Unspoken Chronicles

The Powers

     It was a perfect cloudless sky on the Paradise; Adriel the new leader of the Powers was standing on the sight of the Earth portal. The same portal he and his man use to get to the mundane world. He was a tall lean man, built as a warrior, and has the exceptional skills and wits.

        Last day, he and his men soared for the mission to retrieve the book to a fallen angel naming Israel. For many millennia, atlas they finally have a lead on her whereabouts. He doesn’t know what kind of angel Israel was before she was fallen.

      Since Galael meet his end on the bow and arrow of Israel, the fallen angel was labeled as a fugitive. He took place of Galael position and held the position as the leader of the powers. Now on his present status, there is one thing he must do. That’s to retrieve the angelic instrument and destroy it.

        He didn’t know what kind of power the angelic instrument that Israel had, but by the way she protect it, it means there is more into it. The protocols were simple, arm the nine best warriors of the powers, descend to the sinner’s soil, track Israel and seize, retrieved the angelic instrument and leave. If the fugitive refuses to cooperate, the emergency protocol is applied, to punish him or her into demise.

         He knows that Israel was a fighter, the last time the power almost got her results into a blood bath, and lead to the death of the leader itself. He took necessary precaution and learns more about the said fugitive. He knows that she was one of the bearers of the unknown rune, she has not just

one but five. Once an outstanding member of the Grigori, a good searcher, honored by the Dominion itself as the Grigori’s asset. She was everything you ever dream about; too bad she was a fallen.

           As a child Adriel took a close look at Israel before. They are the same age, and grew up on the same realm, the paradise. She doesn’t know him, but he knows her. He bore sentimental feeling for her but never utter it to anyone.

     He knew when she left and what she took with her. He even devises a plan before to pursue her on the sinner’s soil. That is now all in the past, as time lengthens his perspective changes. Now as the leader he knew what will come next.

“Adriel we need to go now!” Matriel told him.

   He was the next in command, and one of his trusted men.  It was the day he would descend to the sinner’s soil.

   “Are all prepared?” I asked him as I finished arming myself.

“Yes, you are the only one not yet!”

“I’m finished let’s descend.”

With that he gave me an affirmative nod and we both exited my house.

   Indeed all the men were there ready and arm. They were the better of the best, the one who fought on many wars and the one who stayed loyal to the creator and to the entire holy spheres.

    We descend through the portal and reach the sinner’s soil by afternoon. The place was different from paradise, it was polluted, and mundane walks on it. The land was vast but the meadows are cut short, replaced by structures that they call home, business and leisure. This is a portrayed reality of how those before us fail the creator, teaching man and his sons and daughters about knowledge that we, the sons of God only knew.

   The informant was reliable, the address that he provides was accurate, and within an hour or so we reach our destination. Israel was preparing to leave her current destination that I expect. Knowing that she knew that we will eventually come she prepare to fled.

      I called out to her, but she didn’t respond to me, resulting for one of my comrade to set fire on her house. Matriel told me that if we need to set out the mouse we need to burn her hideout. An hour or so, the house still burning she didn’t come out, both worried and tense, I was prepared to rescue her. But I held my grounds, I know what will be the result of my actions will took me.