Harwa

The hall itself was shaped as a dome, glass served as walls, and an open sky served as a way for the Devine to enter as they pleased without notifying anyone of their entry. In a way we didn’t care about the Devine’s loyalty. They were kind, and just when needed and cruel if we dare step out of line. But sometimes for me, I felt they held an heir of arrogance, a sign of superiority amongst the rest. When according to legend, Ethereals were the creators, the ones who were sentient and granted immortality from youth. We are only living things closest to our one creator, born not just in skin, but in our abilities. However something happened, or it is still happening and it makes our generation weaker for some reason I can not understand. We can live long, for thousands of moons but we can die just as fast.

Quinn is the one who steps forward, and I try to not look at Zarealius as he opens his wings and comes down to stand in front of us. Big black, and blue wings cover the rest of the Devine from my vision as he glides down. He tucks his wings away, disappearing in pockets. One of the few things a 12 level Angel could do.

He didn’t look a day older than thirty, but in his eyes, it spoke of millenniums and brokenness. Zarealius was an eternal from a time I am not sure, that when I did see him, I struggled to look too closely. I was too scared to see what he hid behind his eyes. The Devine frightened me and he knew it, because he frightened a lot of people. I am sure it wasn’t intentional, it was just something that happened.

But luckily for me, I was just a nobody, a latent Starlight, with no ability, zero medals and nothing worth remembering apart from the fact that I was nervous, and when I got nervous I sweated and my skin turned purple, when that happened at most times I was like an over filled perfume bottle, and for the Devine it annoyed them.

“I always find it better to hear carefully when I am talking,” Zarealius speaks and his voice so powerful I can no longer ignore how scared I am. Why did he have to come? What is our leader doing here? I have been lucky in my 26 years to have met him four times. Three of those happened to be last year when we hunted down a Starlight who killed a Devine. The fourth is today.

I drop my eyes.

“We have news, upon hunting the Sprite who killed a human, we met a water Sprite, she had a vision of a wolf, the same wolf which approached us today. She showed us what she saw, and it was the very thing that happened today, only thing different was the wolf didn’t attack anyone like the girl envisioned.” Quinn keeps his tone low, but strong. Unlike me, he wasn’t scared of the Devine.

Zarealius keeps his face emotionless, hands in the pocket of his pants. My brother slightly in front of me, remains ramrod straight. I am not sure why he is so uppity around this Devine in particular, but I am not going to complain especially now. I had a feeling the wolf vision was something serious and its timely presence was peculiar at best.

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“Where is this Sprite?”

“Downstairs, should I bring her up?”

“NO, I will chat with her there. What exactly did this wolf want?” Zarealius’s question has me finally gaining a bit courage to look at his orange eyes. Which was the one thing that told us he was in fact a level 12 Angel.

“We can’t know for sure, but it growled and got closer, but in the vision it went straight for my sister,” Lang says, and Zarealius looks at me but thankfully only for a split second which is good enough for me.

“Well she does have quite the scent, didn’t your parents train you in emotional control? Or is it that my presence just leaves you with an uncontrollable emotion?”

If this floor crack and suck me in I would gladly take my place to hell as my body gives off another strong scent. Oh, how I wish I could disappear. I knew he was waiting for an answer but my tongue is stuck between the clench of my jaw, and the jitter of my teeth.

Say something Harwa

You say something, he frightens me

“She’s a latent but possesses some of our abilities.”

“Can SHE not talk for herself?”

“I’m sorry Devine Zarealius.”

“Sorry?” He smiles, and it is gloriously scary, “I find it pleasant, and extremely annoying that you claim latency yet, you have the essence of an ancient.”

“Do you think the wolf sensed her and that is why it chose to get closer?”

“The wolf senses many things. Tomorrow I will accompany you to the place where you saw the wolf. You three are off the Sprite case, I have a better use for you.”

Zarealius turns his back, but stops as his wings become visible and what a sight it is. I have always wanted to touch the wings of an angel, mostly Maleals but it is something that has to be granted. My brother said to touch an angels wings is to touch his heart.

The Devine spreads his wings and flies up into the sky, not stopping, or saying partings words with his kind but then again I presumed he was here for a reason. Ones like him were far too busy to make idle chit chat.

Adreal descends down with two others. Adreal was the leader of the Force and I respected him more than most. He was kind and just, never too proud to enjoy time with the rest of us. A lot like Maleal.

“The three of you would join me tonight at the Avalanche, we have much to discuss.”

So much for a quiet night of peace. My smile is comes easy as my words filter through my brothers mind.

Never mind that, Zarealius coming here? The last time we saw him was last year, and you almost lost your arm. Lang was right, I almost lost more than just my arm, I could’ve lost him as well.

The wolf could mean something is coming, that is why Maleal left to report it to the leaders. One of them Zarealius, but the question is what does it want from me?

We say our goodbyes and bow to the leaders.

My brother and I luckily didn’t live too far from the Station, so we stop home with Quinn joining us.

Most of the time like Maleal, Quinn spent nights at our place. Our home was the sixth house from my parents. We lived in a 4 story place. Unlike human twins, my brother and I would not be able to live apart for too long, and since we were born from the same star. Not only could we never keep secrets but whoever chose us would have to live with both of us. Hence why we weren’t married and although my brother had no issue dating, none of them ever stayed long enough to warrant a house key. It was a lot even for a Starlight to accept us both. But Quinn and Maleal didn’t mind.

The four of us worked well together. We were a team, so it made it easier to be friends and friends is what we became, but my feelings for Maleal wouldn’t go away. And we all knew Divines hardly ever went for a Starlight, especially a latent one. They were attracted to power, and precious gems of women. Mostly they just stayed with their own kind and if they did date outside it would be a Sprite before a Starlight.