A Vampire's Heaven (on Hold)

Chapter 1

Someone was crying. Someone was calling my name. I searched frantically through the darkness as yet another wretched sob reached my ears. I knew who it was, but it was impossible to remember in the darkness. I tried to see through the obdurate gloom, unsuccessfully. I needed to know who it was, calling me through his tears, unknowingly. And then suddenly, almost as if god granted me my wish, I saw him. Slouched over a rose bush around the shrine, he was crying, yet again. There were no tears. But then again, it wasn't possible for a vampire to produce real tears. That did not mean his sorrow was trifling in any way. His pain was probably more powerful than anything anyone could have ever felt. I watched over him, as yet again, yet another day, he cried over his lost love. I watched as he cried because Rosalie - fucking - Emmett - freaking - Cullen decided to end her life, even after getting everything she desired. I gave her everything, hoping that the materialistic things and Emmett's love for her would stop her. I gave her a niece, hoping she wouldn't feel lacking as a woman. I gave her a family, my family, so that she wouldn't think of leaving. And yet, she threw everything away in a heartbeat. She decided to end her life, even when I gave her everything her heart desired. I gave her everything I could, and more. I gave her my life. What more did she need? How could she betray him, betray me, betray our family?

No! I am not God, to be able to give her all this. But I am an angel. Usually, angels are depicted as white robed, white winged, and non-sinners. That may be true for many, but not all. The archangels were, of course, created by god in the beginning, even before he created earth. They are cosmic beings that I've never met. Then there are guardian angels. Some are those pure souls that wished to care for their family even after death, instead of ascending to heaven, while some were created by archangels to help guard the world against all evil. Then there was me! I was created by my guardian angel. I was a normal human being in the beginning.
A few events that I can't exactly call tragic made my angel, Damien, change me. I was worthy and that is why I survived but I'm not exactly unique. Many angels would change their charges. Some were changed because their angels felt they were worthy, while others (Angels) fell in love with their cares. If the charge is pure and has felt all human emotions possible and lived through all the good and bad of their life, then they can be put through the change. I don't exactly understand how it happens (even after a century or so of learning), but if they fulfill all the criteria, they are changed. Not all charges are acceptable, and so the angels decide to fall to join their love. It is not looked down upon by us. Well, I'm not counting the snobs really. They are the superior angels who've been too long without a charge and feel as if they're above everyone else.

I may not have completely believed in god when I was young and human, may have even used his name in vain, but now I know he's there. I know he looks after all his children, even the ones he didn't exactly create. Humans, vampires, werewolves, shifters, demons - He looks after everyone, even if they don't realize it.

I looked on as Emmett finally got up from his place near Rosalie's shrine and looked up at the skies to mutter, "You better have placed my Rose in the best throne you have." He always did this.
In the beginning, I thought he knew I was looking over him, but then I realized, he wanted so much to believe in Carlisle's notion of hell, heaven and God that he prayed. He wanted to believe that the vampires still have a soul and some actually deserve place in heaven. He wanted his Rosalie to have the best place in heaven, while he himself eagerly yet patiently waited for his turn to meet her in afterlife. He walked away with that, looking as if he wasn't broken from inside. Only Jasper and Edward truly knew how much Emmett felt. Then again it was their duty to help him but not let anyone (Emmett included) realize what he was feeling or what they were doing.

I decided he was in good hands now. I took a quick look at all my other charges too. And no, I wasn't dreaming. I was using my powers as their guardian angel to look after them after Emmett's pain unknowingly (to him) pulled me into the darkness that shrouds the Cullens for the most part of their lives until I want to check in.
Edward and Bella were spending some time alone at the piano. Alice was once again designing clothes for Bella and Renesmee. Jasper was laying the chess for Emmett, wanting to take his mind off things for some time. Esme was drawing yet again, while Carlisle was at the hospital fighting off a new nurse's fascination with him. Renesmee was talking to Jacob while he cooked for them both in their separate house. They were all together and holding up the best they can after 6 months of Rosalie's leaving.
I decided that I should leave and see what Damien has found about Rosalie. She did die, I felt her soul leave her body, but we couldn't find her anywhere. Technically, her soul should have crossed the "tunnel to the light" and reached the place where her soul was to be measured for purity. Her residence would then have been decided.

Vampires are not sent to hell only because of their kills. Even if it is a sin, for them it's food. They are judged by some other method, which I never heeded much. Anyways, Rosalie's soul didn't reach us which should have meant she was stuck and haunting. But that wasn't true either. I had gone with my friends to search for her and there was no trace of her. Moreover, I couldn't feel her anymore. I was the guardian angel of the Cullens (that's what I call them because they prefer that surname more to others) and I felt each person. I felt their happiness, their contentment and I felt their pain, their sorrow. Renesmee's thread joined me as soon as she was conceived. I shuddered as I remembered what I saw as soon as I felt her thread. I was scared with this new joining but when I looked at Edward and Bella and realized what they were doing. Yuck! I wish I could burn that image out of my mind with acid! Edward is a brother to me, always has been, even when I was human. Jacob joined me soon after.

I was in big trouble, I realized as soon as I opened the door to my home. The whole council was gathered in my living room looking all stern and strict. "I didn't do it" the denunciating words left my lips without my consent even as I winced saying them. The younger ones laughed while the older ones looked disapproving at me. Damien smirked and said, "For once in your lifetime Rhea, the council hasn't gathered here to punish you for something." I breathed out a loud sigh of relief. I was a troublemaker, what could I do? But sometimes I would get caught and then the punishments came. They were always made such that I helped the needy people of the world, but either it was a complete boring thing to do or my partner would be someone I would contemplate murdering most of the time we worked together.
However, my relief was short lived as Damien expounded the reason of this visit. His words rang loudly in my ears, "You will have to go and learn what happened to Rosalie, Rhea. You'll have to visit your family again."

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