Angel

Chapter 6

"Angel, what did you see?"

The question took me by surprise. I stayed silent, as if I didn't care. As if I didn't know.

But I remembered too clearly what I saw. The silence built a feeble barrier between the painful spike of the memory and my vocal cords.

Silence. Painful, torturous, long silence.

I couldn't stand the quiet; I cracked.

"I saw death. Too much death."

More silence.

"So you have seen war," Mom sighed, rubbing her forehead tiredly, "I didn't want you to see it like this, but it seems that fate as already chosen for me. So tell me, what exactly did you see?"

And so I spoke, like a puppet on a string. Outside, I stood solid; inside, I was bleeding, screaming.

Mom sighed, like she was bleeding too.

"Angel, it seems that I have some explaining to do."

Thank you Captain Obvious ...

"Do you know Pangaea? Pangaea was the start of everything. She was so powerful, she could create life. And so she did. Pangaea created life from her own hands." Mom spoke wistfully. She sighed and continued, almost painfully: "Pangaea was the 'founder of life', so, being the goddess of death, we were naturally meant to be enemies.

"Before the humans, there was no war. The animals of the world killed each other, of course, but there was no war. Then Pangaea created humans. She loved them so; 'her little toys' as she would call them. She designed their brains intricately. Even though they were smaller than the beasts and dangers, they were wired to dominate. There was an obvious mistake, though; this hunger for power had no counter-feeling to counteract the need for dominance. But Pangaea loved them so and was blind. She shielded her eyes from their flaws and placed them on her precious land, incomplete.

"Not long after they were created, humans ruled over everything. Pangaea was overjoyed, of course. Humans were soon ruling the entire world, but they wanted more. They wanted more wealth, more land, more power, more everything. So they turned on their neighbors and friends. The invaded foreign lands in search of more, and slaughtered whom ever they needed to to get what they wanted. And that was the origin of war.

"Pangaea was horrified. I, personally, tried talking to her. I told her that she could sacrifice some of her great power to destroy the humans. She refused. Somewhere in her mind, something clicked into the wrong position." Mom chuckled bitterly. "'How dare you suggest this to me? You obviously want me to kill the humans because your the goddess of death! You're the one making them kill each other, aren't you? How dare you!' That was what she said to me. That was the last time she ever spoke to me. She went insane and declared me her eternal enemy.

"So today, when you saw war yourself, you raised the dead you know. You simply opened the Door of Death and raised the dead souls."

After all that's happened today, and a lot has happened, that took the prize for 'Ultimate Insane'. I'm not that powerful am I?

Mom chuckled again, but there was no laughter in her voice. "I know what you're thinking. 'But I'm not powerful enough!' You're wrong, Angel. I cannot raise the dead myself without basically leeching all my power. Only one person I know has enough power to do what you did without destroying themselves. The 'founder of life' herself, Pangaea."

Mom was silent. Then she spoke, bitterly, hatefully, "It seems my eternal enemy controlled my own daughter to do her bidding. She believed her priceless humans should never die, you know. Then they would have become gods, but they would have been too weak, too selfish to handle all that power. Our world, their world; it all would have crumbled."

There was an long silence. I was thiknking.

Why me?