I just started my reflection when the High Angel Jeremiah appeared before me.
"You seem troubled my friend"
"Things are not as they once were" I answered.
"They rarely are. What is the true issue"
"I don't think I can return to as before."
"No one expects you to"
"I mean after being blessed with this mission how can I go back to taking life?"
"Dear friend, you have served gloriously in both capacities. You are more than a good soldier and that is why you were chosen for your current task. Do not worry about when the current dark days are over. Trust me that you will find your reward."
"I do not ask for reward"
"I know. That is why you deserve it."
Sunday, October 13, 2013
Saturday, September 28, 2013
Excerpt 4
After thousands of years of continuous activity it was suggested that I use the down time for reflection and to find new perspective. I met a nature angel named Nous who provided me with several good isolated locations where I could be alone in my thoughts. He thought it would be ironic if I started by quest on Earth west of Chile at location renamed Robinson Crusoe Island. The humor was initially lost on me but after a little research it did raise a rare smile.
I arrived on the north coast of the island and gazed upon the vastness of the Pacific Ocean. It was at an elevated spot where I could look down to an inlet that had large rocks at the edge before the big blue stretched to the horizon. A patch of grass seemed inviting as I sat down and folded my legs. My eyes fixed on the rocks as waves washed over them as my mind drifted to the past.
To journey forward you have to know where you have been. Just as the sword is forged in fire we are shaped by the challenging times. The top of that list for me would be how hectic it was during times of war.
One that comes to mind was a battle on the mainland of America the century before last. The site was the area surrounding Gettysburg, Pennsylvania where 7863 life forces were collected over a three day period. It was such a task that I had the assistance of four others: Ityu, Nex, Ter and Zu.
As the mortally wounded fell one of the five of us were given the coordinates to transport to the spot. At one point I was given the coordinates of two next to each other. One in a blue uniform and the other wearing gray. They each struck a killing blow to their foe. The soldier in gray had twice thrust his blade into the stomach of the Union soldier. The last action of the blue was to push his blade into the throat of the gray. Their last moments were looking into the eyes of each other.
Who they were made no difference to me and I did not discriminate. I collected the life force from the Union soldier as his soul form was greeted by a transport angel. Then I gathered the life force from the Confederate soldier and his soul form was greeted by a different transport angel. There was a moment of confusion as the souls looked at each other. The hated was gone. The transport angels took each by the hand and they all took a couple steps before dissolving from sight.
Moments later I was next to a Union soldier who was downed by a shot through the heart at an elevated spot. As I knelt I glanced down the hill and could see Ityu, Nex and Zu all next to soldiers in blue while Ter was a bit further off next to a gray clad soldier. I could see the soul form of each and the corresponding transport angel. Yet at other locations throughout the battlefield I spotted a half dozen other souls that were still by their fallen bodies while the transport angels tried to coax them away. The transition didn't always go smoothly.
For three days the five of us continued to collect from the blues and grays alike. After every hundred or so we would rotate taking turns returning to Control to deposit the life forces before returning as quickly as possible. This was a routine we all had done many times before and repeated many times since.
I arrived on the north coast of the island and gazed upon the vastness of the Pacific Ocean. It was at an elevated spot where I could look down to an inlet that had large rocks at the edge before the big blue stretched to the horizon. A patch of grass seemed inviting as I sat down and folded my legs. My eyes fixed on the rocks as waves washed over them as my mind drifted to the past.
To journey forward you have to know where you have been. Just as the sword is forged in fire we are shaped by the challenging times. The top of that list for me would be how hectic it was during times of war.
One that comes to mind was a battle on the mainland of America the century before last. The site was the area surrounding Gettysburg, Pennsylvania where 7863 life forces were collected over a three day period. It was such a task that I had the assistance of four others: Ityu, Nex, Ter and Zu.
As the mortally wounded fell one of the five of us were given the coordinates to transport to the spot. At one point I was given the coordinates of two next to each other. One in a blue uniform and the other wearing gray. They each struck a killing blow to their foe. The soldier in gray had twice thrust his blade into the stomach of the Union soldier. The last action of the blue was to push his blade into the throat of the gray. Their last moments were looking into the eyes of each other.
Who they were made no difference to me and I did not discriminate. I collected the life force from the Union soldier as his soul form was greeted by a transport angel. Then I gathered the life force from the Confederate soldier and his soul form was greeted by a different transport angel. There was a moment of confusion as the souls looked at each other. The hated was gone. The transport angels took each by the hand and they all took a couple steps before dissolving from sight.
Moments later I was next to a Union soldier who was downed by a shot through the heart at an elevated spot. As I knelt I glanced down the hill and could see Ityu, Nex and Zu all next to soldiers in blue while Ter was a bit further off next to a gray clad soldier. I could see the soul form of each and the corresponding transport angel. Yet at other locations throughout the battlefield I spotted a half dozen other souls that were still by their fallen bodies while the transport angels tried to coax them away. The transition didn't always go smoothly.
For three days the five of us continued to collect from the blues and grays alike. After every hundred or so we would rotate taking turns returning to Control to deposit the life forces before returning as quickly as possible. This was a routine we all had done many times before and repeated many times since.
Sunday, July 14, 2013
Excerpt 3
I arrived at the coordinates and immediately saw the body of a male on the path a few feet ahead. It was a secluded trail outside of Vancouver at 6:33am. Trevor Kingston had suffered a heart attack at only 54 while getting in an early morning run. The unsettling part is that he was felled one day ahead of schedule.
That meant that Gov was starting to expand his capacity and killing abilities. This was his 43rd victim. The variables were now expanding to both a shorter time between kills and the kill being more time ahead of schedule. It also meant that he was able to collect more life force. All of those were troubling thoughts. All to be dealt with later.
I saw Deliah approach with the soul form of Kingston she found wandering among the trees. Deliah is one of the transport angels who would normally assist in taking the soul to the next level. She was one of the few that I worked with in this new process. Deliah is the one assigned to Earth.
She was beautiful with long, raven colored hair. A smile always beamed as she offered a comforting nature that put the soul at ease. Her long flowing white robe was a contrast to my black suit. It was the 21st time we had worked together.
Deliah walked hand-in-hand with the soul form of Kingston. He had a confused look as he noticed his body on the path for the first time.
"Do not worry" Deliah said soothingly.
I extended my right hand which the soul took with his free hand. Together Deliah and I helped guide him back into his body.
"Make the most of your new time" I whispered.
Once they were merged the life force flowed from me back into Kingston. As it flowed I saw glimpses of his future that he would enjoy with his new time. The birth of a grandson to his oldest son Douglas. Walking his daughter Kim down the aisle at her wedding. The birth of a grand daughter to Kim and her husband. A trip to Italy with his wife Lindsay.
I could also see other time lines that were changed. The biggest impact involved his youngest son Cory who spiraled into drug and alcohol use after his father's death. Months later he was driving impaired and had a head on collision that killed himself and a family of six. The change in the time line spared all seven.
Command instructed me to give him an extra five years and twenty seven days. It was more than some and less than others. I don't know how they came up with the numbers but weighing positive impact was a factor. I know that his son Cory will be able to cope with his death much better in the future.
Kingston exhales the first breath of his new life. He starts to stir as the blood flows and his heart is healed. As he opens his eyes Deliah and I nod at each other and go our separate ways. I know it won't be the last time we'll be working together.
That meant that Gov was starting to expand his capacity and killing abilities. This was his 43rd victim. The variables were now expanding to both a shorter time between kills and the kill being more time ahead of schedule. It also meant that he was able to collect more life force. All of those were troubling thoughts. All to be dealt with later.
I saw Deliah approach with the soul form of Kingston she found wandering among the trees. Deliah is one of the transport angels who would normally assist in taking the soul to the next level. She was one of the few that I worked with in this new process. Deliah is the one assigned to Earth.
She was beautiful with long, raven colored hair. A smile always beamed as she offered a comforting nature that put the soul at ease. Her long flowing white robe was a contrast to my black suit. It was the 21st time we had worked together.
Deliah walked hand-in-hand with the soul form of Kingston. He had a confused look as he noticed his body on the path for the first time.
"Do not worry" Deliah said soothingly.
I extended my right hand which the soul took with his free hand. Together Deliah and I helped guide him back into his body.
"Make the most of your new time" I whispered.
Once they were merged the life force flowed from me back into Kingston. As it flowed I saw glimpses of his future that he would enjoy with his new time. The birth of a grandson to his oldest son Douglas. Walking his daughter Kim down the aisle at her wedding. The birth of a grand daughter to Kim and her husband. A trip to Italy with his wife Lindsay.
I could also see other time lines that were changed. The biggest impact involved his youngest son Cory who spiraled into drug and alcohol use after his father's death. Months later he was driving impaired and had a head on collision that killed himself and a family of six. The change in the time line spared all seven.
Command instructed me to give him an extra five years and twenty seven days. It was more than some and less than others. I don't know how they came up with the numbers but weighing positive impact was a factor. I know that his son Cory will be able to cope with his death much better in the future.
Kingston exhales the first breath of his new life. He starts to stir as the blood flows and his heart is healed. As he opens his eyes Deliah and I nod at each other and go our separate ways. I know it won't be the last time we'll be working together.
Sunday, June 23, 2013
Excerpt 2
There was concern for how Gov was able to pick his victims. The only way to know when some one was due for there time to be up was to access Command. Was there another traitor among us?
An investigation was launched into all angels that had ever been in Command. Several angels rotate at each shift. The shifts are not long to ensure they maintain a prime level of alertness. One by one every angel was interviewed and their memories were probed.
A shocking discovery was made during the interview of an angel named Doran. As his memory was probed it was apparent that there was a residual memory present that wasn't his. Once that memory was recovered the truth behind the crime was revealed.
A shadow minion had transported into our domain and an instant later had merged with Doran. It happened in the blink of an eye before security could even lock on to track it. The move was a bold one.
The shadow minions tend to lurk in the shadows as their name suggests and when they wander into the light are grayish wisps. They are mostly harmless except for the fact they can merge with a host like a parasite. Once inside they could lie dormant for long periods and had the ability to possess or control the hosts actions for short periods.
The residual memory showed the shadow minion merged with Doran as he waited outside Command to enter for his shift. Once inside Command it waited for its moment and then took possession of Doran and had him access the eternal memory stream for the records of Earth and a few other target rich planets. The information was converted to an energy pulse which the shadow minion could handle although with some difficulty. At the end of his shift Doran exited Command and the shadow minion soon ended their union and disappeared in an instant.
The revelation was the first known breach in such a matter and led to increased security protocols. Now all angels are scanned in a holding area as they enter and leave Command. There threshold for the security sensors were fine tuned to pick up an intruder in an instant no matter what form they took. Even higher beings can learn from their mistakes.
Yet outside of our domain there are some limitations on our powers. Free will does hinder our prediction models and Earth and the other chosen planets all operate under that premise. Even time of death isn't a finite moment but a window of time. While it helped to know which planets were involved that mainly aided in our reaction time. It was impossible to be proactive and know who the exact targets would be.
Command is able to monitor the life sources from each planet and can tell if some one died before an angel of death was there. Whether Gov or another demon is the cause will be determined at site. If the life source is missing then it was Gov. If it was still in the area with the soul then it was one of the others. Unfortunately if the later is the case I am instructed to collect the life source and the guide angel takes the soul to the other side. The trauma of dying by a demonic force is too much to recover from.
An investigation was launched into all angels that had ever been in Command. Several angels rotate at each shift. The shifts are not long to ensure they maintain a prime level of alertness. One by one every angel was interviewed and their memories were probed.
A shocking discovery was made during the interview of an angel named Doran. As his memory was probed it was apparent that there was a residual memory present that wasn't his. Once that memory was recovered the truth behind the crime was revealed.
A shadow minion had transported into our domain and an instant later had merged with Doran. It happened in the blink of an eye before security could even lock on to track it. The move was a bold one.
The shadow minions tend to lurk in the shadows as their name suggests and when they wander into the light are grayish wisps. They are mostly harmless except for the fact they can merge with a host like a parasite. Once inside they could lie dormant for long periods and had the ability to possess or control the hosts actions for short periods.
The residual memory showed the shadow minion merged with Doran as he waited outside Command to enter for his shift. Once inside Command it waited for its moment and then took possession of Doran and had him access the eternal memory stream for the records of Earth and a few other target rich planets. The information was converted to an energy pulse which the shadow minion could handle although with some difficulty. At the end of his shift Doran exited Command and the shadow minion soon ended their union and disappeared in an instant.
The revelation was the first known breach in such a matter and led to increased security protocols. Now all angels are scanned in a holding area as they enter and leave Command. There threshold for the security sensors were fine tuned to pick up an intruder in an instant no matter what form they took. Even higher beings can learn from their mistakes.
Yet outside of our domain there are some limitations on our powers. Free will does hinder our prediction models and Earth and the other chosen planets all operate under that premise. Even time of death isn't a finite moment but a window of time. While it helped to know which planets were involved that mainly aided in our reaction time. It was impossible to be proactive and know who the exact targets would be.
Command is able to monitor the life sources from each planet and can tell if some one died before an angel of death was there. Whether Gov or another demon is the cause will be determined at site. If the life source is missing then it was Gov. If it was still in the area with the soul then it was one of the others. Unfortunately if the later is the case I am instructed to collect the life source and the guide angel takes the soul to the other side. The trauma of dying by a demonic force is too much to recover from.
Tuesday, June 18, 2013
Opening of chapter one
I still remember the first life I took. The look on their face. The sound of their last breath. It was the same with the last one. Plus the countless in between. Of course I know the true number. There was nothing personal about it. I am death. Or I was.
Allow me to clarify. I am one of the legion of angels of death. For centuries it was my task to take the life force from beings in their last moments. I am a vessel to transport that force and return it to the eternal stream of the universe. There is another group of angels with the task of guiding the souls into their after life. I rarely dealt with them mainly because it wasn't my concern and there wasn't time.
The day was constant as I collected the life force from thousands receiving my instructions for the when and where from Command through telepathy. I can transport myself to any point in the universe in an instant and had several planets in my domain. More than one angel works in a domain because as much as we try we cannot be in more than one place at once.
That had been my existence until the acts on one forced a change. One of our legion had developed an enjoyment in taking the life force. It was more than the sense of duty from doing a job well but the perverse joy some get from killing. He went rogue and was quickly recruited to join Lucifer as one of his minions.
One positive is that young angels of death have to develop a tolerance. Initially they are only allowed to retrieve one life force with a rest period in between. They are limited in their capacity to carry a life force which restricts the period before the chosen time. These restrictions were put in place after one had gone rogue before. He was dealt with eventually as will the new offender.
Yet even with the restrictions in place it is possible to gain tolerance over time. The kills can become more frequent and the amount before their chosen time can increase. There will also be a point where he can make multiple kills in succession.
The reason Lucifer recruited him is that in the dark domain the life force is a commodity. The demons and other minions have the ability to kill but cannot gather the life force. But now that they have some one that can their power is bound to increase. The life force can be doled out into smaller quantities which the minions can ingest to make them stronger. In larger quantities it can be a power source and that is a possibility that must be avoided.
My name is Ikkol. My task has changed with this new development. I am not in charge of hunting down the offender. There is a team to handle that. I have been reassigned to undo the loss of life.
I had been one of the best at what I did and that was one reason I was given this new assignment. After the life is taken Command informs me where and I return life force to the host being. The guide angels also assist the soul back into their body. Yet these beings are not just restored with a few moments of life. As a compensation for enduring they are given an extra year or more. Command makes that decision.
There were a couple that were lost before I was reassigned. Who could have fathomed any one capable of such actions? Especially from our glorious ranks. But once discovered the plan was put in place and I am doing my part.
His name is Gov. I had only met him once in passing as I was years past dealing with the new ones. He didn't make an impression on me but who could have known what was hiding within? Now our fates are linked.
Allow me to clarify. I am one of the legion of angels of death. For centuries it was my task to take the life force from beings in their last moments. I am a vessel to transport that force and return it to the eternal stream of the universe. There is another group of angels with the task of guiding the souls into their after life. I rarely dealt with them mainly because it wasn't my concern and there wasn't time.
The day was constant as I collected the life force from thousands receiving my instructions for the when and where from Command through telepathy. I can transport myself to any point in the universe in an instant and had several planets in my domain. More than one angel works in a domain because as much as we try we cannot be in more than one place at once.
That had been my existence until the acts on one forced a change. One of our legion had developed an enjoyment in taking the life force. It was more than the sense of duty from doing a job well but the perverse joy some get from killing. He went rogue and was quickly recruited to join Lucifer as one of his minions.
One positive is that young angels of death have to develop a tolerance. Initially they are only allowed to retrieve one life force with a rest period in between. They are limited in their capacity to carry a life force which restricts the period before the chosen time. These restrictions were put in place after one had gone rogue before. He was dealt with eventually as will the new offender.
Yet even with the restrictions in place it is possible to gain tolerance over time. The kills can become more frequent and the amount before their chosen time can increase. There will also be a point where he can make multiple kills in succession.
The reason Lucifer recruited him is that in the dark domain the life force is a commodity. The demons and other minions have the ability to kill but cannot gather the life force. But now that they have some one that can their power is bound to increase. The life force can be doled out into smaller quantities which the minions can ingest to make them stronger. In larger quantities it can be a power source and that is a possibility that must be avoided.
My name is Ikkol. My task has changed with this new development. I am not in charge of hunting down the offender. There is a team to handle that. I have been reassigned to undo the loss of life.
I had been one of the best at what I did and that was one reason I was given this new assignment. After the life is taken Command informs me where and I return life force to the host being. The guide angels also assist the soul back into their body. Yet these beings are not just restored with a few moments of life. As a compensation for enduring they are given an extra year or more. Command makes that decision.
There were a couple that were lost before I was reassigned. Who could have fathomed any one capable of such actions? Especially from our glorious ranks. But once discovered the plan was put in place and I am doing my part.
His name is Gov. I had only met him once in passing as I was years past dealing with the new ones. He didn't make an impression on me but who could have known what was hiding within? Now our fates are linked.
mission
I have numerous ideas for books and other projects. It is time that I take them from ideas into development. I am starting with the most recent and working back from there. This blog will contain excerpts from a new book I am working on. Today I will share the introduction.
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