Celestial Dawn

CHAPTER 15: The Painting

Celestia POV

I couldn't sleep at all after waking up last night, so I opted to do more research on Google. Coming upon many websites, I found some different opinions and interpretations of the Bible. My conclusion was that humans were very confused about the truth. Supernaturals liked it that way, but I felt bad for people. I suppose times had really changed since humans knew that monsters really were out there. That's why it's our job to keep evil at bay, so people can keep their belief that everything is normal and not be as afraid as they were back then.

It's my job too, even though I am not a full angel, and battling evil excites me just as much as all the new negative feelings I've been getting did. I never looked forward to my training starting in Heaven. Everyone was so sure I would be just as good at slaying evil as my father was... who turned out wasn't my real father, but I never looked forward to it. I knew that hiding wasn't an option forever. Now that I was down here, I could learn to fight and stop evil from spreading. Maybe that way my angelic family would see I am good and accept me back.

The first step will be to decode my mom's message. Hopefully, I will find out where I need to go to do that soon. I ignored my feelings and abilities since waking up in the hospital, but now that I finally have some time to myself to think about it, it's not normal. I couldn't read my family and people's feelings as well as I am able to do it now. My mother must have done something when she visited me in the "nothingness."

I heard a knock on my door and shouted from my desk "Come in!" My dad was on the other side smiling at me when I looked up.

"Sweetheart! I see you're awake. How are you doing today?" So far, I felt normal today and even the sigils didn't hurt as much as they did before. Mostly they itched, but Grandma Gia told me that was normal and not to scratch them.

"I'm fine, dad. Do you need something from me?"

He smiled reassuringly. "No, I just wanted to see if you're awake. I am off to work today. Your grandparents will be in the house along with Wes and Ash. Isabella will be back in the afternoon." He hesitates a little and doesn't continue. My dad feels nervous and is preparing himself emotionally for something. "Aurora, I wanted to ask you something. How do you feel about Isabella?"

I hesitated before answering. How did I feel about her? I tried to decipher my feelings but they were all over the place. I didn't hate her, but I didn't love her either. She was trying to get close to me, but I still don't know why. I suppose I can use my newly found power of Divine Intuition and read her emotions. Then I can decide for sure how I feel. "I don't know yet, but I will soon." My dad frowned and he felt confused.

"It's okay. Take as much time as you need. Also, I wanted to ask about your mom." Now I was the confused one. He had to have met her. I wouldn't be here otherwise. "Do you know how we can talk to her? Or if you can tell me about where you lived before, I can send someone to look for her there." Panic. I felt scared because they couldn't know. That would put them in danger. I had to lie to him... again. I dreaded it, but to protect them from my angelic family, I would sin if I had to. I just hope I was better at it this time.

"I don't know if you can reach her in any way." I stalled, but my dad didn't pressure me into answering him right away. "I don't know what I can tell you about my previous home. It's very beautiful and high up... in the mountains." My voice couldn't keep a steady volume and I squeaked out the last part. My cheeks were warm and I am sure they were very red, too. I felt awful doing that. I couldn't look at my dad anymore because of the feelings of shame.

"Okay, sweetie. We will find her on our own somehow. I am sure she wants to see you very much and misses you. Although I didn't know her very well, she seemed like an amazing person." I appreciated that he tried to change the topic, even though I am sure he knew I lied. "Did she tell you anything about who your father was?" He wanted to know if my mom told me about him. I remembered how my angelic family praised him.