Angel's Haven

Selina gazed on Reka's eyes and couldn't look at them straight until she swerved her intense gaze away and tears started falling in them, enough to make the girl fell ashamed at the first day of school. I am Reka and I will be your trainer for the whole semester and the whole painstaking (f*cking) three years of your nightmare as soldiers. And there is no going back. If you want to give up now, our doors are open for coward soldiers but out of respect, I know all of you are highly qualified and talented, chosen to complete the training and do one single task. To protect the world from all infirmities and to survive all the tests so you could win and be one of the Angel Defenders that are high ranked and well respected in the world. Good luck and may Angels be with you!

The girls are still lined up to get their school rule book and their team and section emblem that appeared like a gold AHA logo but with the name of their section just like what Lyka had engraved in her emblem is section Hapina with a smiley face, a tongue sticking out. "Ah swell! that's just an abomination on our class and great lineage, so, you're the famous daughter of Ms. Cara, hmm, beautiful but not as pretty as your old lady!, Selina cried checking out on Lyka who was beside her when Reka scolded the rebel on wearing the coat properly.

Thank you!, yes I am and my mom and I have different qualities that make us pretty. So stop messing with my hair and deal with your own issues!, Lyka replied annoyed with how Selina toyed with her hair and looked at her face then breasts down to her waist and feet. Benedicta was at the fifth row on the right and saw the commotion happening between the two girls and smiled like she has won an argument with Selina, this time, she was staring at Selina like she is telling straight to her face that now you are facing your match. And it is Lyka.

Selina who was reprimanded earlier by Reka just looked intensely angry at Reka. Reka in turn stared at her and winked. The girl moved her eyes away from the head of Revilum and felt annoyed and challenged to rise above the team and fight Reka face to face in head on battle as a full pledged soldier or defender Angels after training. "You will look at me standing tall at you while you're down after I've smacked you on the face totally defeated", Selina thought promising herself that she will finish at the top of her class, team and section and have a one on one with the leader of Revilum. One day Reka, one day!, Selina said whispering in revenge.

Selina went to her room on the second floor and saw it unbecoming of her elite class. But accepted it she needs to prove that she will run top of her class and defeat Reka at the finals as recruits of AHA Angel Defenders. Selina saw Lyka as she opened their unit door and she smiled teasingly, thinking she's so lucky that she will be sleeping in the same room same as with the head of D'EYE's daughter. Swell!, how do I get so lucky?, Selina said while walking inside the unit, shutting the door behind her and throwing her luggage and small bag with her tiny recorder with a heavy sound banging the floor. Lyka was still on her bed reading her favorite novel Power of Love by Vicky Manalo and about to check on how Maria and Leopold is about to have sex in the dining room and all.

Great!, how unlucky I am then to be your partner and your unit mate. And of all the girls out there, my mom paired me to you. That's just great mom!, Lyla shouting to the top of her lungs with disappointment. Cara gave a giggle after hearing Lyka call out her name after seeing the two met in their unit.

She was standing from across the main building where the condominium is at the left hand side, and where the chosen girls are staying.

Are you sure it is the right thing to do? Reka asked suddenly appearing at Cara's back and kissing her girlfriend on the neck. Aha! you mean Selina and Lyka being friends, yes my dear, they need to learn how to tolerate annoyance and attitude so that they would learn to be obedient and fight using their intellect and skills, to learn not to be exploited by their emotions and wrong judgement. I'm sure they'll come around!

So now, what do we do?, Reka asked kissing her girlfriend's neck and biting it. Reka's arms were already wrapped around Cara's waist who's starting to feel a bit horny. Oh, then we must do whatever we need to do to make peace with the leader of Revilum!, Cara replied facing Reka and hugging her tightly now. Hmm!, I like the sound of that, to your office then?, Reka added smiling sheepishly.

It was 1922, the opportune time of one of the most beautiful singers I have encountered during my time as Reagan. I knew singer, Louis Armstrong then and Lyka (the woman I was seeing then before she became my wife) sang with him on theaters and jazz bars. He was still a trumpeter who just do gigs of sort when he was asked to do intro or second cornet. But when Oliver tried to open his band with Louis, it was phenomenal. When he sang Chimes Blue in 1923, you couldn't hear a pin drop and how his voice rasped and smoothly choreographed his playful trumpet, was when the world of music changed. And being alive during those times was the most wonderful feeling I have ever felt that I didn't want to leave that era.

The song What a Wonderful World came in 1967, then followed with Cheek to Cheek, La vie en rose and many more. I was always delighted to watch his shows and cornet. Louis was one of my best friends that I spent my time wallowing with when Lyka passed and my son went disappearing after at the Mexican Border that was I believe was put up year 1853. Louis was a happy guy but when he asked one of the cunny police officer who wrongly arrested my wife, he almost broke his jaw, I just stopped him at the station, to fill out the papers for her body's release at a certain morgue somewhere in New York City.

I didn't really care about it since I wanted her alive and not some old cold cadaver. When I saw her the first time cold and pale, I broke into tears and my chest felt that someone gave me a heavy blow that I couldn't breathe for minutes. Louis and Winslow offered their sympathy but my mind went blank and I wanted to kill the officers who failed to give my family the justice that they needed that night. I used my money to put those police officers behind bars but they were just rehabilitated and sent to another station in the suburbs which made me hate authority until now. I abide by rules and follow the law but never broke any court or even traffic violations, but that night I wanted to rip their heads off and burn them to hell.

There were no policies or laws in the early years that protected slaves and the black community from being taken, handcuffed or tortured due to mistaken identities, domestic violence or rapes, kidnappings or slavery. When Viktoria came to my life it was a wake-up call that maybe, this time I could make a difference for people who aren't given justice, equal rights and compassion in their lives. The thing that I wasn't able to do for my own family, to protect them from bad blood authority. When I became a wolf and a woman, I used every little inch of me and my power to imprison and worse inflict pain to those who have hurt me or others, violating their rights, dignity and respect as human beings.

Those police officers who took away my family from me had their life cut out for them by yours truly. I took the cry baby cops in a secluded place and scared the hell out of their wits with my monstrous hot looks and appetite ( for starters to make them stop from crying and making a fool of themselves, I decided to give them a show and took off my clothes since I was a sexy woman, they both wanted to see more of my tits and butt. But when they were already so enticed seeing my alluring bod, I decided to take it to next level of eerie and placed a dead deer on both hands, dismantled its bones and ate its' carcass in front of them). The racist officer who raped my wife even if she's already dead cold ended up in the loony bin and the other who was just a spectator chose to make a better path, changed and decided to serve Lord to amend for his past sins. I even attended his funeral ten years ago. He was a funny guy.