BOOK I The Divine Chronicles: The Time Turner

The Divine Gem

A few days later, Michael was on duty while at Divine Communications Center when he received a secured phone call from Rhaziel.

"Wassup, homie," chuckled Rhaziel. "I'm off duty and happy to finally be myself again."

Michael smiled in response, thankful Rhaziel made it safely out of Other realm after multiple Demonic attacks and disturbances were reported against his teams. All of Michael's brethren were recently called back to Angelic realm to halt security efforts bordering Other realm and the Underworld due to the increasing violence taking place there. So, Raider's Spartan Squad was being sent there for a classified reconnaissance mission instead.

"Hey...Rhaziel!" grinned Michael. "Good to know you're back in one piece. Are you planning a little R & R with the fam, now?" 

"Uh, maybe. It depends on who wants to shack up with me this season," stated Rhaziel. "Because this Archangel is about to hibernate with a few honeys."

"Hehe...That sounds like a plan. I've been meaning to ask about that Divine child you reported who was in a hooded state a few months back," inquired Michael.

"You never followed up with my team after your boys swooped down. So, we reported it to topside instead. What about it?" asked Rhaziel.

"She's one of mine, brother. Do you wanna jump on board with my team? Because we're collaborating with Night March Squad on this. Intel confirms the Dark is involved and since you went deep cover for years as one of them..." hinted Michael.

"Well shit, niggah," chuckled Rhaziel. "I can postpone my R & R in favor of a backyard BBQ at your place instead. So, where do I sign up?" 

Michael laughed softly. "You want a BBQ, huh? Okay, you're on. How's this Saturday? You can bring a lady or two to meet my aiga, brother." 

"Huh. Should I bring one for you?" joked Rhaziel.

"Nu'uh, homie. This Archangel is happily married now with children," smiled Michael.

"No shit? Man, I missed a lot while I went dark," laughed Rhaziel.

"Yes, you did. And I'll fill you in as soon as you get to my place. We'll also have time to go over the schematics because we're gonna go wheels up the very next day," advised Michael.

"Sounds good. Where to?" asked Rhaziel.

"Syria Site 3. My old digs," joked Michael.

"Whoa. I bet you got some good memories over there. How many succubus bitches did you lay the pipe on again?" chuckled Rhaziel.

"Fuck," laughed Michael. "Six or seven, I guess? My dick was on auto-pilot. Best Dark Angelic pussy I ever killed."

The two of them chuckled amusingly before Rhaziel received another call.

"Well, I'll be there this Saturday at about noon-ish with a possible plus one, alright? I gotta bounce for now," said Rhaziel.

"See you Saturday, Rozz. 'Ia fa," replied Michael. -Okay bye-

"Fa, uce," smiled Rhaziel before the line disconnected. -Bye, bro-

Meanwhile at Site 3, Tyrus was rummaging through a decrepit looking crypt. He was currently breaking open another sarcophagus.  Stale air flew out of it as Tyrus and Taryn pushed open the heavy stone covering before it fell onto the ground with a loud echoing thud. A partially preserved male corpse was laying within, dressed in a full body of armor. Tyrus clicked his tongue in satisfaction as he retrieved a longsword beside the corpse's hip.