A Rare Kind Of Heaven

A Thousand Years Of Alone

Chapter One: A Thousand Years Of Alone!

''You can't change who people are,

Without destroying how they were.''

~Gerard~

My one thousand years of obedience and loneliness passes agonizingly slow. But today is the day when I'm set free from this torture, today is when I will be able to love, today is when my heart will open and someone will enter it.

I wonder if they'll be human, I wonder what her name will be, will she have blue eyes or will they be brown? Will she have long or short hair? I hope she's kind.

I have been pondering these questions from the moment I became an angel.

I have dreamt of this day for one thousand years and now, it's really happening, it's kind of hard to believe.

I sit at the edge of my bed, musing these questions, in two hours I will have to get up and walk into God's court room, where I will be tested assessed and judged to see if I'm worthy of the burden of love.

And if I pass then I will get to love, then I will find my soul mate and we will get to be together till the end of our lives, our souls will be linked so when one of us dies then other dies soon after, from what the humans call heartache.

My palms start to sweat, what if I don't pass there testing, then it's another one thousand years of serving faithfully to God before I can be tested again.

This probably the longest two hours of my life, the suspense is killing my insides turning my stomach to mush.

I have already failed the test once, if I fail again, well I don't think my heart could take it, the pain and shame was unbearable, I felt the other angels judging me, wondering where I slipped up, wondering why I failed.

It was probably because I'm not an enthusiastic person, I get the job done. But God wants us to do it with a smile on our face, to be happy there were working to make a better world and that were working for Him, or for "a higher cause" as the humans put it.

Eventually the two hours pass and I am lead from my chambers, there are a couple of angels are being lead from their rooms as well and they all look just as nervous as I am.

We are huddled into a group outside a pair of huge wooden doors.

The doors have a design carved into the surface of the dark wood, it is a depiction of angels and demons, most human believe that we hate each other and are always fighting, but we actually don't, we have a mutual balance, both doing our jobs never interfering with the other, I personally have never meet a demon, we stay well way from each other. I have always wondered what meeting a demon would be like though, I think that is another reason I failed the test the first time, I'm too damn curios about things, always wondering how and why things are as they are, also why they have to be how they are.

The doors open to show a grand hall, there are 993 angels sitting in the isles that run the length of the hall, at all times there are 1000 angels in heaven, the seven that are not seated are standing with me at the door. If we pass the tests we are no longer counted as angels and our space is filled by a new recruit so there are one-thousands of us again.

I look around the hall, it is exactly the same as it was 1000 years ago although some of the angels sitting in the chairs are not, the hall is long and thin and everything has a carving on it, there is not one piece of plain wood throughout the entirety of the room.

At the end of the hall in a giant carved chair is God looking over the intertie of the masses.

He beckons us forward pointing to the stand in front of him.

My hands are sweating and shaking now from the nerves. We all stand where he points, I quickly glance at the angels beside me, they all look as nerve-wrecked as I am, I look back up to see the archangels have entered the room and are now sitting next to God.

They stare down at us looking smug and are grinning like Cheshire cats upon seeing how nervous we are.

One of the archangels point to the female beside me and says "you first,"

The women takes a deep raspy breath and steps forward, she is to be the first to be tested, they ask a lot of really probing questions while also looking through her record papers, they assess her on loyalty, kindness and may other things. After they have finished their interrogation they begin to speak to each other, deciding if she passed or if she is to spend the next 1000 years serving them again.

The man is visually shaking and sweating more than I thought even possible, her shirt now clings to her petite figure.

She has failed the test and is told to leave the hall, she drags her feet as she walks the length of the room, trying not to burst into hysterical tears.

It isn't that she doesn't want to serve God, it's just that after 1000 years you get a little lonely and for us falling in love is the stories that we tell around campfire, the stuff of legend, and at about the 700 year mark you would do anything asked of you to have a companion, a friend, let alone someone to love and hold, a lover for us is the thing of dreams.

After the women has exited the hall they try to quickly close the door, but it is to late her cry of desperation has already been heard by us as she collapses on the floor just outside.

Three more people are tested before me, two passed and one man failed, when the archangels call upon me to step forward, I freeze forgetting how to walk. One of the angels beside me has to push me forward before I snap out of it.

I answer their question in a daze, at times not breathing and before I know it they are whispering with one and another and looking at me from the corners of their eyes. My paranoia starts to kick in, I am now majorly hyperventilating as I think of every single possibility every single possible scenario, although I am more focused on the things that could go wrong.

I can feel my heart speed up as they turn back around so they are facing me, this is it, the moment that will decide which way my heart goes.