The fallen part 1

I hit the ground with such force that I was made unconscious instantly, I was driven to the closest hospital in a ambulance, and had shattered the left side of my hip as well as broken most of my ribs and busted open my skull. By all means I should have been dead, yet some outside force decided it was not my time. I was required to sit in the bead strapped head to toe to a table while my body healed. My attending nurse’s name was Melony She was Japanese had four kids and an abusive husband, even if I couldn’t hear the thoughts of people around me, She spent most of her time around me telling me about herself and her family. She was very motherly. My jaw was wired shut, I could wiggle my toes and answer with random grunts or sighs’ I drank a lot of juice and protein shakes, all of these experiences were new to me. Before I would never eat or sleep. Yet here that’s all there was to do, that or stare at the ceiling, occasionally they would give me glasses to watch tv and I could use my 5000 years of previous life experience to read lips on the Spanish soaps. It was at least a month before I could speak again, and another week after that before I could start rehabilitation. They had police coming in asking if I had tried to kill myself. I decided not to answer, the truth would only confuse them, and a lie would only hurt my case. After about 2 days of being handcuffed to my bed and being questioned by police, a strange man came to visit. He revealed papers that made the police stop asking questions and go away. He sat down next to my bed and twisted a rosary around my wrist and told me my brother worry not for you have done nothing wrong, I am saddened to see you broken and so scared. Please know your purpose for the lord is not over it has just taken to a new chapter.

                He continued to explain how I was made to be more human to relate better to the people, he cracked a joke saying how the lord worked in mysterious ways, he also said there are many others like me, I looked at him with my jaw stiff but I did my best to ask if he was like me, he stopped and paused for a moment and then smiled and said no, but he was flattered that I might think so. He explained how our identities were meant to be kept secret so certain people were sworn to secrecy but given jobs like his, to keep the overall population oblivious to the fact that angels were walking among them. He even explained how the world was becoming darker, the army of Satan had become more difficult to fight on so many fields and as a result we had to adapt to meet them and ensure that humanity is kept safe, by me being like a human, humans can better see the light of God.

Mark we want you to join THE FALLEN

I stared at him with a quizzical look; I gestured at my body and asked just how do you expect me to do that?

He reached into his bag, and looked behind him to make sure nobody was watching. And pulled out what looked like a feather, only it was not a feather, it was a miracle it glowed with holy light. He placed it on my chest, and instantaneously I was healed my bones were no longer broken, my muscles    no longer atrophied I sat up and, the man in front of my laughed heartedly, shouting it worked! O was thankful to being abled bodied, but I had just realized I did not know this kindly man’s name. So I apologized and asked him. What is your name? Well ma boy my name is father Trevor. Quickly please we must move. As we left the room the doctors stared awkwardly they were amazed with the fact I was walking, I could hear their thoughts of bewilderment, some of them even though father Trevor might be some kind of miracle surgeon, if only they knew. How their lives might change. Father Trevor guided me to an old ford 2, when you have lived for thousands of years you pick up a few hobbies even an angel has hobbies, one of mine was the automobile through the ages, another one was plays buts that’s for another time. I admired how well he had taken care of the old vehicle. When he turned the key it almost sounded like new. It was all o odd I had been in cars before but only on business and never for very long, always at the right place at the right time. I had never before been able to enjoy something as simple as a car ride. We arrived at a old church surrounded by what seemed to be homeless people, however as we drew near I could not hear any thoughts coming from them, they just stared not saying anything. Father Trevor used a set of strange keys they were blue and circular shaped, completely different from a normal key, they almost looked like a cog but with movable parts on it, as he pushed it in he seemed to move it, my photographic memory, memorized every detail, rights 22 degrees, left 47 double turn left again then a quadruple turn left topping on a symbol that looked like a g clef. He looked at me and said well that will do it. As soon as he had finished with the dial I had looked back to check on the strange homeless people, they were staring at us. Not going anywhere just staring. I turned back to ask Trevor but he had disappeared, I said Trevor where are you? And sure enough I heard a muffled, through here!

                I thought no….He couldn’t be. The wall of the door had become a walk through it looked like it was still there but you could go right through it, as I passed through, on the other side was Trevor in a long hallway, he beckoned for me to follow until we came upon some golden doors. He went to press in a key code when I asked, what was with those homeless men outside? He answered with a simple they are just homeless they think this is a shelter so they stick around until they discover we are not offering any rooms. He went again to turn the knob but he paused and asked why, I would think somebody like you would be used to seeing the homeless in need of places to stay, why would they draw your attention? Well because normally I can hear people’s thoughts freely, but with them I heard nothing at all, they just were watching us with no thought at all. His eyes grew wide, Oh no Oh no Oh no he said. Jut at that moment there was a loud crash as about 10 transients busted through the entryway the ones that had busted through had broken their arm, but did not show any notice to it. They began charging at us. Trevor cowered into a ball clutching his rosary shouting the demons have found us.

What do we do I asked. He looked at me with the mot puzzled look. Get rid of them! He said.

The first one to reach me was a African American man he seemed to have herpes that had taken over his face, his face was into a snarled look while his eyes had rolled into the back of hi head he came swinging at me. When you have lived for thousands of years you have the opportunity to witness every depravity mankind is capable of, and when you have seen enough of it you begin to make mental lists of the best you meet, again with the angel boredom you find ways to entertain yourself. So after my first 300 I decided even if I will never ever harm another human being I could at least learn it this dance that these people seem so fond of, I did not want to hurt the people that had become possessed, o as he swung I ducked, twirling while pivoting on my foot putting my hand up under his arms lifting him up, over my head he made a drunken wail as if startled. Trevor shouted you have to knock them out so we can perform an exorcism inside. I lifted the man and threw him head long into the rest of them. I followed up with a flurry of punches to their temple knocking them out instantaneously. I tied their arms together in a chain and lifted them all to together over my shoulder, turns out as a more human angel I was pretty strong, able to lift and drag most of 10 people, with quite a lot of ease, Trevor was clapping while laughing saying how incredible I was, I asked if it was necessary for me to hit them. Well you saw them they were going to kill us, while it is not ok for us to kill them we have to protect this sanctuary  and all of the secrets, one by one he put blind folds over them, then pulled out a walkie talkie and asked for assistance to whoever was inside, out came a plethora of people in robes came bustling out of the doors we were previously about to enter, one by one they each picked up one of the transients and Trevor told them they each needed an exorcism. The cloaked figures simply nodded, as they walked by me the second time I could see their faces were shrouded and each of them seemed to be staring me right in the face as they walked by with a man or two draped over their shoulder. Together Trevor and I walked through the large double doors behind the cloaked figures, into a massive cathedral, and I mean massive like way bigger on the inside than on the outside. Trever put his hand on my shoulder and aid quite confidently, welcome to The Fallen.