A bright light formed and then faded away. Saysha's father's grip loosened and Saysha fell to her hands and knees, her breath heavy. She analyzed her surroundings.
She sit upon green grass. Flowers of red and blue were poking out from the sea of green. About 200 feet in front of her a dark blue, velvety lake set calmly. Bunnies played off in the distance and geese flew overhead.
"Where are we?" asked Saysha, still catching her breath.
"Heaven," said Saysha's father in awe.
"What? How? Am I dead?" Saysha asked quickly, standing up.
"Yes you are, but we had no choice. You had to come to Heaven. We had to fulfill your prophecy."
Saysha didn't say a word. Instead, just looked at her father in astonishment.
"Go on," she said finally.
"You are the archangel of Hope and Generosity. Your job is to go to families and feed them the hope they desperately need. Your-"
"Hold on... I am dead, I'm in heaven, and I'm becoming an angel of hope and generosity?" Saysha interrupted.
"Yes, your training starts now," her father said.
Suddenly her father disappeared with the blink of an eye. Saysha wanted to know more. She wanted to know why he left. Saysha wanted to know what type an angel he is. Saysha wanted to know, well everything.
A tear saturated the luscious grass.
"Everything okay, Saysha?" A girls voice called ahead of her.
Saysha jerked back and sat on her butt looking bewildered toward where the unfamiliar voice came from. A girl about ten years of age was there. She had a wide smile upon her face.
"My name is Sophia, archangel of Wisdom. Your father, Alikai, is the archangel of Faith.
"How did you know that I wanted to know-"
"Lucky guess," Sophia said quickly, "Anyways, your training starts now."
Sophia whipped a pair of 8ft wings and flew upwards twenty feet.
YOU ARE READING
Angels
FantasyWhen 14 year old Saysha's father leaves mysteriously, Saysha believes her father became a Warrior of God: an Angel. And when she becomes involved life turns to death on Saysha and she figures out what her destiny holds.
