4/20/19

Saturday, April 20th, 2019. It had been almost six and a half years since Andrew had been here. Now he has been sent back, this time with a team of other Angels of Death to bring Home souls after what was about to happen. This date had tragic significance to the blonde haired angel.
He had been at another school on this day twenty years earlier out west. It was a beautiful back then, much like today. The mere memory of the events back then made him shudder. Times like these would often have him consider seriously requesting a transfer from the Death department.

For now all he and the others with him knew was that something bad was going to happen. A frown wrinkles his handsome face as he waits, waiting for a word from above. People were leaving, the events that were going on there were wrapping up, including one that seemed very familiar to Andrew.

"Okay Mrs. Moore, we have a few hours to spare before the book signing at the mall," Alicia mentions as she and her boss were walking out the front door of the school. "are you sure you don't want to go back to your parent's house and lay down? You don't look so good. Teaching that workshop took a lot out of you." It was around four in the afternoon. She stayed on after it ended at three and played catch up with her old principal, who had been grateful she could come.

"I'm okay." She tells her assistant as she calls her husband while heading towards the parking lot and their driver waiting. "Alex? It's me honey. We wrapped up and I'm about to go back and have dinner with Mom and Dad before the signing. I can't wait for you to wrap up in California tomorrow and come over here. How's-" Then she stops mid sentence as someone catches her eye. A man, standing there, about ten feet away.

It couldn't be...is that Andrew? What is he doing back here? The angel who was sent to help her six and a half years earlier was standing right there. Then the feeling she had all day in her stomach grew to full blown panic. He still had the blonde hair and the features she never could forget. If he's here, then there's a high likelihood something's about to happen.

He sees his old assignment. My, she has grown since I last saw her, and she's now married. He notes the ring on her left hand Andrew says one thing to her. "Run. It's not safe for you to be here now." Crystal then saw others appear out of nowhere, dressed similar to him. She shouts to her assistant and driver to run and they only got about twenty feet before the explosions began.

It was so loud it hurt his human ears, making him flinch. He then leads the others inside of the school, but not before taking one last look at the three humans lying on the ground. One was already gone with a hunk of metal in his head and taken Home, but the other two were injured but okay.

Walking into the lobby, Andrew sees attendees and teachers running from the blasts. Then he hears the gunshots and following them to a classroom where a lone male, had a girl by the hair. She had looks over and sees the angel standing no more than five feet from them. The shooter was angry, telling her Satan had sent one of his own to drag her to Hell. That made him very angry, almost enraged at the insult.

"Do you believe in God?" He asks her and with great courage she says, "No matter what answer I give you, you're going to kill me anyway. So, for the record, yes I do." One shot into her head and she went lifeless. The killer then goes on to another target.

Andrew takes high school senior Home, commending her for standing up for God. Coming back he sees people out in the parking lot. Some were injured and others were helping people get away from the grounds, they didn't know what would happen next.

Crystal was trying to get her bearings and again sees Andrew, this time up close. She had a few scratches from where she fell and from the flying debris. A small gash was bleeding from just above her eye, but wasn't serious by what he could tell. He could also see she clearly had a broken arm from the hard fall.