chapter 6: the talk

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  • Dedicated to to 2metome and icklebickle. thanks for rushing me into finishing this chapter
                                    

I can’t believe my father is an angel. But I think everyone already knew that. Everyone kept whispering ark, ark ,ark. That is all I heard. Even my friends looked at me differently. Finally someone said something that wasn’t being whispered . “Michael follow me.” said Rick.Then he got up from and walked out the front door. I ran to catch up with him. This is the first time I got a close look at him. He had white eyes. i don’t mean white with a color then the pupil. I mean all white and a pupil. It was so weird. He was really tall and had white teeth. And for an old guy he was really fit. “Michael lets go for a walk.” Then he walks toward the archery range that I saw earlier.  We sit down on two square targets that were tipped over. Where we sat we could see the sunset. “Michael this must be so much for you to take in.”

“Yeah it is. I can’t believe I am the son of an angel.” I said.

“You are not just the son of an angel. You are the son of the archangel Gabriel. The second most powerful angel that is still good. The first is your namesake who will never have a child because he is so powerful that his child could destroy all of civilization.”

“Why was everyone so shocked to hear I was an arcangel’s kid?”

“Cause you are the first one since king Arthur. “

“King Arthur was real?”

“Yes very. Michael remember the beast you fought earlier?”

“How could I forget. The thing was huge and amazing looking.” I said. Rick chuckles.

“Yes I suppose so. Michael I am going to tell you something, but you can only tell people you trust. Promise?”

“Yes, I promise.”

“Okay, that beast you fought has never been seen before. it was prophesied to show up twice. This first time shows that we are get prepared for war.”

“Where is it prophesied? And war with who?” I asked.

“You ask many questions. The second coming is prophesied in the bible, but the first time it was told to us through an oracle, which sadly no longer exist. And it means war with a powerful enemy. We do not know who, but what I know is there will be many trials for us all. Many of us will die and you are right in the middle of it.”

“Why me?”

“You are in the middle because there is a story about a son of an archangel who will help us when the war. Michael this story has been around since we were created. The first of us were the disciples from the new testament.  We are the offspring of the angels. We are not Nephilim. Nephilim are the offspring of demons, we are offspring of angels. We do not have a name, for we stay in the shadows. Michael be prepared for war. You will be staying in the same cabin as your friends, cabin one. Good night.

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