The Archangel's Daughter (Book 1 of The Angel Chronicles) EDITING PROCESS

Huntress (POV)

A/N: This is mostly a flashback of Huntress of what's been happening lately. Bear with it?

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After the race, we went home and I found myself sitting by the window, exactly where I was the night before. I looked up and watched as the stars twinkle across the sky. I sighed, sad that it wasn't able to calm me down as it usually does.

Something was troubling me last night. At first I thought it was just Hunter or one of my friends. But I already checked in on them and had guards sent over. I sent Waft to Romeo Lee and Ash, but I was still giddy.

I sighed again, remembering last night's events. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Being powerless sucks, I thought.

Not to mention all these human emotions finding its way to me. I don't know if it was just due to memory, as Aengelicus said, or because of whatever was injected in me, I still didn't want to acknowledge its sudden presence.

Not that I didn't want to feel human again, for it did make my stay in the mortal realm easier. But as of the moment, I would love to have my senses back and not just when situation calls for it. I've been thinking of moments when I thought I had control back, only to find out that it was when I was emotionally unstable. Like the attack of Christy in class, the sound of her whip triggering mortal memories that I have prayed to just disappear, or when Dale attacked Iahejlle, it was just out of pure rage. As much as I hate to admit it, I am being whipped by my emotions and I didn't like it, not one bit.

I shook my head, exasperated. "Maybe I should go to the Sanctuary..." I muttered to myself.

But with my current state, I don't think I can last the journey. I can fly there, but the journey will probably leave me asleep for a decade. We wouldn't want that. I rolled my eyes.

Thinking of the Sanctuary again and pushing away the plan of going there, the Sanctuary is for, well, sanctuary. It was our home, not a place to escape to.

Besides, the other superiors might like the idea of me being there too much that they'll tie me up and let me stay there for as long as they want. I grinned at the thought.

It has been a while since I gave them all a visit; it won't be so bad, would it?

Then I raised my hands and let my energy run through me and out into my hands where it stayed there forming a small blue- violet orb. With the looks of it, it was paler than usual. I needed a couple more days of sleep before I get all my energy back, which won't be much help as a mortal body cannot use all its energy, which can cause death.

"Well, at least I know I can summon it still." I said. 

After Dean’s call, I pushed myself to see what is still left of my immortal powers. I can still summon my wings and fly, but the transformation is slow and painful. There's also the control of the weather and anything that can be controlled by psyche. That is a big help as psyche is the most powerful and helpful power I need as a mortal.

I pulled back the energy and my body felt relieved having it back, I took a deep breath and looked out the window again.

These were the same thought I had last night. In fact I have made my decision of going to the Sanctuary.

I close my eyes as the memory of last night ran through my mind.

I have summoned my wings already and stood out in the balcony, I was doubtful at first, for I haven't told Dean of my plans, but I was just going to say hi and talk to father, I knew he would settle the worry that was eating me.