to panic “Oh my god, I need to move, to get out of the road” she thought. But the soft patter of rain on the pavement soothed her burning pain and she let her self drop back into the darkness.
Lila awoke lying on a dark empty road. She tried to move, but pain streaked through her body. She tired to scream, but the only thing she could manage was sharp painful sobs. Again Lila tried to call for help. It hurt more and more every time she breathed. There was a flash of lights in the distance, “isn’t this what I had wanted, isn’t this what I had been waiting for” She struggled to see ahead, but her body pulsed and throbbed in agony. Gasping in pain she used the little amount of strength she had left to pull herself upright. Looking down she noticed an enormous amount of blood pooled around her. The blood dripped with an appalling sound and yet more seemingly gushing forth from the open wound across her chest, her hands trembled as she pulled back her ripped sweater. The wound ran deep and wide across her small frame, and more blood gushed through the cut. Lila could feel the world around her suddenly dulling as it blurred into nothing she dropped back into unconsciousness.
Lila awoke to find her self-sitting in an open field of grain, the air smelt of sunshine and warmth. “This must be a dream, a wonderful dream” she thought. Lila wrapped her arms around herself, closing her eyes and relaxing, taking in the beauty of the moment. As Lila opened her eyes she could see a dark figure coming towards her. The strangers walk and mannerisms were all too familiar. The fall of his hair and the way he swung his arms out as he walked, as if he could take on the world. She gasped and stood quickly, the warmth from the moment gone. Darkness began spreading across the sky. She slowly began stepping backwards away from him and this all too familiar memory. “Lila wait!” he called to her. “Lila I’m sorry, this isn’t how I wanted it be!” Lila turned and began running as fast as she could, her feet pounding the ground; the angry wind rushed past her and the scene around her rapidly began to change. She slowed her run. Gasping for air she took in the room around her. The walls were paneled in dark wood and the windows were covered in dark red velvet curtains. A fire burned in the fireplace, it crackled and roared warming the room. The walls were lined with bookcases filled with all sorts of old books. In the middle of the room sat a grand old wing backed chair, in front of the chair there was a tea service and a small plate of biscuits. Lila cautiously stepped closer and the smell of fresh biscuits and cream of earl grey tea coaxed her forward. The whole scene felt wrong, the fire burned brighter but all she could feel was a cold dark feeling in her chest. Lila turned on the spot looking for a way out. A small door was hidden behind one of the curtains. She sprinted across the room reaching for the door handle but it disappeared, in fact the whole door had disappeared. Lila began backing away searching the room for another way out. Her head began to pound, “Where on earth am, I? This room looks like it was taken from a storybook, a very evil and sinister one at that”, she thought to herself; glumly. Lila suddenly felt cold down to her very core, a vile stench of decay unfurled throughout the room. Quickly she spun around to face the unknown. The man before her seemed to emit a sinister power from his very being. He was dressed in dark clothing, a cloak wrapped around his broad shoulders and a staff clasped firmly between his two brawny looking fists. His vacant eyes seem to pierce her soul and the edges of his lips curled into a cruel, taunting sneer, as he took in the sight of her in. “Lila Dumont, I’ve been waiting for you for a very, very long time”. Lila gasped struggling to stay upright. Out of nowhere darkness began to seep into the room covering everything and bringing Lila with it. Screaming she grasped and kicked at anything she could. And then as rapidly as it had all appeared it was gone.
The next thing Lila knew she was traveling down a dark road. The smell of dry blood and antiseptic was over powering. She opened her eyes to see a dark figure kneeling over top of her. She managed to breathe a few words. “What’s happening?” She closed her eyes again and took a deep breath, readying herself to hear what he was about to say. “Your on your way to Calm Springs Hospital, you were in a very bad car accident and we’re gonna get you fixed up.” Lila nodded her head slightly, she began to grow very cold and she could feel her whole body trembling. The guy kneeling next to her kept saying soothing things but she couldn’t hear him. She was listening for his voice. The voice that had saved her from her self so many times before. He had helped her fill that hole after losing Jade so long ago. He had been there after her Dad had left and her mom crawled inside herself but he wasn’t here now, “not that it matters now” she thought.
Lila drifted in and out of sleep. When she awoke, Lila found herself in a bleary hospital room. The room smelled of bleach and the buzz of her heart monitor startled her. Quickly, she glanced around the room taking it all in, her heart raced as she saw what appeared to be a single white lily, laying across the bed side table. The sight of the single white lily gave Lila a rush of de ja vue, but Lila couldn’t understand why. A nurse with a bright smile and mousy hair came trotting in the room and set a tray of food down next to the lily. Lila glanced at the mush on her plate and turned back to the nurse. The nurse looked to be about mid forties, over worked, with a tender smile spread across her face. She looked down at Lila with a motherly look, “Lord-y, now look who has just decided to join the living”. The nurse acknowledged Lila’s disgust with the food. “I know it looks bad honey, but you haven’t had any solid food in your system for at least a week.” Lila exploded, “I have no idea where I am or how long I’ve been here for and your talking about food?” The nurse was unfazed by her outburst. “Honey this is the also the first time you’ve been conscious since you got here.” Lila’s stomach dropped. Her mind was spinning “What the hell happened to me on that road? And who on earth was that man?” Then reality hit, nausea came over her almost instantly. Lila turned to throw up over the side of the bed. She felt tired right down to her bones and mumbled an apology to the nurse. Lila sank back into her bed, her mind still racing. The nurse began to busy herself with cleaning up the mess on the floor, humming a tune Lila couldn’t place. The room then began to slide out underneath her. The hospital room was gone, and with that, any trace of what Lila could understand of her reality. She appeared to be in a forest, filled with thick brush and ancient oak trees, which rose up endlessly into the sky. Warm sunshine shone through the trees, making everything appear as if glowing. “This place is beautiful”, she thought to herself and she slowly turned on the spot, taking in the breath taking sight before her. “But where on earth am I? How did I get here?”
Nolan awoke abruptly in a cold sweat yelling and trashing his way back to reality. “What the hell had I been dreaming of?” he thought as he grabbed a pair of boxers and climbed out of bed. The dark figure that lay beside him in bed moaned and turned over. “What did I get myself into last night anyways? And who is that girl that I keep dreaming about? Well I suppose I could chalk it all up too much drinking, but that dream had been so real. It was almost as if I knew her, why else would I be having these insane dreams?” he thought to himself miserably. Nolan’s head was throbbing as he felt his way out into the living room of his apartment and flicked on the kitchen lights. As Nolan reached for a glass the events from last night came racing back. “To many drinks at Joey’s last night for sure, and then I remember making my way to some extremely loud bar and drinking more and then I wake up with this mysterious women now laying in my bed”. As he turned on the tap and began to let the cool water stream into his glass, Nolan heard a noise coming from his bedroom. A young women who looked to be about twenty years old, wearing a horrible sequin dress, her face smudged with make up stumbled out of his bedroom, nearly knocking off every picture on the wall, as she attempted to put on a ridiculously high pair of heels while walking. “Oh hey there sailor, I have ta run but last night was a blast” She then turned toward the fridge and preceded to write her name and phone number across the door in bright pink lipstick, sealing the deal with a grotesque and sloppy kiss mark. She turned back towards Nolan with a grin across her face, “uh thanks?” replied Nolan, sarcasm edging into his voice. With that the girl turned and sauntered her way towards the door pulling it open clumsily “kiss, kiss sailor”, and with the final click of the she was gone. Nolan breathed a sigh of relief as he grabbed a bottle of painkillers and popped a couple pills back, chasing them with his fresh glass of water. Slowly Nolan made his way towards the couch, trying his best to remember every part of his horrible nightmare. “That dream was… well disturbing,” he thought curiously to himself. Shaking his head he attempted to clear away the curtain of drunken stupor from the night before. Slowly he eased his way back into the comfort of his couch and threw his feet over the edge of the coffee table. For the past week he had been having this dream over and over again. The storm pounding the highway; the rain coming down heavily and a single lonely car speeding along in the oncoming lane. And then out of nowhere a truck appears and they slam into each other with a revolting crunch, as if in slow motion. The sound of shattering glass and screeching metal filled the air. A blood-curdling scream escapes from the women’s lips as she is thrown from her car onto the highway, skidding to a sickening halt. “But what does any if this mean? And why am I forcing myself to watch this tragic accident every single night?” Suddenly the woman appeared in Nolan’s mind, lying in the middle of the road, blood pooling around her, long rasping breathes sounding from her poor ruined body. Her long dark hair curled around her head, her porcelain white skin slick with rain, so pale in the moonlight, her emerald green eyes shining bright in the darkness, “It was almost like she was waiting for me to help her. Everything about this dream seemed so real, so life like, as if I personally know this women, as if I’m responsible for saving her. Maybe I only feel this way because I’ve watched this women die every night for the last week, over and over again. Well wait that may not be true, I never do get to see the end of the dream, maybe she is still alive in a hospital somewhere?” Noah smacked his hand to his forehead “why do I keep thinking of this dream like it actually happened, like this girl really exists, it was a dream, a nightmare as simple as that” he thought. Nolan shut his eyes trying his best to forget his lingering dream. Just before Nolan drifted off to sleep her face appeared in his mind, her astonishing green eyes watching him and waiting.
Noah awoke to the loud ringing of his cell phone. American women sounded throughout the apartment, stumbling into the kitchen he found his phone plugged into the charger vibrating angrily. Unplugging his phone he flipped it open, Nolan glanced at the caller I.D. Joey Lawrence flashed across the screen. Joey had been Nolan’s closest friend since before he could even remember. They had meet in grade school at St.Trinian’s, both stuck in the same class filled with snotty rich kids, who thought they owned everything including Joey and himself. The only reason either of them survived that hellhole was having each other’s back no matter what. “Of course he would be calling while I’m sleeping, the guy has no common courtesy at these early hours of the morning” he thought, lifting the phone to his ear. Joey’s voice filtered out through the phone “hey man where are you! Last night you just disappeared with that little blonde chick from the bar, and you didn’t tell me where you were going! What’s the friggen deal?” Noah sighed, “Well first of all can you slow down and stop yelling in my ear? My head still feels like its about to explode, and second of all I have no idea what my ‘deal’ was last night, I don’t exactly remember a lot of what happened. But to answer your question I’m at home relaxing and trying to get over this brutal hangover.” Nolan could hear Joey laughing on the other end “Yeah man you don’t sound so hot, so in all seriousness what the hells going on with you lately?” Noah rubbed is hand over his face, feeling a days worth of stubble, “well I can tell you now over the phone, or you can come over and I can tell you in person, either way there’s no way you will believe me.” Joey agreed to come over as soon as he could. Nolan slowly pulled the phone away from his ear and snapped it shut. Feeling dirty and in need of a shave Noah made his way towards the bathroom and turned on the shower. Under the warm spray of water, Noah felt all the stress and anxiety over his nightmares begin to fade away. “It was all just a dream”, he told himself over and over again. “But what if I wasn’t?” No matter how hard Nolan tried to fit the pieces together, nothing made sense. “Who was this girl, and how was it possible she is haunting me even when im awake?
The forest rose up around Lila, the tree’s gave off a strange glow in the fading light. The whole scene seemed to be made of pure light and seemed to glimmer as if it were all to perfect, to flawless radiant to be real. Lila gasped and slowed turned on the spot taking in the breath taking view before her. “This place can not be real” Lila thought to herself. Suddenly reality hit and Lila felt stunned by how naive she could be. “Why am I so unconcerned about why this is happening to me? How am I getting to these places and experiencing these strange events. None of this makes any sense.” Lila paced back and forth in the small clearing, working out the likelihood of these strange events. “First I am brought to that field with Danielle, then that peculiar room with… undoubtedly the most foul man I’ve ever laid eyes upon,” Lila shivered, though it had nothing to do with being cold. “He knew my name, how does he know who I am? He claimed he had been waiting for me for a long time, but what does any of this mean?” Lila was tired of asking herself these pointless questions, nothing made sense, nothing was adding up. “I don’t understand why any of this is happening! “To me of all people, honestly like I don’t have enough problems to deal with already. And now I’m stuck in the middle of the forest, I have not even the slightest clue of where I am, or if this is really a real place! For all I know I’m just completely nuts, and I’ve created this make believe world where up is down and boy bands play instruments,” Lila smiled to herself. “At least I still have my sense of humor. A breeze rolled through the clearing, moving the leaves around her, creating a soft wispier of a melody “Wait a minute, that’s the tune that my nurse was humming before I came here! That has to mean something, but what? Has someone been drugging me and making me experience these things? No, no that doesn’t make any sense either the first time it happened was immediately after the accident, there’s no way that makes any sense, why can’t I solve this mystery, this is exactly my kind of thing.”
Growing up Lila had loved mystery games. She would spend hours creating her own Clue’s and following her own tracks, she would always attempt to solve the same mystery; who had taken her beloved twin sister Jade. When the two were born they couldn’t have been more different. Lila was strong willed and stubborn, with her dark curls and shockingly green eyes, she would demand presence in a room even as a young girl. Jade was quite and withdrawn, her hair was blonde and bone straight, her pale baby blue eyes always watching the world moving around her. Although the two were worlds apart in personality they completed each other. Whenever Lila fell into a fit the only person in the whole world that could calm her down was her twin sister Jade. Like wise when Jade was in a dark mood the only one who could but a smile on her face was Lila. They were like two puzzle pieces, and so it appeared nothing could keep them apart. Until the night of the girls fifth birthday, the night the Duemont family was brutally torn apart. From that day forward Lila forever felt as if a part of her was missing. Food lost its taste, a sunny sky now looked gloomy and a lonely little girl grew up without her sister. For years Lila would ask her parents where Jade went and why she wasn’t coming back, but her parents never seemed to hold the answers. At first they would tell her to be quiet and that everything would be better tomorrow. But after years of being snubbed and told countless lies, Lila stopped asking although she never forgot about Jade.
The light was beginning to fade, and the forest starting to fill with long dark shadows. Lila glanced around again at her surroundings. “So where do I go from here? She thought sitting down on an upturned tree trunk. As the sky grew darker Lila could feel her self being pulled away from the scene before her. The trees whirled and spun around her, she felt her stomach drop and she instantly felt nauseas. Lila opened her eyes, again she found herself in a new and bizarre setting.
“Buddy, you can’t honestly be telling me you have no idea who this girl is? I mean seriously you’ve watched her die every night for a week and you still don’t even have the slightest idea of who she is?” Nolan folded the newspaper he had been gazing at and looked up at Joey. Joey was around six feet tall, with a shock of dark curly hair. His leather jacket was zipped down and hanging open to show a bright red Rancid t-shirt with a large splotch of mustard just below his collar. Nolan smiled at the mustard then glanced up at Joey’s concerned face. He starred back at Nolan waiting for an answer. “Well yeah, what the hell am I supposed to do Joey? Call up the cops and tell them I’ve been having crazy nightmares about this beautiful woman who unfortunately keeps dying in a brutal car accident every night? Oh and that I’m indeed not the one that caused this accident, that I just want to make sure she’s still alive and breathing?” Joey shook his head and looked out the window. “No I guess not man but the whole thing is just completely whack, you know? Joey leaned back into his chair thinking to himself. “But seriously, what am I going to do about this? I can’t just sit here and wait for these dreams to stop, I feel like I should be doing something about it. She clearly needs my help if I keep having these dreams. Every night I watch her just laying on the road looking up at me, like she’s waiting for me to help her, to do something.” Joey crossed his knees clasped his hands in his lap. “Ahh I see and how does this make you feel?” Nolan laughed and threw his newspaper at Joey, throwing his hands up in the air in exasperation. “It makes me feel absolutely insane! I wanna figure this crazy-ness out and move on with my life.” Joeys stood, letting the newspaper fall to the floor and stretched. “Well talking about all these irrational nightmares and beautiful damsels in distress has really worked up my appetite. What do you say we go and grab some bacon and eggs and then we will start solving this mystery Watson?” Nolan grabbed his keys from the coffee table and started to make his way towards the door “Hey who says you get to be Sherlock? I’m obviously the more intuitive one here and plus you’ve got more of my side kick thing going on then I ever will.” Joey laughed and started to follow Nolan out of the apartment, when he stopped short seeing the message written across the fridge door. “Hey Nolan, who’s Lacy and why exactly did she write her name in bright pink lipstick across your fridge door?” Nolan spun on the spot suddenly remembering earlier this morning, and what’s-her-name, Lacy writing all over his fridge. He made a face and shrugged, a grin slowly spread across his face. “That’s for me to know and for you to simply dream about” Nolan said casually as he held the door open for Joey to follow. Joey shook his head and jogged towards the front door a wide smirk spread across his face. “Dude you are pretty much the finest ladies man ive ever met, its like you have some foreign power over them or something.” Nolan turned to lock the apartment door behind him, as Joey rambled on behind him about the art of picking up girls his mind was wandered back to the woman from his dreams. Her eyes always watching him, as if they were starring right through him. His heart ached at just thinking about her in such a heart broken state. There must be a reason for this to be happening. She was to familiar in his mind, like he’d seen her a thousand times before. Nolan sifted through his thoughts, weighing the pro’s and con’s. Finally it hit him; he had to find her, no matter the consequences he would have to face or the obstacles that stood in his way he would save her, if it was the last thing he did.
Lila slowly scanned her surroundings, she appeared to be in some sort of park, a lonely swing set blew eerily a few feet away, and the sounds of sirens blarred in the distance. “I must be in some sort of city park now. The sounds of a city hummed around Lila as if it were alive, she felt as if she were in the heart of the city. She could feel the steady beat of traffic and hear the wispier of the wind as it lazily blew through the park. Faint stars shone down from the night sky, glimmering in the dark. “Oh great, another place for me to sit and wait for something terrifying to happen” she thought as she threw herself down on the bench near her. The moon hung unusually low in the sky, illuminating the park in an unnatural milky glow. Lila’s skin began to tingle and warm, and a loud shrieking pierced the quiet night, tearing at Lila’s ears, making them feel as if they were about to explode. As suddenly as the shrieking began it stopped, and was replaced by the sound of a what sounded like massive beating wings, the wind they made swept up bits of dust and dead leaves into the air in a fury. Lila struggled to see through the haze them seemed to hang in the air. Through the haze Lila could make out the silhouettes of two men, with great wings spread from their backs beating the air, holding them aloft in the night’s sky. Lila felt the breath leave her lungs as she watched them hovered gracefully above her. Slowly they lowered themselves to the ground their wings beating the air angrily until they touched down in the soft grass of the park. The thought of two Angels standing in front of Lila hit her like a ton of bricks. “How could Angels be real? They must be real” she thought. “And here they are standing right in front of me, living, breathing, honest to god Angels”. Lila was absolutely stunned, she felt rooted to the spot as if she were in a trance watching them. They both looked as though they were glowing from inside, the light seemed to radiate outwards filling the park with the same strange glow Lila had seen in the forest. The light seemed to pronounce their features remarkably, they were the most beautiful creatures Lila had ever seen. The Angel closet to Lila appeared to stand six feet tall, his ivory wings expanded from his back, they looked stunning in the glow of the moon, the tips of each feather looked as if it were dipped in silver. They were powerful and frightening, but Lila couldn’t look away. His face was somber, and his lips were pulled into a tight line. His hazel eyes were framed with thick dark lashes that seemed impossibly long. His ebony hair looked ruffled from his travel and fell lightly on his forehead. He was dressed in dark jeans and gray knit sweater, with slits in the back around which his wings protruded. The other Angel was much shorter, his wings were seemed to round and were more of a cream color, each feather seemed to short and unnaturally teardrop shaped. His face was strong and brooding, his cheeks were rosy setting off his lips which were full and pouting. His blue eyes shone is exasperation, as he gestured wildly. His short blonde hair was messy and pushed up around his head, creating a halo effect. He was dressed in a white suit, which looked extremely out of place on him. They both looked insanely out place in the park and with each other. Their deep powerful voices carried easily across the quiet park towards Lila. “The nepheline girl needs to be found Cassiel , she is in serious danger. If she falls into the wrong hands it will cause absolute disaster, we don’t even know what she is capable of yet” said the blonde Angel. The one who appeared to be Cassiel turned away and starred up into the sky. Then he spoke. “I am well aware of why this nemphilim girl needs to be found Raziel, if you do not trust me to this task then perhaps you should rethink your decision.” Raziel shook his head and gazed up into the sky as well. “Cassiel the fallen are looking for her as well, they will leave no stone unturned, you know just as well as I do. They already have the other one, Jade, they found her years ago.” Cassiel lowered his gaze from the stars to Raziel “How is it that they found Jade, but they could not find Lila? Their mother was merely a mortal, it is not as of she could have protected her from the fallen. We both know they are just as powerful as we are. Lila gasped, “No, no, no. This is so wrong, there is no way they are talking about Jade and I, its just an absurd coincidence” she thought to herself hopefully. Raziel’s eyes looked sad “They came in the dead of the night, it was so… unexpected, we thought all the nemphilim children were safe, we had thought we kept them well hidden. Our guard was let down, and they” Swiftly Cassiel cut him off “Yes but on the year of the girl’s fifth birthday the Deumont family was torn apart, and Jade Deumont was never seen again. Most believe that she’s dead Razziel, how could she ever have survived such an gruesome attack? Its amazing that Lila is even alive to tell the tale, or so we will see” finished Cassiel. Tears poured down Lila’s face. It was true, after all those years of searching and grieving Jade was truly gone. Lila’s heart ached with the weight of Jades death, it robbed her of her breath. Her mind raising she felt her knee’s go weak, as they ground rose up at her, the damp, dewy grass softening her fall. And all to suddenly the dark fog was back, turning and expanding in the air around Lila. But this time it was different, it nipped at her skin and sent electrical sparks throughout her body. Lila felt her blood pulsing through her veins as the fog shifted and changed in front of her. Suddenly it all feel into place, for the first time in years Lila felt complete. Complete in a way she hadn’t felt since before Jade had passed away, since before her Dad left, since before everything went wrong in her life. It felt as if a weight was lifted from her shoulders. Lila could hear the busy traffic honking as if she were standing in time square and a lone siren wailing in the distance, she opened her eyes and took in the scene before her. The park shimmered and wavered as if it were merely a mirage. The scent of the cool damp park seized her senses and the crisp night air wrapped itself around her body, raising goose bumps on her skin. Unexpectedly, it came to her. If these travels were going to keep happening regularly, then she would have the ability to control them. “I am and always will be in charge of myself and nothing can every take that away from me she” she repeated it over and over aloud to herself until she felt it could be true. Lila squeezed her eyes shut tightly, slowly she drew a long ragged breath pulling every ounce of energy into her core. Her mind began to fill up with images, polaroid snap shots of her life, her hospital room swam forward in her mind. The white washed walls and the hum and buzz of the machines holding life stable. Lila imagined the tiny squeak of the nurses shoes on the shiny linoleum floor, and the smell of disease that coated the air and made her miserable. She imagined the feel of the paper thin hospital gown on her skin and the wires snaking up and into her arms. Lila felt the air around her stir, she felt the fog covering her body cradling her momentarily. She felt the temperature drop rapidly as she was pulled from the park, although this time she didn’t struggle against the fog. Lila allowed it to transport her, all the while imaging her depressing hospital room. Finally Lila felt the scratchy hospital sheets and the soft mattress beneath her. Lila took another deep breath and opened her eyes, taking in the room before her. “Im back, im here I did it!” she screamed happily. Then the nausea hit and the room spun before her. Quickly Lila turned to heave, losing her breakfast and her courage all at once. Lila flopped back into her bed, felling dirty and lost. “Well so much for that” she thought unhappily. Lila rolled onto her side so she could look out her window, the sun glowed brightly in the sky, as people hurried past. Everything felt normal on the outside of her room, but inside Lila felt alone and forgotten.
The diner was packed and the smell of pancakes filled the air with their mouth-watering scent. Joey and Nolan sat in a small booth tucked into the far corner of the diner, where the constant racket of the diner seemed less intrusive. Joey was hidden behind an overlarge menu, spewing out breakfast combos, trying to decide which sounded more appetizing. “So I think ive narrowed it down to either the lumber jack slam or the triple decker pancake deluxe platter with a side of bacon” said Joey lowering his menu to glance at Nolan. Nolan sat hunched over his menu, stirring his coffee and starring out the front windows. If anything breakfast was the last thing on his mind. “Dude focus here, breakfast is the most important meal of the day, plus it’s also my personal favorite.” Nolan finally snapped out of his trance “What? I have no idea what you were talking about, I was thinking about something… else” replied Nolan, sounding distracted. Nolan watched their waitress approach, and quickly took a glimpse at his menu. “Hello there again boys, now that you’ve had a chance to read over the menu what can I get you?” Joey slid his menu across the table towards the waitress, giving her his school boy charm. “It’s Shelly right?” he asked casually letting is eyes flicker on her name tag, then run over her body finally resting on her face. Shelly blushed, then pulled out her pen and paper, collecting herself. “Yup that’s me, my name is Shelly and I’ll be your waitress today, what would you like to eat?” The whole speech came out breath-less-ly putting a huge smile on Joey’s face. “Well I will have the lumber jack slam please, with a side of extra bacon if you don’t mind’ replied Joey sounding completely nonchalant, Nolan stole a glance at the waitress. You could practically see Shelly falling under Joey’s spell. Hesitantly Shelly tore her eyes away from Joey and smiled at Nolan. “And for you?” Nolan looked at his menu quickly trying to remember what he had decided on, with a jolt he realized he had never even started to look. “Ah right I will have the blueberry pancakes with a side of bacon and hold the eggs please.” Shelly finished writing down their order and gathered the menus leaning in close to Joey as she refilled his coffee. Finally she was gone, Joey sat looking happy as a clam. Nolan snapped his fingers in front of Joey’s face. “Hey prince charming, reality check! There are other reasons were here eating breakfast you know, were not just here so you can flirt with our waitress.” Joey leaned forward on the table and grabbed his coffee mug, all the while still admiring Shelly. “But would yeah just look at her? Her long blonde hair, her even longer legs, those beautiful vibrant green eyes? How can I not charm the pants off of her?” Joey laughed at his own clever comment, Nolan merely shook his head. “Joey focus we need to start somewhere, I was thinking we should hit up the library and check all of the newspapers in the last couple of weeks. I figure if it was a big enough accident its got to be in at least one news paper.” Joey tapped his fingers mindlessly on the table top, nodding his head. “Yeah alright we can do that, but seriously the library? Isn’t that why they invented the internet, so we can search from the comfort of our own homes?” Nolan sighed “Because on the internet we don’t have access to every local paper which the library does. Plus that way it will be harder for you to become so easily distracted” Nolan said letting his hands fall restlessly into his lap. Just then Shelly came sauntering towards the table her hands full of delicious smelling breakfast, a wide and dazzling smile spread across her face. Suddenly a dark sinister creature crawled out from beneath a near by table sending Shelly crashing in slow motion towards the floor. The moment seemed to hang in the air, Shelly’s confused cry filled the air as the food was launched from her tray. Nolan felt himself moving through the restaurant towards Shelly, before he could even think about what he was doing. He caught Shelly around her waist with his right arm, she felt strangely weightless. Nolan’s left hand snaked out and caught the tray in mid air, balancing the plates easily without losing a single piece of food. The diner was painfully quiet as they all stared and Nolan in awe. Shelly breathed heavily beside him, she seemed to be a little shook-en up but other then that she seemed okay. The room began to fill with hesitant clapping, Nolan could feel uncertainty coming off in waves from the customers seated around him. Nolan let go of Shelly and let her collect herself, then handed her the tray. “Oh um wow thank you, that was totally amazing, I, I don’t even know what happened one minute I was fine carrying my tray like usual and the next I was falling flat on my face.” Shelly bit her lip her eyes brimming with tears. She was pretty rattled and Nolan couldn’t help but shake the bad feeling that clawed at the back of his mind. “Oh yeah no problem, I guess I have some pretty crazy reflexes this morning, im glad your okay though” he shrugged indifferently and began making his way back to the table. Joey sat looking in awe from Nolan to Shelly to the tray then back to Nolan again. He was absolutely speechless, as Shelly set their food down in front of them, her hand shook slightly, making Nolan feel even worse. “Well boys I hope you enjoy your meal and breakfast is on the house this morning” she quickly turned and made her way back to kitchen and disappeared. Joey opened his mouth, then closed it quickly. Nolan grabbed his fork and knife and began cutting into his pancakes not even bothering with butter. He wanted to get out of the dinner and away from that strange creature as fast as he possibly could. Finally Joey spoke. “What the hell just happened Nolan? Since when do you have crazy ninja reflexes, and go around saving cute blonde waitresses like its no big deal?” Nolan stopped shoveling pancakes into his mouth and look up at Joey. “What are you so worked up about, it just kind of happened, I didn’t even feel like I had control of my body, I feel like im losing it Joey. All these insane unexplainable thing keep happening to me and your sitting her accusing me of stealing the waitress you were hitting on? Since when do we do this?” Nolan gestured between himself and Joey with his fork in hand. “What do you mean this? I keep asking you what’s going on with you lately and you give me a string of bullshit answers. I feel like im sitting across from a total stranger, your right about one thing though Nolan, you definitely are losing it. Come talk to me when your ready to tell me truth” Joey slide out of the booth and angrily stormed out of the diner, leaving his breakfast untouched. Nolan dropped his utensils and slunk back into the booth. “Great now my best friend hates me, the only person who will believe me and I am completely insane. I must have been imaging that… thing, creature whatever it was…” Nolan stopped himself, “I feel insane, and this whole scenario feels insane but then why do I feel like the world isn’t spinning out of control?”
Lila feel asleep and for the first time in what felt like years Lila actually slept. She didn’t travel to strange places, or run from demonic men, she didn’t dream at all. She slept and slept until she felt normal, until she felt whole, until she felt like herself again. When she awoke she found a pile of fresh cloths sitting on the edge of her bed and a steaming mug of tea on the table beside her. A note was tucked under the edge of the cup, Lila gently tugged the note loose from underneath the mug. The note was written in heavy cursive, Lila scanned the delicate piece of ivory paper.
Dear Lila Deumont,
You have been formally discharged from Calm Springs Hospital. The staff here are confident that you have received the highest quality of care while staying here under their supervision. I have made prior arrangements to have a car waiting for you as well as a clean change of cloths, and additional money to be used if needed. You will find your keys at the front desk. In your car there will be another note containing directions to a school. This school was created for gifted people, people like you. At this school we hope to teach you the skills to survive and prosper. We mean to do you no harm and hope to see you very soon.
Lila read and re-read the note several times. Forcing herself to believe it was true, “I can’t believe that there were other people like me, other people who have ‘skills’ as Cassiel had put it.” It was all to good to be true. Lila drew her arms around herself. Today there were no wires running up her arms, there was no heart monitor humming beside her. She really was free to go. Lila climbed out of bed and began to pace the room. “When I… er traveled to that park, Cassiel was there, and he was talking to Raziel, and they were looking for me, it sounded as if they wanted to protect me, to keep me safe. Although when I saw them I thought they were Angels and had beautiful wings attached to their backs. Wow I sound completely psychotic” she thought to herself. “But why run away from something that could help me, help me understand who I am? What if i am truly a Nemphilim… what that meant I had no idea. What if I am in huge danger? They can help me and they seem to know and understand what happened to Jade. I have to go, right now.” She couldn’t wait any longer. Lila stopped pacing and shut her door tightly to her room. She pulled off her horrible hospital gown, making a silent promise to herself she would never do something stupid enough again to land herself in a hospital. Then it hit her. The accident, the pouring rain, the slick wet road. Then the crash, the horrible sound of twisting metal and the cold dark feeling of death as it settled around her. She remembered laying on the cool wet road, her own blood gushing from her chest, and more and more blood pooled around her. Tears streamed down Lila’s face as she fought for the strength to breath. “How am I even still alive? How is it possible for someone to survive such a terrible accident?” Lila finally gathered the strength to look at her body. To accept the disfiguring scares and stiches and trauma she would find there. Lila felt her knee’s go weak as she once again dropped to the floor. Her body appeared totally healthy, alone for the wide, long white scare that ran across her chest. “Oh my god how is this happening, I should be dead, this is not happening” Lila sat her legs tucked underneath her, her arms wrapped around her, holding herself together. She sat in shock, for what felt like hours, thinking and trying to fit the pieces together. Finally Lila couldn’t take it anymore, “the only way any of this is going to make any sense is if I go and talk to Cassiel’ she decided. Lila finally picked herself of the ground and wiped the tears from her checks. She slowly reached out and picked up the mug of steaming tea and took a long drink. Almost instantly she felt better, it spread throughout her filling her body with warmth. Lila turned and eyed the pile of cloths on the edge of her bed.
She sorted through the cloths, which consisted of dark blue pair of slim fitting jeans, a white airy blouse, a pair of strappy wedged heels, and a beautiful fitted light pink trench coat. “Wow this Cassiel guy sure knows how to shop, and how to make a girl happy” she grinned as she slipped into her perfectly fitting clothing. “Now for the hair part” Lila though unhappily as she made her way into the bathroom attached to her room. The room was tiny consisting of a toilet, a stand up shower and a sink with a small mirror hanging over it. A shelf had been poorly put in place over the toilet. The shelf was full of hair brushes, hair product, make up, anything Lila could have ever wanted to get ready, right down to her own well loved straightening iron. Lila let out a small squeal and grabbed a brush and pulled it through her long dark hair. The feeling of the brush running through her hair felt amazing, untangling the knots and massaging her scalp. Flicking on her straightening iron, she grabbed her foundation and started in on her make-up. When she was finished she stood back and admired her complexion in the tiny mirror, finally Lila felt ready to face to world. Lila stepped out of the washroom and back into her hospital room. It looked lonely and cramped, it felt nothing like the room Lila had sat in earlier. Lila quickly made her way across the room and pulled open the drawers of the only dresser in the room, searching for anything that was hers. Finally she pulled open the very bottom drawer, inside Lila found her purse and her suitcase, relief flood through her body. “At least I haven’t lost everything” she thought. Lila grabbed her suitcase and her purse, stopping in the bathroom to shove the massive amounts of toiletries into her suitcase. At last Lila made her way to the door, with a gentle tug the door bounced open. She was free, free to go and travel and eat and sleep wherever she wanted! No more horrible hospital food, or uncomfortable hospital gowns! Lila practically flew out of the hospital and into the front parking lot, stopping short she remembered the keys. Lila dropped her suitcase to the ground, and turned around to glare back at the hospital. “Oh great back into the dungeon of death,” she thought to herself, rolling her eyes. “When am I ever going to get out of here?” Pulling open door, and a blast of crisp air icily cut through Lila’s cloths chilling her to bone. Something was wrong, the font entry was completely deserted. Most of the hallways were covered in darkness, a handful of lights flickered ominously down various hallways. Lila peered around the corner and made a quick dash towards the front desk. She flew around the corner of the desk her heels sliding across the floor, she felt her legs tangle as she collided with a bank of filling cabinets with a loud thud. “Shit, why do I always have to be so clumsy?” She thought pulling herself upright as she rubbed her side. Lila glimpsed a row of keys hanging under the lip of the front desk. “Freedom” she whispered, spying the set of keys with her name written across the label. Her hand shot out like lighting, the cold keys felt amazing in her hand. “Freedom” she though, jingling the keys in her hand. Lila felt the temperature drop radically, the air filled with the stench of rotten eggs; the smell of sulfur. A deafening roar filled the air and echoed through the seemingly empty hospital. Lila’s heart started to beat wildly in her chest. She spun on the spot, to face the horrifying creature which stood behind her. The creature towered over her, it’s eyes gleamed blood red, its mouth, filled with jagged teeth, twisted into an evil sneer at the sight of her. Where its hands should have been, were long gnarled claws, its razor sharp tips gleamed in the murky light. Its body appeared to be covered in oozing sores the spewed a disgusting green foul slime. Lila fought the urge to vomit, the creature launched itself through the air towards her. Lila turned and ran as fast as she could weaving her way through the front entry, she burst through the doors, the creature roared loudly in protest. Quickly she felt for the panic button, but the ring simply held a large key with a VW logo carved into it, and a small key chain with peace sign hanging off it. Lila scanned the parking lot, her eyes finally fell to a light blue 66 Volkswagen Bug. The Creature was getting closer, its shrieks filled the air as it burst through the front doors. “Holy shit, what have I gotten myself into?”
Finally Nolan gathered the courage to leave he dinner, leaving a tip on the table. “Even if I did save her life she could still use a little pick me up” he thought as he pushed open the door to the diner. The street was filled with crowds of people rushing home. The sky looked grey and miserable, rain spattered lightly onto the sidewalk. Nolan breathed deeply taking in the fresh smell of the rain, and pulled up the hood to his sweater. Nolan’s fight with Joey rang through his head, “What did I even do wrong, if this were any other day he would have given me a high five and that would have been the last of it” he thought darkly. “Here he is accusing me of hiding things, when clearly he’s the one with the issues.” Nolan made his way to the road to where his 96’ black Chevrolet Corvette sat. Smoothly Nolan unlocked the door and slide behind the wheel. A sense of calm washed over Nolan as he started the engine, it purred to life. Nolan pulled away from the curb and directed his Corvette towards the city library. Nolan pulled to a stop at a red light, Van Morrison’s, brown eyed girl played softly over the radio. Nolan sighed to himself as he turned the volume up and lost himself in the song. He replayed the scene in the diner back in his mind. The evil creature stuck out vividly in his mind. “What was that weird looking creature? Where did it even come from, and why was it that nobody else saw it?” He thought, as he pulled into the parking stall in front of the library. Nolan shut off the car and leaned back in his seat, listening to the soft patter of the rain on the roof. “I need to figure out a game plan, first before I go flying in there with no idea where to start.” Nolan drummed his fingers of the steering wheel. “So what I think I know so far is, there was accident on some highway, there was a young gorgeous women involved..” Nolan paused “Wow, its kind of creepy that I have a crush on a possibly dead girl, whom I keep dreaming of every night, who I am now searching for…” Suddenly there was a tap on Nolan’s window. Nolan jumped and turned to roll his window down, squinting to look through the rain streaked glass. A man in a dark trench coat, stood outside glaring down at Nolan. His face was sharp and hawk like, his beady eyes searched the inside of Nolan’s car, and still he stood silent in the pouring rain. Finally Nolan broke the silence. “Um excuse me sir does there seem to be a problem here?” He asked as politely as he could muster, but frankly this guy was starting to weird him out. The man starred back at him, slowly he shuffled closer until his face was practically inside the window. Nolan’s stomach twisted into a knot, he squirmed uncomfortably in his seat. Without warning the man began to speak in a hushed tone, his words running together. “Run, run as fast as you can, they are coming and soon nobody will be safe. One of the Duemont sisters have already been taken, it was years ago but , that means nothing. The Fallen’s power is growing, you won’t stand a chance. It is the beginning, the beginning of the end my son, run and never look back.” Nolan sat in shock, he glanced out the windshield, then turned back to the man, but he was gone. Nolan grabbed the handle and threw himself out of the car and into the parking lot. He spun on the spot his eyes searching the streets for the man in black. “What the hell was that? Who are the Duemont sisters and why are they so important?” Nolan’s mind raced as he attempted to process what he had just been told. He paced back in forth in the rain in front of the library his eyes constantly scanning the crowds on the street. Finally Nolan gave up, he was soaked to the bone and he still hadn’t set foot in the library. Tiredly Nolan climbed the front steps to the library and pushed open one of the heavy front doors. Nolan stepped inside, the smell of old books filled the air, and beautiful antique chandeliers lit the library giving it a warm welcoming glow. Nolan went to the left and climbed a long grand staircase, onto to second floor. This level was dedicated to an assortment of fiction books, which seemed to stretch for miles. “This is one huge library, where the hell do I even find news papers in this maze?” He thought as he wandering aimlessly through the rows of books. Eventually Nolan found his way to a help desk, spying a cute red head sitting at the desk. “Ah of course, the pretty librarian to help me stalk my dream girl, this place has everything” he smiled to himself. Her hair was a dark red, she wore it loosely hanging around her face, a pair of reading glasses were perched on the end of her freckled nose, a pencil tucked behind her left ear. Nolan adjusted his damp hair, then he made his way towards the help desk. As Nolan neared the desk he realized she was buried in a book. Lightly he leaned down on the counter and cleared his throat. “Um excuse me Miss, but could you show me where you keep the newspaper room in this maze?” The librarian practically jumped out of her skin at the sound of his voice. “Oh my god, you scared the crap out of me!” she said, her hand fluttered above her chest. Nolan smiled widely “Sorry about that, my name is Nolan, its nice to meet you” he said as he extended his hand towards her. The Librarian’s eyes fluttered over his face, then rested on his eyes, she grasped his hand lightly and shook it, letting out a giggle “My name is Zahriel, its nice to meet you as well. If what you mean by the news paper room is the where are the microfilm machines are set up, there just down to the end of that hall. I can show you if you would like? ” Zahriel added quickly, a nervous smile played across her lips. Nolan clapped his hands together, and grinned at Zahriel. “That would actually be totally awesome, on the way there do you think you could explain to me what a microfilm machine is and how the heck you use it?” Zahriel laughed and stood, as she did brushing out the wrinkles in her skirt. She turned on her heel and began marching down the long hallway behind her desk. Nolan jogged to catch up to her. Basically it’s a really ghetto version of a computer, you type in key details your looking for and it will bring up an article containing those details. Every news paper has its own reel, with its own articles, blah blah blah im sure you will figure that rest of it out” she smiled as she, gently she pulled on the handle the third door to the left. Zahriel let the door swing open wide to reveal a brightly lit room filled with comfy looking chairs and coffee tables heaped with books. A very old machine sat in the corner, next to an equally old coffee machine. “Its right over there” she said pointing to the corner. “Of course it’s the most ancient object in the room” replied Nolan. Nolan began making his way across the room and threw himself down in front of the microfilm machine. He swiveled on his chair, in a quick circle to face Zahriel, with a start he realized she was already gone. “Seriously what is with all of the strange people out and about today? Does nobody have the common courtesy of using the words good bye anymore?”
Her mind reeling, Lila grabbed her suitcase she broke into a run. The familiar sound of thunderous wings filled the air, just as Lila reached the bug. She stabbed the key into the lock and quickly unlocked the car, tossing her suitcase into the back seat. Lila whipped around to scan the sky. “That must be Cassiel” Lila said breathlessly, as she watched him lower himself to the ground with his beautiful wings. The setting sunlight made his wings glow golden; they shone through the parking lot. The golden light seemed to singe the creature’s flesh, making it scream and hiss in pain. A weapon of fire leapt to life in Cassiel’s hand, taking the shape of a heavy, powerful sword. Cassiel leaped through the air his sword of fire held aloft above his head, a war cry escaped his lips. His wings pumped the air as he dove through the air towards the creature. The creature reared back in fear, as Cassiel swung the sword slicing through its body. Cassiel’s sword cut through the creature’s body setting it on fire simultaneously. It began to shrivel and scream, the creatures tortured cry pierced the air and assaulted Lila’s ears. Quickly she dove into the car and slammed the door behind her. Lila sat for a moment, her hands pressed to her ears, her eyes shut tightly. Finally the screeching stopped, Lila opened her eyes and starred out the front window. Cassiel was perched on the hood of her car, his wings slowly beating the air; the sun caught the silver of feathers in his wings, making them glow. His dark hair shone in the light, the breeze caught up in his hair showing his beautiful and sad hazel eyes. Lila’s heart beat loudly in her chest. “He has to be the most drop-dead gorgeous man she had ever seen. Scratch that, the most drop-dead gorgeous Angel I have ever seen” she said under her breath to herself. Lightly Cassiel leaped off the vehicle, his wigs began to fold in behind him into his back. Then he turned and made his way to passenger’s side of the car, easily he opened the door and hoped in. Lila removed her hands from her hers and simply starred at Cassiel. He bowed his head at Lila, then his eyes found hers sending a shock through her body. “Hello, my name is Cassiel, I am here to take you safely to South Haven a school for Nephiliem children like you. We should leave immediately before we come up against another demon like the one you just ran into” he said, he dark velvety voice had a strangely calming effect on Lila. She found herself nodding her head and started the ignition of to the bug. The engine roared to life and Lila began to back up. She fought for what to say. A million question swirled around in Lila’s mind instead she asked, “Left or right at the lights?” Silently Lila cursed herself and waited for Cassiel to answer. Cassiel laughed but there was no smile behind it. “You are much to trusting Lila, for all you know I could be here to murder you in cold blood.” Lila was shocked; words escaped her as she sat starring at Cassiel. Finally Lila spoke. “Who says I trust you, maybe the only reason im letting any of this happen is because, you just saved my life from the most terrifying beast ive ever seen” Lila pulled to a stop at the intersection and waited for Cassiel to speak. “You turn left at the lights, and then keep on heading down highway 16 until you hit the interstate” he replied shortly. “Mmmm okay” Lila took a left at the lights, her foot pressed down on the peddle. The tree’s whipped by the windows and the sky began to grow pitch black, finally Lila couldn’t take the silence any longer. “Okay enough of this, I have about a million questions, and I would like some answers” she said eyeing Cassiel who sat slumped back into the passenger seat beside her. “Cassiel sat up and turned towards her. “Well Miss Duemont what would you like to know? Feel free to ask away.” Lila eyes stayed on the road as she thought. “What was that, that beast that you just killed? Where did it come from?” Lila heard Cassiel sigh and shift uncomfortably in his seat. “That was what is called a Ranguon Demon. They aren’t the most intelligent nor the most skilled demons known, however they are still just as dangerous. A Rangoun Demon is formed with Talons instead of hands, which are used to rip a mortals soul from their body. As well they have venomous spit that will stop your heart in an instant, which comes in handy for them. The souls they collect are then delivered straight into hell. It is one of the many demons Lucifer uses to collect souls from earth. Lila what do you know about Lucifer and the war between heaven and hell?” Lila’s eyes brows shot up, and she chanced a glance towards Cassiel. He looked concerned and tired. “I know that God cast Lucifer out of heaven, and that Lucifer is evil in the purist form. And that now apparently demons are real, and so is God and the devil and apparently angels for that matter.” Cassiel laughed, a humorless laugh, it sounded hallow and full of pain. “So what you mean to say is you really know nothing about the war between heaven and hell nor anything about demons and what they are capable of doing. I will tell you the tale, it is more important then even you may understand right now. But it is necessary that you understand.” Lila tapped her fingers on the steering wheel and waited. “God created heaven and earth, in the beginning earth was a dark and desolate place. He filled it with beauty, giving it light and water and vegetation. Then he created Angels; he gave us grace and divinity. We were born to love our creator, our Lord in all his infinite wisdom, to carry on his will as he intended. Many of us did, because we could not believe any differently, we didn’t question Gods will and so we lived in heaven under his grace. But even God could not create perfection, Lucifer one of God’s most favored Angels, was different from the rest. He could not find it possible to love God and do so with perfect clarity and peace of mind. His will was divided between God and himself, and yet his grace never left him, no matter his sins and dark thoughts he stayed in heaven among the rest. And then one day God told us all of another being, humans he called them. They were to live on earth and love, and fear and live in reverence to God just as we did, we were told they were simpler being filled with lust, and anger and free will. We were also told that we were to be inferior to God, as were these Humans, and that we were to serve Humans just as we served God. The Holy Angels submitted themselves completely, giving all their will and acknowledgement and trust into God, to carry on his will as he intended as always. However Lucifer in all his envy and anger refused to bow to lower being them himself. He believed Humans were useless abominations purely a waste of souls and energy. So he gathered his followers and spoke to them of Gods imperfect ideas of his wrongs in creating these Humans. He inspired them to resist against Heaven, against their brothers and sisters, to resist against God himself. And so the great battle between Lucifer and God began, it went on for days. Days that were filled with terror, darkness and endless death. To many of my brothers and sisters were killed in that battle. On the final day God called upon Michael the strongest and purest Angel and asked him to do the unthinkable. He asked Michael to fight Lucifer, and remove him from heaven and to cast him down into a hell. A pit of fiery wrath and evil, a cage for Lucifer to live forever to suffer for his sins against God and all he had created. On that day Michael took up his sword of heavenly fire and defeated Lucifer, in one fellow slash he sent Lucifer and his immoral followers down into hell. And to this day Lucifer and his followers reside in hell, forging a new army to once again fight against God and all of its holy Angels.
Nolan had been sitting in the research room, for what felt like hours. His eyes stung and his head throbbed, the lights in the roomed seemed all to bright. “I’ve been through every possible, news paper article in the past two months, and there’s nothing! Absolutely nothing” he thought sadly to himself.
“Are you really an Angel?” Cassiel shifted uncomfortably in his seat “Yes I am an Angel, I was sent to find and protect you. My mission is to deliver you safely to the South Haven academy” Lila thought this over “Okay what is a Nephiliem and is that what I am? How did I survive the car accident and why can I travel places when im asleep?” Lila questions came out in a rush. Cassiel let a long sigh and glanced at Lila. “A Nephiliem is the child of an Angel and a mortal women. Lila your father was an Angel, a very powerful one at that. Because you are the offspring of a mortal and Angel, you have angelic magic that runs through your veins, it gives you the power to heal quickly among many other things. As for you being able to travel when you are unconscious, I have no answer to that, it is not my area of expertise I suppose you could say.” Lila’s mind was swimming. “All of this sounds absolutely insane you know that right? And you are just expecting me to sit her and accept all of this? Your talking about all of this as if we’re talking about the weather. Im a normal girl who ran away from home and got into a terrible car accident, and know im supposed to believe im this whole other new person?” Lila chanced a look over at Cassiel, he looked at a loss for words. “The only thing I want to do is find out who I really am, and what happened to my sister Jade.” In the glow of the dashboard lights, Cassiel suddenly looked ghostly pale. “Lila, what happened to Jade was… a horrible thing, nobody really understands what happened that night. You have so much to learn before any of this will make sense. I wish I could fix things for you, I wish you never had to go through all of these tragic events, but what has happened has happened and we must learn to accept these things and move past them.” Something about the way Cassiel spoke about Lila’s life struck her as odd. As he held himself personally responsible.