Nephilim

Chapter 1: Mysterious Envelope

( The above picture is what Asher looks like )
Wednesday, April 30, 1975, 3 pm
Asher's POV:
I had just finished school a hour ago so I was sitting in the living room watching the news. Everything was normal until a mysterious envelope was dropped from the chimney. I was a bit rooted to the spot since my family doesn't get post often, and even if we did, it normally in the mail box outside. Curious, I slowly got up and picked the envelope it read " Envelope of Sorting. For Asher Zimmerman of Pine Street of London, England "I turned the envelope over to see a stamp which showed a God with both wings and halo and another God with horns and wings. " Maybe I should ask Mom on why the envelope has my nane on it... " I muttered to myself before making my way upstairs to my parents room. I reached the room and cleared my throat, " Urm, Mom? " My mother turned to me with a curious look on her face, she was a beautiful woman with the same purple hair as me. " What is it, Asher? Is that an envelope for me? " She asked looking at the envelope in my hand.
3:15 pm
I carefully handed her the envelope and she took it and examined it. " Envelope of Sorting? Do you have any idea what that is? " She asked looking at me with a frown, " What? No! I never even opened the envelope so I don't know anything about it! " I replied with a tiny sweat drop. " Well, maybe ask your Father after he comes back from work." She said before handing me back the envelope. I left the room with the envelope clutching in my hand, why does the envelope have my name and address?
6 pm
I waited for a few more hours until I heard the familiar car parking of our BMW. Dad came out with his briefcase. I got up and opened the door for him, " Thanks Sport " he smiled at me. I shut the door before turning around to ask him. " Uh dad? I have something to ask you... " I asked, watching him remove his shoes. " What is it? " He looked up at me. " Well, there is an envelope under my name... and it was something about an Envelope of Sorting, do you know anything about it? " I asked with a sweat drop. " Envelope of Sorting? No, never heard of it. " He said before heading upstairs to greet Mom. " Just great, this stupid envelope is probally fake anyways. " I said out of anger before tossing it in the fireplace.
6:30 pm
Mom just finished cooking her famous Porridge Soup with a garlic bread. I went to the Dining area to see my parents watching the Sports News. I quickly ate my food and went to my room, clearly in no mood to talk. I took a shower and switched to my PJ's before lying flat on my bed. I was sleepy but at the same time thinking about the envelope I threw into the Fireplace. What if it was something important?
8:30 pm
I was thinking about the envelope before shutting my eyes, it probally wasn't anything. I immediatly fell asleep with no troubles. Little did I know that something weird will happen for the next few days...