The Lucent Encounter

First Encounter

Aaliyah's POV

The morning breeze brush my skin that sends shivers to my spines. I heave a sigh from my mouth as a trail of thoughts suddenly invaded my mind but I shrugged it off.

I took time to explore my surroundings, right now I'm in the garden full of beautiful and colorful flowers infront of me, A collection of flowers you never knew exist here from the most extinct, to the most wild, to the most rare, and to the most common one. All thanks to the Grasskeepers Angels who took good care of the flower bed.

As I was about to bent down to pick the Lamium galeobdolon, commonly known as yellow archangel.

My Portable Angelic Device also called as 'Pad' for short is a device wherein the angels can communicate to each other, it depends if it was a necklace or a bracelet. But mine is a necklace with emerald and engraved there is my nickname 'Aal Hope' around the corners, given by my father on my sweet 16th birthday.

And speaking of which, here he is calling me on my pad, I touch on my thumb with a little specks of my power to answer it.

"Hey father" I waved at him when a hollow gram appears showing the face of the man in his early 40s, his wrinkled face lit up as he gave me a wrinkly grin.

"Hey my sweet Hope, come here for a sec. I've got news for you" his reply, my father, Archangel Michael.

"This better be good" I reciprocate by giving him my toothy grin

"You'll find out if you come to the castle right now."

"Okey then, I'll be right there!" I said and we bid our goodbyes.

When we hung up, I smile at the emerald of my necklace. Thinking what could my dear father called me for at this early hour. With that I flatter my wings on my back to ready to fly off.

I fled my way to the castle dudging and greeting at the same time on the angels I passed by. When I was infront of the door, I lowered myself and concealed my wings on my back as my feet touch the cold tiled floor on the footsteps of the big holy ancient carved wooden door infront of me.

I opened it as it made a creak sound and I went inside. I started roaming around the corridors to look for my father.

When I was at the end of the hallway, I saw the conference room slightly unclogged. I went towards it cause I'm pretty sure my father was in there, just as I was about to went inside when I take a glimpse of the two stilhoutte of a man facing their backs at me having a heated tension between them. From the looks of it, they were contemplating if whoever breaks the silence first.

'Hmm, maybe an eavesdrop wouldn't be so bad' I thought to myself as I take a peeked on the slightly opened doors.

"You know Michael, pretty soon enough you'll have to tell her about her." Said to the man, who broke the silence building up between them, beside him whom I pressumed was my father on a hang shoulder and lowered head in a defeat manner.

I hitched my breath. 'Who are they talking about? Who is she they refering to?' I thought.

"I-I know John, b-but I don't want my little one to hold a grudge on me. I-I just can't." He heave out a long sigh.

'W-what did he do for him to hide something like from me?' I thought as I squeeze the rimmed of the door.

"I'm sure she'll understand your situation right now. She is very understanding, and too kind to withhold any grudge on anyone especially you, her father." Said John, as he reached out to his shoulders to give a little squeezed to indicate his comfort for my father.