The Sacred Chronicles Book 1: Ghost 7

Chapter Seven

"So what's the big secret?" Hunter said when we were all in the living room. Captain was the only one not there.

"What makes you think it's a secret?" Letta asked defensively.

"Well, we did lock all the doors and windows and you made sure we're alone plus the fact that two archangels just possessed our best fighters and talked in Old English. It's a secret, all right." Chris said in a calm skeptical tone.

Letta just looked down and began speaking,

"Michael and Gabriel are my trainees. I personally turned them from Heaven's biggest misfits into the best. I am Prince Lettalinda."

"But you're a girl..." Hunter said.

She looked at him and the yellow flecks in her brown eyes began to spin until she had a thin ring of gold in her eyes. Golden armor collected on her body. It was flat and featureless and the only distinct thing was the chest plate’s cups for her big boobs. She grabbed Hunter's neck and tossed him at the wall.

He crashed through and kept going. We heard each wall break as his body went through them.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Then we heard the wind from outside as if a window was open.

"Whoa..." I mumbled.

"Anyone else have a problem with my status?"

Nobody said a single word until we heard the flapping of wings and Hunter float through the hole and sit in a chair. No smart remark. No glare of any kind. He just sat there and waited.

Letta's armor glowed and disappeared and she kept talking.

"I'm a Prince, the seventh ranking of Heaven. Michael and the other six archangels were all killed in 2012 preventing Satan from rising to start this war then. But sadly their sacrifice wasn't enough to subdue him for longer than 289 years. Now that he's back I thought I'd have to train a new batch of angel to replace Michael and Gabriel. But now they have returned, through you two."

She gestured to Hunter and me.

"I have never seen human hosts with those eyes. Those eyes mark the next greatest Powers, the elite guardians of Heaven. Rarely have there been human Powers. Rarely has there been human host strong enough to foster Michael and Gabriel for a second let alone for as long as you did. Because of this... I fear My Lord has done something he should not under any circumstances. I believe he has taken two of his most powerful Seraphim and cast them down as humans to wait for Satan's return and to destroy him."

I had no idea what a Seraphim was, but Hunter seemed completely shocked. His feathers were on end and his mouth and eyes were as open as they could get.

"Us? As Fallen Seraphims? Letta I think you've taken one too many hits to the head."

Letta's golden rings were back in her eyes and Hunter visibly shrank in his chair.

“I do not consult with The Lord like kids in high school! There are direct channels to go through. People to talk to, prayers to make, calls to make, and time to wait. You don't just simply ask for a private audience with-"

A bright white light flared making everyone flinch and cover their eyes. Shining white armor stood in front of us and the person inside was no more than a figure of bright light.

"My Lord!" Letta gasped and hit her knees so fast that it was dizzying.

We slowly followed her example as the circuits in our brains zapped the fact that God was standing in our living room.