human?”
“Well, if she was a Guardian, it would make sense. You guys are supposed to be enemies,” she said with a sleek smile as she pointed at Trevor and me.
“She’d have to be a strong Guardian though. Cendall has electricity and healing. Most -*/Guardians don’t ever get that strong. Do you think…,” Trevor started.
“No way,” I interrupted, knowing exactly where this was going. “Do you really...no way. A Reaper and an Angel? No way. I can’t see dad with an Angel.”
“Love is a mysterious thing,” Lacie said. “Uncontrollable, sudden, and hard to deny once one has fallen…or at least I’m told it works that way.”
“Wouldn’t you have heard about some Angel dying though? Like, I know of all the Reapers who died in battle. The ones that move onto to Demons and stuff is where things get fuzzy. But if anyone dies while on duty, everyone knows and talks about it. Not only at that stupid ceremony each year either. We were forced to learn about it in great lengths to ensure the error didn’t happen again.” I laughed, thinking back to the lesson in training. It had been the only day Herald called off, which is why I think I remembered it so well. I couldn’t hide the excitement on my face that day.
“Well, usually, like we know all the ‘greats’ you could call it, but there’s been so many. Angels often die as they have to deal directly with Demons, whereas most Guardians just deal with Reapers. Even though sometimes it results in death, it’s nothing compared to the risk an Angel faces.”
“Well, I was born about eighteen years ago, so let’s start there, I guess.”
“Has anyone on the guard staff been around that long?”
“Not sure, but if you ask them, I’m sure they’ll help,” Trevor stopped.
I couldn’t help the exaggerated laugh that left my lips. “Yeah right, they hate me.”
“There is that, but we could start there.”
“I think that will be a lost cause.”
“Well it couldn’t hurt, and they’re all back home where it’s safe, so I vote for that plan.”
“Of course you do,” Lacie and I said in sync.
Chapter Eight
Breaking Bubbles
“So what’s on our agenda for today?” I said, opening my eyes as Lacie entered my room through our connected closet. I hadn’t slept much. I couldn’t stop thinking about how I needed to find out more about my mother. Of the five Guardians who gave me the time of day, none of them had been doing the job for more than five years. The ones who I guessed were here longer just used their selective hearing and chose to ignore me as I asked the simple question of “How long have you worked here?”
“Dress shopping.” She smirked
“Listen, I know we sort of talked about this before, but I really don’t think it’s a good idea. Going to the football game on Friday is pushing it already. I know we went a few months without any activity, but after what happened in gym, we should tread lightly. You know the more we are out the more you’re at risk, especially with other Reapers gunning for my head now. I just don’t want a repeat of last year’s homecoming dance.
“So because something bad happened to me in the past, am I supposed to just stay in this hole? Cendall, look. I know what happened last year was terrible. I was there, remember? But I can’t let them dictate every moment of my life and have me cowering away in some hole. We have no idea when and where they will attack, but I’m not going to live my day to day in fear. I feel safe with you, and I trust your judgment. If you really don’t want us to go, I won’t, but know I won’t let them have me shrinking away in panic. None of us are guaranteed a future, so I’m going to live in the moment. And in this moment, I want to pretend that I’m like the rest of them. I want to go to a dance and just have fun. And I want to go to the freaking store and find a dress that has my date wondering all night what it’d look like on the floor. I just want
“Well, if she was a Guardian, it would make sense. You guys are supposed to be enemies,” she said with a sleek smile as she pointed at Trevor and me.
“She’d have to be a strong Guardian though. Cendall has electricity and healing. Most -*/Guardians don’t ever get that strong. Do you think…,” Trevor started.
“No way,” I interrupted, knowing exactly where this was going. “Do you really...no way. A Reaper and an Angel? No way. I can’t see dad with an Angel.”
“Love is a mysterious thing,” Lacie said. “Uncontrollable, sudden, and hard to deny once one has fallen…or at least I’m told it works that way.”
“Wouldn’t you have heard about some Angel dying though? Like, I know of all the Reapers who died in battle. The ones that move onto to Demons and stuff is where things get fuzzy. But if anyone dies while on duty, everyone knows and talks about it. Not only at that stupid ceremony each year either. We were forced to learn about it in great lengths to ensure the error didn’t happen again.” I laughed, thinking back to the lesson in training. It had been the only day Herald called off, which is why I think I remembered it so well. I couldn’t hide the excitement on my face that day.
“Well, usually, like we know all the ‘greats’ you could call it, but there’s been so many. Angels often die as they have to deal directly with Demons, whereas most Guardians just deal with Reapers. Even though sometimes it results in death, it’s nothing compared to the risk an Angel faces.”
“Well, I was born about eighteen years ago, so let’s start there, I guess.”
“Has anyone on the guard staff been around that long?”
“Not sure, but if you ask them, I’m sure they’ll help,” Trevor stopped.
I couldn’t help the exaggerated laugh that left my lips. “Yeah right, they hate me.”
“There is that, but we could start there.”
“I think that will be a lost cause.”
“Well it couldn’t hurt, and they’re all back home where it’s safe, so I vote for that plan.”
“Of course you do,” Lacie and I said in sync.
Chapter Eight
Breaking Bubbles
“So what’s on our agenda for today?” I said, opening my eyes as Lacie entered my room through our connected closet. I hadn’t slept much. I couldn’t stop thinking about how I needed to find out more about my mother. Of the five Guardians who gave me the time of day, none of them had been doing the job for more than five years. The ones who I guessed were here longer just used their selective hearing and chose to ignore me as I asked the simple question of “How long have you worked here?”
“Dress shopping.” She smirked
“Listen, I know we sort of talked about this before, but I really don’t think it’s a good idea. Going to the football game on Friday is pushing it already. I know we went a few months without any activity, but after what happened in gym, we should tread lightly. You know the more we are out the more you’re at risk, especially with other Reapers gunning for my head now. I just don’t want a repeat of last year’s homecoming dance.
“So because something bad happened to me in the past, am I supposed to just stay in this hole? Cendall, look. I know what happened last year was terrible. I was there, remember? But I can’t let them dictate every moment of my life and have me cowering away in some hole. We have no idea when and where they will attack, but I’m not going to live my day to day in fear. I feel safe with you, and I trust your judgment. If you really don’t want us to go, I won’t, but know I won’t let them have me shrinking away in panic. None of us are guaranteed a future, so I’m going to live in the moment. And in this moment, I want to pretend that I’m like the rest of them. I want to go to a dance and just have fun. And I want to go to the freaking store and find a dress that has my date wondering all night what it’d look like on the floor. I just want
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