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 Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 8:51 pm
I'm accepting no comments on this story. . History .It was fortold that an offspring of the Great Angels Aerden and Kressara would bring peace to the long war between the Angels and the Demons. The Prochecy stated that the child would marry a Demon offspring from the Great Demons Cos and Helenia. That this would settle the war and bring peace between the heavens and the hells.
Cos and Helenia were first to birth an offspring of the Prophcey. Helenia died during child birth, giving her last breath to a Demon boy. Cos named his new born son Caleb, after Helenia's long passed father. As years passed on, Cos and the Demons had no choice but to wait for the next offspring of the Prophecy.
The battle waged on, and more years had passed. Now with Caleb at the age of four, Aerdan and Kressara finally gave birth to a daughter. The last child of the Prophecy. The Great Angels named her Veseere, after their Goddess of Snow. On the night of the birth, rebellious Demons had snuck into the heavens and stolen the child. They did not want the war to stop, and the only way to prevent peace was to kill both of the Prochecy children.
With Veseere in the hands of evil, the heavens and hells would rage on war...soon to reach the human world. Cos, just happening to be in the right place at the right time, had saved Veseere from the rebellious Demons. They died that moment at the Great Demon's hands. Quickly, he returned the child to the heavens.
Devestated by the kidnapping Aerdan and Krassara formed a plan with Cos. The three of them decided that it was not safe for Veseere until she was older. They knew it was too late to save Caleb from the destruction. So it was decided that Caleb stay in the hells with his father, and Veseere be sent to the human world to lead a normal life.
Aerdan himself took his daughter to the human world later that night. It took a few hours before he found a suitable place to leave his beloved dauhgter. With little but no time, one would think that an Orphanage was a suitable place for something unexpected and at the last minute.
With a crystal necklace and a kiss on the forhead, Aerdan said his farewells to Veseere. There was not knowing when would be the next time he would be able to see her. So, before he turned to leave, he plucked a feather from the set of white wings on his back. Setting it beside her, he knocked on the door. Before anyone could answer, he vanished. And there lay a baby with the brightest blue eyes anyone has seen, and with the blackest hair imaginable.
With no one knowing Veseere's true name, the caretaker had renamed her Abigail. She was soon adopted by a loving family called the Johnson's. They had always wanted a little girl, but were unfortunate to have one of their own. From then on, after being adopted, she was known as Abigail Johnson.
After the supposed disappearance of Veseere, Great Angel Aerdan and Great Demon Cos appointed new generals to head of their militia. General Dask took position in the heavens and General Elik commanded the hells. Cos took great care in shielding his son from the evil, as he wanted the Prophecy to be fullfilled.. 18 Years Later .With no clue of where she came from, Abigail had lead the normal childhood that would be expected from a human. Despite a few strange events when she was younger, she grew up just fine. Because of living on earth, she had not sprouted her wings just yet. Prophets have said that after her eighteenth birthday, she be brought back to the heavens where she could grow her wings and fullfill the Prophecy.
About to graduate from highschool, Abigail feels as though there is something more to her life. When she was younger she was told that she was adopted, and that didn't at all phase through her until her teen years. Nevertheless, she was greatful for having wonderful parents such as the Johnsons.
After discussing it with Aerdan, Cos had sent Caleb to earth in order to persuae Abigail to come back with him. It is Caleb's job, or more like duty, to get Abigail to fall in love with him and convince her to marry him. In order for the for the plan to work, he faked his age and enrolled himself into Abigail's highschool.
Bumping into him once before school had started, Abigail felt almost drawn to Caleb. She felt as though he was something more than what he seemed. Already with a boyfriend, Abigail doesn't know what to do.
Who will she choose? Or better yet, would she give up everything she knew for a life that was meant to be?
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 9:13 pm
Abigail rolled over in her sleep and hit the snooze alarm on her clock. Time was telling her to wake up, but her body wanted to keep sleeping. Normally she was up by dawn, but today was different. Today felt strange to her, and she didn't know what to do but listen to her body. She entered the dream world again, but this time it was different. Everything felt so real to her.
"Come." Urged a warm and gentle voice.
Abigail could feel herself being drawn to the voice. She started walking down a small path through a flower garden. Soon reaching great golden doors to a castle. She could feel the pull getting stronger. Like someone was guiding her to a mysterious place. She stood there, nibbling on her bottom lip, not sure whether she should open the doors or turn back around.
"Come." Urged the gentle voice again.
Hearing the voice again, she noticed that a light fog was beginning to form at her feet. When she looked back up the doors slowly swung open, allowing passage inside. Abigail hesitated, not sure if she should continue further. Hearinf voices and following a stranger pull was not normally. Then again, she had forgotten that she was still dreaming.
The girl stepped inside, a small breeze sweaping past her. The ends of her long black hair dancing with the wind. A slight shiver went down her spine. Though it felt as real as reality, she was glad that it was just a dream. She couldn't have imagine hearing a voice and actually following the strange pull. Though, all this felt familiar to her. Like she knew the one who was calling her, walking the path in the garden, and the great golden doors. She felt like she was there before, but she knew that it was jsut a dream. Abigail continued to allow the pull to guide her to where ever it was that she was going.
The doors had closed behing her, ensuring safety and privacy to the insides of the castle. She followed the voice that seemed to become closer and more comforting.
"Come child, sit with me." Said the warm and gentle voice that seemed to be surrounding Abigail.
Abigail looked around, looking for a place to sit, but only finding herself engulfed in darkness. When her eyes landed infront of her, or what she had thought was infront of her, candles ate away at the darkness. The light had revealed two great thrones that seems to be made from silver and encrusted with gold designs. Abigail couldn't help but stare in aw at the magnificent thrones before her.
"Sit my dear." Said the warm voice again as a young woman silently walked up next to Abigail.
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 9:30 pm
Abigail slightly jumped from the sudden appearance of the young woman. She stood there, her awed gaze moving towards the wings on the woman's back. An angel? She thought, not daring to ask out loud. She knew that she would have sounded stupid.
"Yes dear, I'm an angel." The woman said softly with a smile before sitting. "Come sit and we can talk."
Abigail hesitantly moved towards the enormous throne. Her hands were slightly trembling as she sat down. She wasn't sure how to take in this realistic dream.
"H-how did...you know," She stuttered before getting cut off.
"Dear child, there is much that I know. More so, there is much that I must tell you." She replied, her gentle smile making Abigail feel warm on the inside.
"To tell me?" Abigail asked, a confused expression sweaping over her face. She wasn't sure where this dream was taking her, but she knew that she needed to wake up soon for school.
The angel nodded slowly before taking Abigail's hands in her own. "Child, there is much for you to understand. Though this may seem like a dream, it is merely a messege for you to follow." She said softly before pausing. Her eyes lowered from the girl's face to the crystal around her neck. The small smile grew.
"This crystal will guide you on your journey." The angel had added.
"Journey? I think your mistaken, this is only a dream...right? The only journey waiting for me is going to school when I wake up from." Abigail replied, a bit skeptic about what the young woman was saying to her.
The angel shook her head as the smile faded away. "No dear child, your destiny is much greater than the life you live on earth. You are a child of the prophecy, you are destined to end a great war."
"Prophecy? War? Destiny? This is just a dream. A crazy dream from some movie on HBO." Abigail replied, pulling her hands away from the angel's. "I have to wake up, I have school. This is just a dream." She added, standing up.
"Veseere, please listen to me." The angel pleaded.
Abigail looked down at the angel with a quizzical look. That name, it sounded familiar. She couldn't quite put her finger on it, but that name had triggered something in Abigail's mind. "What did you call me?" She asked, not sure what it was about the name that fascinated her.
"Veseere, the name of my daughter. A child of prophecy. Destined to end the great war between the Angels and Demons." The angel replied.
Abigail pushed the strange feeling of the name to the back of her mind. She slightly tilted her head and gave a gentle smile to the angel. "I'm sorry, but I think you have me confused for someone else. This is only a dream. A crazed, whacked out dream. And any moment I'm going to wake up and I'm going to go to school." Abigail replied calmly. She was sure that this was only a dream and that she would wake up at any moment and resume the realm of reality.
"Veseere, he's searching for you and when he comes, you must go with him. It's your destiny to be with him and end the war." The angel said quickly as she watched the girl start to fade away. She knew that Abigail was smart and knew how to wake herself up.
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