Heal

Chapter 1

{The city is above, or to the side.}

//ONE WEEK BEFORE\\

I'd wake up to the room of white. White was always such a beautiful color. No shade. A beautiful shade, which towers over the colors in the world. Even though there's black also, but black represents darkness. So white should master over black too. I'd face my mirror that hung high above my white dresser. My hair fell right below my chest in messy knots, so I grabbed my white brush, and made my hair presentable. I opened my white door to face the hall full of doors, and rooms like mine. I walked carefully along this hall. Not wanting to wake any of our warriors. I would feel awful if that happened. I silently walked down the large staircase to the kitchen. One of our older cleaners was cooking some amazing smelling food for us. I sat on one of the stools that connected to the kitchens counter and smiled brightly at this older woman. Maie was her name. She smiled back as small wrinkles formed around her eyes, she was obviously aged, but much wiser then I'd ever be. "How are you Maie?" I asked her quietly trying not to disturb anybody. She sliced some food as she began to speak. "I'm alright," She said, her voice matching my quietness. "I've been working hard lately for our warriors. They've seemed to need a lot more help these days with their dirtied clothes and hunger." She said with a sigh. "It's getting to be hard work for me." I smiled at her. "Don't worry Maie, many of us will help you, if you need it." I said reassuringly. Then a group of male warriors ran down stairs to the our long kitchen table. They were all laughing, and chatting as they slumped down on the seats. "Morning!" A few called to Maie and me. I smiled and waved back to them. Then someone crept up behind me and gripped my shoulders. I flinched then his chuckle rang through the room. I whipped around and whacked his shoulder. "Don't scare me like that, Aus!" I grumbled playfully. "Whoa, don't get crabby there princess!" Aus was a little older then me, and was someone I would call my brother. No, we were not created by the same person, but we've always treated it as if we were. He was also my master as a child. He taught me the things for combat and help, and he tested me, gave me assignments and was a tough teacher. But now, I'm happy he was my master back then as a child. But, Aus is a warrior and I am not. We are not apart of the same heart. Meaning a different group, subject, crew, whatever you want to call it. I am actually not apart of a created heart yet. I was supposed to be a hunter but my brain had a change in place and it chose something that was not created. And, I have not yet found my ability. But it can wait. I have plenty of time. And for now, I'd just help out with everything. Then a mixture of girls and boys from the Hunters heart came downstairs. They all quietly sat at the table. They were always the independent type. Then Maie, and a few more cleaners set food across the long table. There would be plenty of leftovers for sure. I grabbed some meat, and plenty of fruit, then placed it on my plate and began to eat.

By the time most of us finished, they seemed to split in their separate hearts. The warriors were the first to finish. And they normally are. The strong men and woman would always eat extremely fast so they could begin to work. The warriors jobs were to get rid of things that didn't belong on earth. They would be the heart that goes to earth often. And start things, end things, and control things. Then was the hunters. They usually took their time with things, and are usually very quiet and stealth-like. Almost like assassins, or so the humans would call it. They usually brought back food and got rid of things fast and easily down at earth. The third heart was the Cleaners. And they're always up in heaven. They rarely would go to earth. They are the ones who cook, clean and take care of people when injured. There is also the Potionists, Guards, Trainers and Gods helpers. But also inside of each heart, there is always smaller groups in the inner part, which sometimes makes things confusing for newcomers. But I was born in heaven I was never a human either. Half of our population were previous humans who used to live on earth, but the rest of us were born this way. I've only met God once, and that was when we didn't find my heart. And he had to test me himself. And that's when he found that I wasn't apart of any heart. Yet. He promised he would find my heart. And God always keeps his promises.

But this was how everything was before I fell. And now I can't seem to remember much. All I remember is that one day when I felt as if I gave up. When I first went to earth, the only time, and as I hoped, the last time.