I look up at Gabriel. His white wings relax behind him; they shine brighter than gold. His bright brown eyes stare at me, his golden hair moves slightly from some unknown wind. His shoulders roll back, and he stands tall. Not a wrinkle on his face, like his skin, smoothed of any crease or wrinkle. His lips were thin, holding a small smile. Behind him is a gate
I turn and see Michael standing beside him, looking down at me. His chestnut hair also blows in the unknown wind. Green eyes stare down at me. His bottom lip is thin like Gabriel's, but his top lip is fuller. His wings are not out like Gabriel's. I turn my head to Raphael. Dark chocolate hair loosely braided back, stopping at his shoulders. His chocolate brown eyes skim the card in his hands. He then looks at me.
I am on my knees in a white dress. I just appeared at the gates of heaven 15 minutes ago.
A dagger sent me here.
I feel on my chest; the hole is no longer there.
My head snaps up at Gabriel, whispering about how young I was. I sigh, knowing what they were probably thinking.
Raphael clears his throat as he looks at me.
"You will be trained to be a reaper." I hear a gasp from the other Angel's surrounding us.
I don't know what that is, so I don't know how to react. I look around the Angels, all wearing white, some with wings out, others with wings tucked in. I look back at Raphael, taking his time in telling the details of what I am to do here.
"Half a century trained as a warrior." Raphael puts the card in his pocket, "After that, we will go from there." My eyes widen, why would they want to train me? Did they forget what got me here?
An angel walks beside me, clad in armor and softly helps me stand, I wobble a little, almost having to learn to walk all over again. "I'll show you to your room; training starts first thing in the morning."
We walk on a tan-colored path. Everything here seems to be white, tan, blue, or gold.
We get to my room, and I look around. A white bed is against the far left wall; a gold vanity is across from it. A door on the left side of the vanity, I'm guessing a closet.
He let's go of me and nods at me. "See you in the morning." He hands me a card "This is your new name and status." He grabs my arm in a supportive manner and walks away, shutting the pearly white door behind him.
I look at the card.
Name: Thana
Status: Training
Occupation: Reaper
I sigh as I continue to stare at the card and sit on the bed.
It is surreal. I am in heaven, and I figured when I went to heaven, I would forget who I was on Earth.
My memories are still intact. In fact, I remember ones I had buried deep in my mind.
I wonder what will happen after the half-century is up, would I be sent to another place in heaven?
I look around the room. What is a reaper? I catch a glance of myself in the mirror—my jaw drops.
My hair is no longer white blonde and short, now a light beige blonde, long and thick, crystal blue eyes stare at me. Scars no longer dance across my body. My skin is clear. I have a small freckle below my left eye—another freckle right below my collar bone.
Cupid bow lips. My bottom lip slightly fuller than my top, my small nose slightly pointed up. My skin very fair toned.
