I bet you are wondering what happened when I went through the Arc to the other-side..
I don't know what is worse, going through the Arc near death or waking up from death. Both are pretty traumatizing. It's a wonder I don't have PTSD from it all.
You need to understand the whole gist of what my life has been like. First, I was made a quadriplegic in a car accident that killed my Mom. Then I grew up in a Spanish orphanage run by Catholic nuns. In which, one Nun, Sister Frances, murdered me, reporting it as a suicide. Then I came back from the dead in a Monastery with a hunk of magic metal in my back that gave me superpowers. Doesn't sound real, does it? But, I shit you not. This "Halo" heals me, makes me fast and strong. I can see demons now. Crazy stuff. Oh, and I can levitate. Something that would have come in handy when I was growing up.
So I became the Warrior Nun. Let's be clear though, I am not a Nun. But this group of warrior nuns, known as The Order of the Cruciform Sword, or OCS, have become my family. I would, and did die for them. Yeah, I've died more than once. And I would do it again in a heartbeat. The OCS is caught in a thousand year inter-dimensional power struggle.
A friend told me that we had all been fed a twisted version of what the truth of divinity really is. All I know is that the so-called Angel, Adriel, was a piece of shit, hellbent on ruling our dimension with his wraith demons possessing every single person on Earth. And another powerful entity - God? Call her what you want. - Reya was determined to not let that happen. And then there was me, caught in the middle of this shit storm.
So, myself, along with Micheal, a guy sent to help me, were tasked with taking down Adriel. Micheal didn't live long enough. So it was up to me. I didn't tell my sisters and I certainly didn't tell my BFF, Beatrice. But she figured it out when I kissed her goodbye. Slaying demons, easy. Saying goodbye to her, hardest thing I've ever done.
I fought Adriel and I detonated the Divinium bomb that was Micheal but it didn't kill him. Adriel, I mean. Micheal had already been killed by Lilith. A totally whole other story. In doing this, I pretty much killed myself with Divinium shrapnel. I ended up having to conjure up a troop of Tarask demons to kill Adriel. But to be fair they really aren't demons, instead they are Reya's Gatekeepers who were tasked with finding Adriel and the Halo by any means necessary.
This all led up to me saying goodbye to Bea a final time. I told her I loved her before crossing over to Reya's realm. Maybe that was cruel of me but she needed to know that. I needed her to know. I love Beatrice. I have for a long time. I just hope that she is living her life to the fullest and is happy.
So, going through the Arc. Can't really describe the sensation. Disorienting. Feels like I turn to liquid and then solidify again on the other side. And maybe because the connection, between the realms, had been initiated by Reya, that I end up in a room where someone catches me before I crash on the floor. By this time I am in so much pain and teetering on the edge of death that I can't focus on any one thing in front of me. My mind is still on Bea and the pain of leaving her is crushing my heart. I sob as they lay me on a cold, hard surface.
One of them places her hand on my forehead and my pain eases and then nothing. Actually, not nothing. I start reliving memories of my early childhood, of my Mom and our life together.
What the fuck is this? Is this my life flashing before my eyes. For years, after the accident, I suppressed these memories because of the pain they caused me. I had forgotten what my Mom looked like and sounded like. Her smell. Her laugh. The feeling of love and safety that I got from her. Now it all comes rushing back at me like a baseball bat to the face.
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Awaken The Halo
FanfictionAva Silva, unexpected Warrior Nun finds herself on the other side of life with an unexpected encounter that changes everything. Will she find a way back to Bea? Or will she stay where she is and learn more about herself than she ever expected.