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"Enter here!" An angel screams at the door parallel to the throne I'm sitting in.
The throne is huge and gold. It's so large, my feet don't touch the ground.
It's been a month since God left Heaven. We have no idea where he went.
The Angels left me in charge.
"I still don't understand why I have to sit in this big ass chair!" I hiss to Asher.
Asher laughs and kisses my forehead.
"All official Heaven business is taken place here and the ruler usually sits in that chair," he says.
I've been doing war related stuff all day, and some of the stuff isn't even war related. It's all been so stressful! I don't give a crap about a minor demon chasing a bunch of school girls around in Earth! Tell them to grow some balls and punch it in the face! Like how the hell is that related to the war against Heaven and Hell? Honestly, I can understand why God left!
"Are you ready?" Asher asks.
I nod.
There was a break in. An intruder entered Heaven, and they've identified it as a demon.
The wide wooden doors swing open.
"Hold the intruder! She's hostile!" an archangel orders.
Hostile?
I squirm in my seat.
"I'll protect you," Asher tells me while tucking a strand of my hair behind my ear.
Asher's been obsessed with my hair ever since I came to our house after getting it dyed and he saw it was back to my natural color.
The intruder steps in the room and I gasp.
It's Anoplia!
"Rose!" she screams with excitement.
Her clothes are torn and hanging off her petite frame. Dirt smudges her pale face. Her hair is in a ratty ponytail and her blonde hair looks slightly green.
"An!" I reply and struggle to get down from the throne.
Asher snickers and helps me down.
I hate being short.
The angels around Anoplia look pretty startled as I run down to embrace her.
"Stop!" one of the angels demand.
The angel puts his arm out to stop me.
I immediately cease my running, cross my arms and stare into his eyes.
"I know her. She's fine. She's on our side," I state to the angel.
He looks at me like I'm high on weed.
"You know, hallelujah! Go angels! Hail Mary!" I exclaim and put my arm up by my head trying to make my point more clear.
Asher taps me on the back.
"That's supposed to mean hail Hitler..." he trails off.
Oh...
Let's not do the Hail Mary thing, Rose.
"Whoops!" I say.
The angel rolls his eyes and replies.
"How do you know she's on our side for sure? She's a demon!"
I narrow my eyes.
"Heaven left me in charge, so that means I can order you around! I'm ordering you to let Anoplia go!" I demand.
The angel reluctantly lets go of Anoplia.
An hugs me tightly.
"I've missed you, Rose!" she says into my hair.
"I have too!"
Anoplia suddenly looks at Asher.
"So you're not a demon anymore?" she asks.
Asher smirks.
"Nope," he says popping the p," but I have all the demon powers."
Anoplia starts to laugh.
"So that means you'll get gray hairs!"
Asher stops smirking.
"Where's God?" An asks me.
I sigh and pat her back.
"That's a long story, but let's get you a shower first."
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Sorry for the late update! I had writers block, but a friend of mine inspired me.
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-Kirsten
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ParanormalI let him overtake me. His memory. His voice. His touch. His warmth. Everything I love about him. I relax into Asher and let the pain overtake me. ---------- From the Watty award winner that brought you "One touch" and "Drowning"
