The Angels of Death. Prologue

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My name is Jack, surname is of no importance, and two years ago I died, I died saving a kid who was young and wandering into the road his parents were to busy talking to notice his sudden act of stupidity but instinct took over, I sprinted for the kid managing to grab him and reach him to safety but in the confusion of making sure he was all right I hadn’t noticed the car coming the other way. The car crashed into my hip, the crack of bone gave away instantly that it had broken, my body collapsed on the bonnet of the car, the side of my head impacted upon the wind screen all I remember is my vision going blurry and red before my motionless carcass was catapulted forward on to the gravel below. My last memory is of the sky, blue with mild clouds the perfect and most peaceful thing I ever saw before my eyes were thrown into darkness and my body was drained of the last life that remained. The next I knew I awoke upon a cloud floating in the sky no injuries or scars were on my pale white skin and no cut made my short blonde highlighted hair perfect it was as if I was never hit by a car. As I looked upon my surroundings it did appear as if I was floating on a cloud in the dreamlike sky I was looking at moments before my eyes lost there colour after the accident but it couldn’t be could it?

“Jack”

I spun round quickly to see where the booming voice had come from and in front of me stood a man about 6 feet tall, long blonde hair and his eyes bright blue as I gazed into them they made me feel at peace and happy. He was wearing a white and gold tunic with long white trousers, gold coloured the helms and strips of gold also ran down the sides of the legs. The next thing I noticed was a gold sword holstered to a belt around his waist it made me feel uneasy I wasn’t sure whether he was going to comfort me or kill me but I found the courage to speak.

“Who are you, where am I, I died didn’t I?”

“Yes jack you did die’ his voice was deep yet it portrayed a feeling of kindness in his words. “And we are on a cloud this was the last thing you saw before your death I thought it was only fitting this be the place I bring you after”

“So this is the afterlife. I really did die.”

“Yes you did, but all is not as dark as it seems here is where you may indeed meet your real destiny the choice you make will change your life forever,”

‘Is there a heaven? What about a hell? Is every single person who has died up here? What about…..”

“Jack,”

“Pets are they in the same place as us or is there like a animal heaven? I think…”

“Jack!” he cut me off with not a shout but a powerful calling of my name “The choice is what is important here I will answer all else when it comes to it.”

“The choice? What do you mean?”

“I am offering you the choice of rebirth or heaven”

The more the guy spoke the more I thought he was a loony or I was dreaming or both!

“Rebirth or heaven, what the hell are you talking about I wake up on a cloud face to face with a guy dressed like a Greek god and you still haven’t told me who you are!”

“Very well you cannot trust someone you do not know; perceptive I am Excalibur, High Archangel and leader of the Angels of Death”

“Oh ok yeah ok fair leader of the Angels of Death I mean that’s like normal everyday stuff right wait the Angels of Death meaning more than one?”

“That is correct we are an organisation, humans have misunderstood, there stories and tales have disrupted the true meaning of the Angel of Death and there views are certainly different to the actual truth”

“I’d say so much for that A in Religeous Studies class…but what’s this got to do with me?”

“You have been chosen to become an Angel of Death your selfish act that got you killed was enough to convince me you have what it takes and this offer isn’t given to just any soul, it is a privaledge though at the foundation I can only offer you this choice as I said this is your choice its heaven or us you can never have both”

“So your telling me if I join you I can never get to heaven…..what exactly do you guys do” his mouth formed a small grin.

“We fight that which lurks in the dark, anything unholy, anything you have heard of in myths and legends those bed time stories you were scared with as a kid all exist and it is our job to stop them to bring justice to the unrighteous before they can hurt the mortals we are there guardians it is a duty.”

“Hey we mortals are not that bad we can take care of ourselves you know,”

“you said ‘we’ not for long if you shake my hand and agree to become one of us then your mortal bounds are released and you will be thrown into a world of things that your dreams dreamed that you couldn’t even begin to think possible and dangers that rival to boot. So I propose as of now. Do you wish to join us?”  

He extended his hand it looked normal regular tanned skin, as I stood there motionless I knew what I was going to do I always knew from the moment I had laid eyes of Excalibur I reached out and our hands grasped, a white light released from his body engulfing me it slid over my skin I felt my body changing not in appearance but just the feel of it, it felt good like the feeling of accomplishment and I knew then that the day I died was the day I was really born.

Author's Note

i know my grammar is terrible and also my puntuation i am trying to improve that so i hope i get that nailed one day!