The Prophecy

Proposal

When I woke up, I was in an unfamiliar environment with Maxx sitting beside my bed.   I slowly sat up, catching his attention.

"You're awake." He pointed out the obvious.  "I was so worried.  You were unconscious for about a year.  I was beginning to think you wouldn't wake up at all, despite having a pulse."

"I was asleep for a year!" I let my mind process this information.  "And you're still waiting for me."

"Why wouldn't I? I...I'm in love with you." He held my hand with tenderness.  "And it was kinda my fault that you lost consciousness in the first place."

"Don't you dare think that for a second!" I scolded.  "I would much rather be unconscious for a year than have you die when I could've easily saved you.  It was my choice.  I don't regret it at all.  I would do it a million more times if I had to.  I would've died if that's what it took to save your life.  I love you with all me heart.  Please, don't blame yourself for this."

"Athena..." Maxx looked at me with admiration.  "I really do adore you."

He kissed me once before dropping to his knees.  Is he going to...? "Athena Genesis Aquarium, will you give me the honor of becoming my wife?"

Grinning uncontrollably, I nodded my head.  "Yes.  I'd love to."

"Maxx stood up, slipped the ring on my finger, and kissed me lightly. "I've carried that with me to visit you for a year. I wanted it to be one of the first things you heard when you woke up."

Michael and Malik came out of hiding and announced, "We got the picture, Maxx!"

Michael smiled at me. "Welcome to the family, sis."

"You got your brothers to hide so they could take a picture when you proposed? I didn't realize that people actually do that."

"I wanted us to be able to share that moment with our kids." Maxx smiled as he sat next to me.

"One thing though, I'm still technically a teenager, so I'm too young to actually get married yet."

"Simple, we take a year to plan the wedding." Maxx shrugged.

"You've really thought this through, huh?" I grinned. He must've been really excited to propose.

That afternoon, I went to meet my dad in person for the first time.  When Maxx and I got to his house, Dad was eating dinner. 

I smiled when I saw him.  He was about a foot taller than me, had white hair like me, and heterochromia. I almost looked like a tiny version of him.  "Hey Dad."

"Athena.  You've finally woken up." My dad rubbed my white bangs.  "You know, the first thing this loser did when you got to Heaven was ask me if he could propose."

"Really Maxx?" I looked up at his profile.  "That's sweet, even though I was unconscious."

"Sir, you weren't supposed to tell her that." Maxx complained, scratching the back of his head with his free hand. 

"Why wouldn't you want me to know that?" I squeezed his hand a bit harder.  "I think it's sweet that you were so eager to propose to me."

We hung out with my dad for a while before Maxx took me to the house that I didn't know that I owned.  It looked very similar to my house back at the village.

When I woke up, I immediately took a shower.  I didn't remember the last time I had one, since I was stuck on a boat without a shower for a week and in the woods for another few days.  On top of that, Michael was almost always watching me to make sure I was okay.  I passed out for a year without getting a chance to shower. 

Any parts of my hair that were still black became white by the time I finished. I quickly braided my now fully white hair and got dressed.  I wore the clothes that I found in the closet in my new bedroom.

By the time I finished doing my makeup, all three of the Hallions were at the front door. They were going to take me to meet the other High Angels.

There were five females and five males:  Ariel, angel of nature, Carmen, angel of harmony, Dove, angel of peace, Kalila, angel of love, Savannah, angel of destiny, Eden, angel of fate, Micah, angel of miracles, Nathaniel, angel of warmth, Joseph, angel of integrity, and Isaac, angel of strength.  They all looked very similar.  The only obvious difference between the girls was their eye color, hair style, and hair color.  The guys were basically the same, but had about the same hair style throughout and had different senses of style.  I fell to my knees in the presence of their holiness.

"Please, no need to bow to us.  You are one of us too, Angel of  Youth." Savannah smiled at me.  "If you're alright with that title, that is. I mean, you are the youngest of the eleven of us. I think it fits."

"I would be honored.  Thank you!" I bowed deeply to the Angel of Destiny.

Eden took over.  His voice was masculine as he made his announcement.  "Tonight, there will be a festival in honor of our new Angel of Youth.  Angels from all yokes of life will be there.  From the younglings who have yet to receive their wings to the oldest who have lived almost as long as I have."

There's my story.  Don't get me wrong, it goes on for much longer.  I retain my youth as I work with younglings and bless new mothers everywhere.  I'm almost like a nurturer, in a way.  I spend my spare time with the young Angels in training.  My kids are amongst them now.  I never knew this was how my life would end up.  I never thought I'd be something similar to a god.  The possibility never crossed my mind, but I'm glad. Maybe you're the next me.  We'll be watching you. After all, we have already written your destiny.