Babygirl

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I couldn't explain the strange feeling coarsing through my body at that very moment. It felt like I was floating or at least I felt weightless. I raised an eyebrow when I took a look at my hand seeing it was practically transparent, my entire body seemed to be transparent. What the fuck was going on I really didn't have an idea.

"Hello" I spun around at the sound of someone speaking and almost had a heart attack when I saw myself. Myself as in what looked like teenage me, no pre-teen me. I wasn't anymore than thirteen when I had those braids in my hair for way to long, damn what I was thinking.

"Hi?" I looked at me like what the fuck is happening bitch and I rolled my eyes... Okay this is really confusing.

"We're in our head. In your head. I'm the last version of you that remembers the truth so I have to show you. Ma hid it for you so you'd have a normal life but she needs to be protected. I'm sure you know something is coming, something big. This prophecy Kida, it isn't a joke and it isn't the first time you've heard it either. None of this is new to you, you've always know."

"This doesn't make any sense. What are you talking abo-"

Suddenly the scenery changed. I was in the living room back home in Trinidad. I looked like I was no more than five years old, dressed in my favourite sun dress that Ma had made me with my hair out and wild as per usual but for the life of my I couldn't rack my brain for this day.

"Andre leave meh alone!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, dashing around the couch and not a second later Andre came running from the kitchen. I fell right onto my ass when I saw that he had wings, not only did he have wings but his hands were lightning, or should I say he was holding a storm or something. His hands were swirling with clouds that were pouring with rain, little lightning bolts flashed in between. He had that stupid mischievous look on his face as he ran towards me.

"Andre if yuh burn meh ah will tie yuh up again and I not playing eh it will hurt again eh!" my five year old self warned him, tears running down my face despite the determined look in my eyes.

"Yuh not going to do nothing cause you is a big baby! Big baby!" he smiled mischievously, sticking his tongue out as he pushed his hands out and the storm went towards little me. A few of the lightning bolts struck me and I cried out.

"Andre. What did you do? What did I tell you!" Ma appeared from the kitchen shouting at Andre as I glared at him with my little angry face. The more I glared at him, the more I clenched my fist and that's when I realised the ground was shaking.

Picture frames and plant pots dropped to the floor, the glass shattering to pieces and ma look teriffied.

"B! Babe!" She shouted in a panic, she looked teriffied by my little eyes were zeroed in on Andre who's face no longer held his mischievous little smirk.

"Kida. Baby. Calm down..." my father's voice sounded from the front door and I tensed. I hadn't thought about my dad in years well not fully. I could barely remember what he looked like, but there he was, in a memory that I for the life of me could not recall. Was there other memories of him that I didn't remember?

He tried to console me, coming closer and closer with soft words but by the time he reached me it was already to late.

Branches shot through the windows shattered the glass and heading right for Andre. He screamed when they wrapped around his little frame. Red roses began growing on the roots, their sharp thorns digging into Andre's skin as it squeezed tighter and tighter.

"Kida!" my father grabbed me and that's when the roots unravelled, withering away and out of the windows. The only evidence that they were there were the shards of glass everywhere and the unconscious Andre on the floor.

Tears were streaming down my face. I almost killed my brother...

"This... This isn't real. This is Lucifer fucking with me right. Playing with my emotions" I shook my head in denial... That couldn't have happened.

"It happened Kida. We did that. Luckily Andre was just fine because of what we are..." thirteen year old me spoke and I wrapped my arms around my self staring at her completely confused.

"Angels. Kida. We're angels. That's why this is baby. Our baby is going to cause a war. An angel and a demon, a demon Prince. That amount of power. Everyone wants to have it, to control it and will do anything to get it. That's why you need to know, everything"

"Every single thing"

In that moment, it felt like the flood gates opened and everything came rushing in like a broken damn. It all played like a broken record in my head, memories, things that had happened that were apparently hidden away from me, all played out in my head.

'My Little Angels'

I never knew that that statement my dad would make was meant literally, but according to everything I'm recalling this was all true. All the stories that pa had told us, all the things he's showed. How to control our powers, the prophecy.

'Kida-Rose, my beautiful baby girl, you're a part of something big, something wonderful but also so very dangerous; but I know you're strong. I know you'll persevere and get through it all. You'll always have me and your brother and your mother and there are people that will join you along the way.'

"He's here with us, in here. He never left us in the dark he always knew. We're strong. We're fighters. We're not going to let them win. They won't even lay a finger on our baby" thirteen year old Kida nodded at me, her hand on her heard as the surroundings began to fade.

Damn right they weren't going to lay a hand on my baby, they weren't going to hurt anyone I care about over my dead body maybe.

My eyes adjusted and I saw Dehlaney and Lucifer staring at me in shock and disbelief, there was a new found feeling in my chest, my heart was racing and my adrenaline was pumping as I stared at the slight glowing hue to my brown skin.

I stood up, rolling my shoulders as I heard a flap. I knew exactly what it was I didn't have to look.

I was an angel in hell.