Chapter 4
My parents were of different origins
My mother died
My dad imprisoned
I was adopted
I was poisoned
I died
I’m not human
What am I?
I need answers
I sigh hopelessly knowing this is the beginning of many problems. The door to my room opens and I see my sister rushing inside. She has dark rings under her eyes and her face is pale. She opens my bedside table’s drawer and searched for something, then she takes out a picture of me, and hurries outside slamming the door behind her. Well that was weird. I needed to find mum and dad, and just like last time I’m suddenly transported, this ghost transporting system is really practical. I see dad signing some papers and mum talking to a bald middle-aged man. It then dawned upon me, they were planning my funeral, well this sucks.
“Malefica are you there?”
“She’s busy; may I be of any assistance?” Angelo says with concern laced in his tone.
“Uh I could use some advice”
“Oh, what about?”
“Can you at least tell me what I am?”
“I beg your pardon?”
“You know, I’m clearly not human, and I’m not half angelic-half demonic, then what am I?”
“Ahh, well I don’t know if I’m the one who’s supposed to be telling you this”
“No please I need to know, now rather than later”
“You are what you choose to be”
“What?”
“When your father used the “Sanctus Angelus Sanguinis” he purified you mother from her sins, but she still couldn’t become an angel, since she was a demon by nature, so by drinking the liquid your demonic side disappeared. However, because you had been carried in the womb of a demon, you have all the qualifications to be one. The angelic and demonic genes should be co-dominant, but in your case they couldn’t be, only one could be dominant, that’s why whoever poisoned you tried to erase all signs of purity, to use you for evil.”
“But why me?”
“Because you are the result of a sacrilege, no matter what happens you'll always be more powerful than any of us”
"More power means more danger right?"
"I'm afraid so"
Something flew by us, it was black and fast, I could feel the anger radiating off its aura. Whatever this creature is, it needs to sort out its issues.
“That is a fallen angel in case you were wondering what it was”
“I’ve never seen one before” I said obviously.
“Of course you haven’t” Angelo chuckled lightly.
“Angelo can we speed up time?”
“Why do you ask?”
“Tomorrow’s my funeral, and I want it to be over already. I hate pity”
“Unfortunately no I don’t”
"I wonder how it feels like to watch your own funeral"
"It's not as bad as it seems, at least that's what they've told me. Some actually found their own closure by watching their funeral and of course others have been terribly heartbroken by it, but I doubt you'll be like the latter."
"I hope so"
I sighed deeply and waited for tomorrow’s events.
At least one of my questions is answered.
I’ll have to contact my friends after the funeral.
Tomorrow Tomorrow
I hate you tomorrow
I whispered Annie’s silly song whilst lying on my bed.
“Do supernatural beings sleep?” I wondered aloud.
“Yes we do, now will you do us all a favor and sleep” Malefica appeared and said half-way yawning.
“Goodnight Malefica”
“Goodnight Amandine”
“It’s Amanda”
[A/N]: Chapter 5 is on the wayy. Stay tuned readers!! Next chapter's the funeral!
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FantasyAmanda dies, no one knows how or why. Her friends and family are crushed. Only after her death did she discover a huge secret about her identity. Join Amanda, her friends, and two supernatural beings in an adventure of a lifetime or a deathtime ;) S...
