Power Gems

Chapter 33

The angel stopped right in front of me, I was about to push him over and find everyone myself but decided not to. "I must warn you," The angel started, "The Great Ones are not to be tolerated with. You must be at your highest behavior. If they don't like you, then you will be relived of your duties as a Power Gem. Don't make them angry."  I opened my mouth to say but quickly shut it, I knew my smart ass attitude, would defiantly get me in trouble. I nodded my head and the angel and he nodded back, he turned away from us and began to walk into the great city.

"What do you think The Great Ones will be like?" Zoie whispered in my ear as we followed the angel.

"I bet they're going to act like they're almighty but in reality they are just big sacks of meat that defend themselves." I said out of my imagination. That is really what I thought of The Great Ones, I didn't think more of them. I found them lazy and that I probably shouldn't trust them, no matter what they say.

"I bet they're going to be very powerful and to be honest I am a little scared." Zoie whispered very soft in my ear, that I could barley hear her. I wouldn't be surprised if they made Zoie cry, Zoie is a very sensitive soul but has a very strong heart. Besides Jason and Luna, I would consider Zoie a friend even though she tried to kill me when we first met. She is a very optimistic person and finds the good in everything and everyone. I couldn't imagine the team without her, she breaks up fights between us. I consider her the team mom.

"I bet they're not that bad." I said trying to calm her, her hand was on my shoulder and I could feel it clenched in my skin. It took a lot of willpower not to brush her off, not what she has done for everyone.

"I guess we'll have to see." Zoie said, her hand relaxed a little bit but it was still in my shoulder. I nodded and continued to follow the angel.

We have been walking for a while now and my mind was racing about The Great Ones when something popped in my head. "Hey, Mr. Angel-dude?" I said "Hhm?" He replied without turning around. "Since you're our guide for a moment, I think we should at least know your name." I said with my hands behind my back and taking big steps as my body swayed from side to side out of curiosity. "My name? Well that's not important is it?" He said turning and reveling a smirk just like the ones Jason gives me. "Oh come on," I urged, "I just want to know your name, is that so hard?" He stopped in mid-step. He turned slowly towards us and sighed, "My name," He said like it took all his energy. "Is Vincent, Vincent Dusk."

A huge wave of surprise it me like a truck and I nearly feel to the floor. "V-Vincent Dusk?!" I said as I tried to keep my balance. "Y-You're Jason's father?!" Vincent nodded his head. "I was really surprised to see my as one of the Power Gems I must say. He is a really good kid, but it broke my heart that because of my death that we shut off the rest of the world. I have been watching him from up here with a broken heart. Life is too short to be living like that, not even his mother could cheer him up. Since he has arrived I been keeping my distance from him. He can't see me, not now. But I am very happy that he has found you, Saber, and the others. It makes me very happy." Vincent grinned with slight tears in his eyes. I couldn't believe that I am meeting Jason's dead father that he loved so much that he cried when he told me the story of how the man in front of me died.  I opened my mouth to say something but nothing came out, I couldn't believe anything right now.

"So you're Jason's father? It is a very huge pleasure of meeting you Mr. Dusk." Zoie said, walking past me with an out stretched hand. Vincent held out his hand as well and shook Zoie's. Vincent turned to me with a smile on his face, I never noticed how much he looked like Jason, except he had golden slightly curled hair, I would of never expected that this man would be Jason's father. If I took one glance at this man, I would never have guess that he was related to Jason.  I snapped back into reality and held out my hand towards Vincent, Vincent shook our hands for us, I couldn't move my arm very well. He released my hand and my arm heavily dropped to my side. I stood there staring at Vincent until I couldn't take it anymore. I ran towards him and hugged him with tears in my eyes, I stood there in Vincent's torso sobbing like a freak. Vincent didn't pull away from me, instead he wrapped his big strong arms around me. It felt like I was hugging my own father, but a little more awkward.

I pulled back feeling embarrassed and wiping my nose with the back of my hand. Why on earth was I crying? I shouldn't be, it was Jason's father, did I feel his pain? Or was I just a huge freak like at people at school labeled me? "You Ok?" Vincent said with a concerned face, his voice broke my thinking. I swallowed hard and said, "Yeah, I'm Ok now. Thanks and sorry, I got tears on... you." "That is fine, now we should continue. The others are waiting." Vincent said and smiled softly at me, his smile comforted me, just like Jason's. 

We continued walking, we walked until we reached a large building that looked like a court house. The large white doors opened at our presence. A gush of wind blew past us that specs of dust got in my eyes. I immediately curled my hands into fists and began rubbing my closed eyes. I finished rubbing my eyes and opened slowly, I squinted because of the bright light from outside. My eyes adjusted to the lighting and I was pretty much right. It was a court house. Is this where Heaven does justice? Does Heaven even need justice? I mean, come on, its Heaven isn't everyone supposed to be perfect here? My head hurt from all of this thinking and I simply stopped. We walked inside the large white building that I assume was made out of marble. The main room was nothing more then a floor and white marble pillars, although it was really large, even for a main floor.

"Wow," I heard Zoie say under her breath.

"Diddo," I said looking around the large magnificent empty room. There really nothing there but I did see some doors that could lead to somewhere.  Vincent was still in front of us and lead us to the right of the room, where we approached a white wooden door that had the words MEETING IN PROGRESS  in large bold letters. Meeting, why was there a meeting? Vincent opened the large door and instantly I felt all eyes on me.