Warrior Nun Season 3: In the Next (Avatrice)

Chapter 3: Find My Way Back

Isaiah 55:11 - "So is my word that goes out from my mouth: It will not return to me empty, but will accomplish what I desire and achieve the purpose for which I sent it."

The Halo glowed with a superb light as it opened the world Ava desperately wanted to come back to. She knows it was always there, somewhere. It always leads her here but the attempt has always resulted to a failure before. Her hopeful desire never ceased and now right in front of her eyes, it opened more concretely. She grabbed back the Halo and placed it on her back making the vast wings disappear. Without second thoughts she pulled herself to the portal of flowing lights. The energy of the Divinium can be felt vibrating in the air with a weaving sound and with matter of seconds that has passed she was now back to the other side.

She heard alarms blaring all over the place on a sudden as pain seep in to her head. The lights were turned on blinding her for a moment. She heard echoes of footsteps and as she observed the environment to be enclosed on a giant room with glasses with the pain in her head burgeoning. In the moment, the room Ava was in closely envelope her with an impact. She was immediately put on her knees due to the pain and cold sweat travelled on her entire body. She doesn't know what else happened but all she can focus now was her head on the floor, throbbing like it was going to explode before everything went black.

"Was she okay?" A small voice questioned with worry. "It was the air pressure, like you've been drag in the outer space. A normal person could have not survived that without their EMU suit but her vitals were OK now. She's just dozing off for a bit most probably." Ava heard voices, talking back in forth and it sounded familiar. She can't be wrong. Jillian? Did I really make it to the other side?

"She did not change much, did she? She still looks like an angel on our eyes. I can't wait to call her that she's back."

Was that Camila's voice? Ava imagined the small nun with one who has the brightest smile she knows was observing nearby. Hoping in her heart that she got back right on where she was hoping would be.

Beatrice, are you there? Ava's consciousness was slowly regaining.

Ava finally able to open her eyes as she immediately scanned the room as it got clearer and clearer on her vision. "Ava?" She immediately directed her sight on the source of the voice. Right then, Camila went near and hugged her closely. Tears started to stream from Ava's cheeks inhaling the tea scent of the small woman in her arms, thanking God she made it right, this time. "I still can't believe it. I'm so happy to see you again Ava." Ava can hear a small sniff from the smaller nun that Ava genuinely considers as her sister by blood. She can feel Camila was touching her back through the hug, feeling her probably if she was actually real. Or was it Ava who's feeling it. It was real, it was Camila. "All in one piece." Ava replied the raspness on her voice seemed like began to get even raspier. Ava saw someone move on the corner of her eyes, and another woman get close. "Jillian." Ava said and she gestured a hug and the older woman came in to give her one. "I'm happy to see you too Ava. This is an extraordinary moment I still can't believe you managed to pass through the Arc. It is not wrong to hope it will make a way once again."

Jillian said, as to then looking at the woman with deep eyes she reminded Ava of Michael. What he has done with her as the two of them confront Adriel. Sacrificing his self for defeating the Jesus wannabe. Ava can't help but think of other things they could have done to spare Michael's life. "Jillian, I'm so sorry about Michael. I... I could have done more. I could have chosen some other things to defeat Adriel sooner, sparing Michael's life." Ava said not really knowing how to face the mother of the man she blew up to pieces just to kill Adriel but to just fail in return. Ava's regret was visible through the still grieving mother. It felt like his sacrifices were in vain.