The priestess and Uriel the archangel

Days went by, I was still in lockdown under cave's roof with Michael on my watch almost all the times, if it happens he had to go 'stretch' as he kept it. I'd fall under Raphael's company which I personally prefer to Michael's.

according to them a few of their races survived the attack and they were now hidding under the same vault underground.

It was Michael's and Raphael's responsibility to protect the survivors of their race from demons. while Lucifer and Gabriel went in search for solutions and ways to put an end to the demon resurrected.

I'm pacing around the cave impatiently, Raphael went to receive the priestesses and Uriel.

I couldn't wait to get answers about myself, to know what exactly happened to me. To know the origin of my powers.

Michael was sharpening some wood stick at the corner on my left. what I was feeling surpassed curiousness and anxiety. I kept looking at the wall anticipating when will they pop up from it. After the long wait I heard the sound of metal grinding metal like a door opening. and a couple of footsteps. Goosebumps erupted throughout my body and I didn't know why.

"Relax Earth boy, they're here"

I look at Michael, I was never comfortable with his nickname you know. it pissed me off even more and he knew that already judging by the smirk his wearing.

"first of all my name is Mark, it damn shit ain't earth boy". I spoke as a matter of fact.

He shrugged his shoulders as if what I said didn't make a difference to him. ofcourse it didn't. just as I was about to make a snide remark, the double doors flew open and in walked Raphael with a woman dressed like a witch or an enchantress, with a Cristal staff made out of materials I haven't seen before.

The edges of her eyelids were drawn with black extra long wings. dark blue eye shadows contrasted her pale white skin. pairing it with a green lipstick. she looked drop dead evil and slutty by the revealing dress she's wearing with thigh high slits showing a lot and I mean a lot of skin. her long purple hair flowed to her midriff in a loose bun. allowing her bare shoulders to be in the clear view from her sleeveless dress with a turtle neck.

This is not what I imaged the priestess to look like.

I turn to the other stranger in the room. he was in black throbe, fire in his palm, carying a book with the free one. he carrying a flaming sword on his back. ofcourse Uriel the archangel.

"Her grace, this is boy I've been telling you about" Raphael explained in a respectful utterance.

She looked at me intently, ditching the staff to float in the air, she walked closer, her long index finger traced the side of my face going lower, lower and lower to stop at my waist line. with one swift she tore the robe away leaving me bare chest. I took a step backwards away from her as she smirked at me seductively. she swayed her hips towards me and she was Infront of me again. her slender palms found my chest and they began tracing the tattoos.

her eyes instantly fluttered shut. chanting weird mantras in Latin, I stared at her panicking features, in another context this would've looked inappropriate.

hot waves shot throughout my body, and I felt like I was on fire. I felt the veins bulge on my biceps to my face. suffering, I began groaning in pain while the priestess continued with her mantras. fury overwhelmed me and I screamed in extreme anger. I was in serious pain. the priestess stopped the mantras since I was strangling her throat.

She stretched her hand and the staff flew towards her and she used it to push me in full strength. my back collides with the hard material and I dropped down with a thud. I stood up in a quick reflex she raised her palm where some magnetic waves come from it and they acted like calm palm. reducing the anger, until I was back to my normal self.

"What am I?" I asked her in a monotone.

"your a Human being" she answered calmly

I saw Raphael and the rest from my peripheral sight, digesting the answer in different actions. it's like they can't believe a human to be in their world and living.

"That's Impossible your grace" Uriel contradicted.

"He is a human being, his soul is pure and his heart is as innocent as a child, he does not have demon blood".

"but he has these strange powers and tattoos" Michael inquired

"his powers may be a gift from nature or any other source of supreme cult, as for his tattoos represent his background and carrying a very deep meaning".

"I do not have African blood!" I retorted back to correct her.

"that's not what I saw" she brushed me off in a silly manner".

"What did you see?"

"A lot of things, but what's important for now is that you're not the enemy. Uriel will teach you how to tame the beast in you and control those powers".

"I need to get back to Earth, to return this., can you take me back?" she flipped her self in a seductive move to look at amulate in my hands. she dramatically flaunts her hair. snatching the amulate with her magnetic waves to examine it.

"There's no need" she replied briskly "The cagn mantis it's where it's supposed to be" she added in a sing-song tone.

"you don't understand....!" I ask confusion bracing my thoughts.

"your the one who's not understanding boy. there wasn't any sacrifice... your came here for a purpose"

I kept rehearsing what she said, like five times or so until I got the full meaning of what she tried to say. and it rolled off my tongue subconsciously.

"purest of soul and innocent at heart" I remembered the words Dikeledi told Gorata before she stabbed me 'he is innocent' and the priestess said I was as innocent as a child with a pure soul. Death acts as a purifier to one's soul.

"I am the chosen one". the priestess released a flirty smile while the rest were dumbfounded.

screw the beyond human's understanding line this was beyond archangels's understanding.

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