I was standing in the bakery, holding Jamira's hand, then I felt a hot breeze against my skin. I closed my eyes for one second. When I opened them, I saw rock. I felt sick to my stomach. As I tried to gain my balance, I fell to my knees, holding my stomach. It felt as if my guts were being pushed up my throat.
“I feel like I might throw up…” I let go of Jamira’s hand. I slowly got to my feet, then looked around. There was a red sky, with a black sun, with a golden ring around it. It was like an eclipse. There were black rocks surrounding the whole area as far as I could see. I was standing at the top of what looked like a castle. The castle was made with obsidian. There was a pretty shine to it. Unlike my hair, the rock shined with a tint of gray spots all over it. The doors, a red tint of obsidian. From what I could see, we were standing in the yard of the castle. There were different kind
“Layla?” The woman stood from her seat fast. She ran up to me, and looked me over. “Lucifer! It’s Layla! The woman jumped up and down, her breast bouncing so hard, they looked like they were going to come out of the fabric. She hugged me tightly, making me feel like I was in between closing walls. “I... can’t… breath…” I got out a few words before she squeezed all the air out of my lungs. “Breath?” The lady asked, like it was a weird statement. She looked at Jamira. “This is my daughter Layla, right?” Jamira looked seriously, and said yes. Lucifer got up from his seat, and walked to the woman. “Lilith, she’s been in the
Theodore came up with a schedule for my training. Jamira was to work in the morning at my bakery while Theodore taught me how to use my angel powers. I got a few hours to eat, and run errands that I needed to do once the afternoon hit. When it was evening, Jamira taught me my demon powers while Theodore worked. I would train till dinner. Once dinner hits, I’d close the store, eat dinner, clean myself, then go to bed. Jamira made her a spot in the attic on my side of the room. Theodore took some of the profits from the bakery to save up for a bigger place. Jamira would teleport me back to my cottage that burned down to train. I still owned the land, even though my family is dead. At first, it was hard to focus without thinking about what happen. As time passed, it got easier. Theodore did the same, thought instead of teleporting there, we flew. He said one day I would fl
10 years have passed. The year 890 b.c. Deveen turned out to be really smart on top of his cuteness. With Theodore baking in the morning before we trained, and Jamira keeping orders done, all Deveen had to do was greet customers and run the register. Not many people read and write so the signs had a picture with the name of the place. On the commoner side of the capital I got picture orders, having to guess what the customer wanted, but here on the rich side, people can read and write. We had a drop box where people could place an order. It was Jamira's idea. She said me delivering orders by teleporting could help me focus more, and practice not being seen. We also trained on stacks of hay at the field. My goal was to burn the hay without burning what's around it. We started off with a pile, and it got smaller and smaller till it was a strand of hay. Theodore had me practice not using my fire, but instead a ball of light that burned t
As we rode into Trasion, I thought about how great things were going for me. I met my biological parents. I made 3 friends, and I learned how to use my powers. It had been 24 years since my family died. It was a crazy jornay, but I have a bakery, and soon a winery too. My mother and father would be proud if they were still alive. The thought of visiting them in heaven never left my mind, but Theodore still would not show me how to get to heaven. Jamira said if she knew how, she’d tell me, but heaven was not her domain. We enter Trasion easily. There was no fee to enter or live there other than you had to be a winemaker. My father was known well for his wine. Even though it was a small shop, dad’s wine was rare and delicious. He was offered his own factory many times, but he knew if he started a factory, he wouldn’t have time for his family. I told the duke of the town that I was his g
When I opened my eyes, I saw my family cottage. The 500 ackards of grapes and strawberries. The cottage I stayed in growing up, with my brother and sister helping me, and taking care of me… The bakery that we would work in with mother and father. I fell to my knees at the sight. “This can’t be real?!” Ezekiel looked at the cottage, but acted as he did not see what I did. “Only God can see what your heart truly desires.” I looked up at him, realizing that what I saw was just an illusion. I stood up, and took a deep breath. “What is it you see Ezekiel?” I was curious what an angel desired. He laughed. It was like my question was stupid. “I see what all angels see, and demons for that matter….
After my meeting with God, I decided to put the factory on hold. Instead we went to the housing part of town, and looked for a house. We wanted a 4 bedroom house, so that we would have a spare room if we made any new friends. It wasn’t hard to find one, because most of the houses here were big. Most factory workers have to bring their whole family with them. I’ve been told if they work for the right farmer, they get paid very well. I found a house that was very beautiful. It had a little flower bed in front of the house, going along the sides of the walkway leading to the house. Behind it was the farm lands. It was not 500 acres like my fathers, but it was still pretty big. This house had 250 acres. It was planty for a starter winery. We paid twice as much for this place, then we did for our house with the attic bedroom. We looked inside. There were two rooms up the stairs, and two do
My eyes open to the view of my bedroom. My head was throbbing with a pain I’ve never felt before. My body felt weak and cold. I looked down and saw my cover was pulled over me, as if someone had put me in my bed. What happened? I thought back to what I was doing. I remembered I came down stairs when I realized Theodore and Jamira had left… I made myself some breakfast, and… I think someone came into the house. That’s right, because I heard the door open. My thoughts on what happened next were fuzzy. I know I got up from the table to go look, but I don’t remember if someone was here. Was I so exhausted from last night that I went back to bed? Was someone even here? I looked over at the window in my room. The sun was high in the sky. I wasn’t sure what happened, but I did know I was supposed to be meeting Theodore and Jamira soon in town. I looked towards the door. If someone was here, I woul
Jamira and Theodore took the carriage and alsie to get the supplies. I did not want to walk to the square. I was already late. The sun was going down from it’s high peak in the sky. I could teleport there if it was not crowded, but I was not sure. I definitely could not fly. Too many people would see me. I took my chances by teleporting into the square. I closed my eyes, and imagined where I was trying to go. I took a deep breath. The smell of flowers, sound of wind, and birds faded away. The smell of bread, wine, and the sound of people rushing around took its place. I loved the sound of nature. This wine town though, took every beautiful thing, and turned it into work. People looked tired as they rushed from stores, and buildings. I understood it was hard to run a factory, but an honor. Most people work themselves to death. People saw this job as a blessing, because they worked for Queen Cecilia. She honored these families, because they kept t