Last Angel chapter two

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so this is the second chapter of the last angel which is part of a novel, please reveiw

Chapter two

That night Ambriel had a dream. A horrible dream. She

was running, her heart was pounding and her chest was

heaving. She was on the verge of spreading her wings,

except that she couldn't, there was no power behind

her. She craned her neck around trying to see her back,

when she finally did see she gasped in disbelief and

impulsively jolted her head back with a horrible crunch. She

had no wings. All that was left were two scars that burned

fiery hot in a jagged upside down v shape. But she kept on

running. There was no possible way to stop, it didnt make

sense but she just couldnt. No matter what, she kept on

running. Right over a cliff.

Ambriel screamed. She woke up with rumpled covers over

her head, almost suffocating her. Her legs were freezing

and she had cold, dirty feathers all over her, feathers that

could of only been from one place, a Fallen. A tingly

feeling crept up Ambriel's spine, she knew without a

seconds thought that she was being watched. Ambriel

turned to glimpse a dark yet transparent mist lurking in

the corner of the room. It enveloped her then gracefully

floated down the stairs leaving behind faint red dots of

light in its trail...

Ambriel had to go to the Academy, one of the million

things she didn't want to do that day.The mist had

unnerved her but she wasn't frightened, she'd seen

darker things. Morte wasn't in her Art class, something

Ambriel barely noticed, by the time the second bell had

rang she was really infuriated. There was a horrible

buzzing in her head and it hurt like hell, she could hardly

think. Checking her timetable she found her next lesson was

History. Oh, yeah this'll be fun when I can't even think properly

Ambriel thought darkly.

Once she had entered the room instead of going to her usual

desk she walked up to the teacher. She could sense she was

debating - in her mind – whether or not to accept or decline

Mr Devon’s offer to go to the local pub for a drink. Ambriel

silently giggled, trying to picture the two of her temporary

scholars as a couple. Somehow she couldnt see it happening.

She finally got the teacher's attention and began to speak.

"Please can I go home miss? You see I'm not

feeling too well, I’ve got the most terrible..."

She paused.

" Headache, that’s it! In my state of pain I forget what it was

called, surely it is too bad for me to continue school today."

Ambriel said weakly clutching her head.

“You can go to the nurse's office Amber if it really bothers you."

Mrs Wicke answered sharply, clearly unimpressed.

If anyone asks that last piece was…

Uh, oh what if the nurse wants to check my pulse? She’ll have

a lot of luck with that.

"Um ok thank you miss" Ambriel muttered.

“Are you ok?" A girl behind her asked.

She quickly read her presence; she was truly

concerned, not like one of those school don’t get ahead of

yourself her conscience warned her, almost silently tutting.

Ambriel turned around.

"Oh, um not really." Ambriel admitted.

"Hmm."

The girl hesitated before continuing

"Want any help getting to the nurse's office?"She offered.

"It’s okay really, I’ll be fine but, thanks anyway..."

Ambriel trailed off not knowing the girls name.

"Keira, its keira, well see you around then, hope you get better"

she said sitting at her desk and pulling out a doodled essay

that showed the date September

2009 in curly writing. She sighed and flicked her

chestnut brown hair out of her face as an idiot from across the

room shouted,

"oi!, Keira wanna go out with me?"

Ambriel left and quickly walked down the hall, hoping there

wasn't some snotty student who would take her to the head

master's office. Then she saw it, the mist. It reached out to

touch her, brushing its fingers against her shoulder and then

evaporating into thin air.

Ambriel could feel her shoulder numb as she turned to look at

it. On her shoulder was a trail of dust which led down her arm.

She looked down seeing a piece of tattered paper with a note

scrawled on it. She picked it up gingerly as if it was poisonous

It read; leave me alone. Ambriel recoiled dropping the note on

the floor. Her arm ached all over and she could hardly

move. She felt herself falling, surrounded by a pure white light

and then, there was nothing…

Ambriel could hear voices around her, but where was she? the

voices sounded so, familiar. She opened her eyes a crack to

see a blinding glow surrounding her. she then saw where she

was. Home.

The Archangels stood around her debating on a topic she

probably should of been interested in but just didn't have the

strength.

"yes, but what about our population?" retorted Michael

"well we could always get someone else to do it" Gabriel

Interrupted.

"like who?, you know your ideas are always very good Gabriel

but you never actually know how we are supposed to do

them!" snapped Jeremiel.

"well why can't we just trust her and let her go back?" Chamuel

questioned.

"well one she could fail and we will all die, two she could reveal our

identity and put us all behind bars in laboratories so the

humans can experiment on us and three there is something out

there that could harm her." explained Ariel bluntly.

Ambriel couldn't believe it. The Archangels were arguing and it was all

her fault.She sat up and the talking reduced to a murmur. All eyes glared

at Ambriel.

"would you like to explain what happened?" Jeremiel asked

almost shrieking.

"Well I’m sure you all know by now" Ambriel replied sarcastically

as she stood up.

"do you think it is safe for you to go back?, do you want to

complete your mission?" Ariel questioned childishly.

Ambriel padded away. The archangels would come to a decision

soon but meanwhile she needed rest. Lots of rest. She lay back

on the soft cushioned floor and slept.

As she wriggled in her sleep she kept seeing the note written

by a hand over and over again. The hand was familiar but

there was no colour, no proper form, just a dark shape. It

frightened her.

suddenly she woke up. Someone was calling her name. In fact

seven people were calling her name over and over again. It

hurt her ears and the voices were high and mimicking.She got

up and followed the sound to where the Archangels stood

waiting.

"we have come to the desicion that you are to carry on

with your mission" Raziel said dryly.

Before Ambriel could say a word, they pushed her over the

boundaries of heaven and into the world below.