Seraphina: Initiation Read Free Page A

this for a few minutes before I find I have to change the
subject.
    “So, tell me about being an Angel, like what
can we do? Am I going to sprout wings? Do I have to swear devotion
to fighting evil for as long as I shall live?” I lean back against
the side of the fireplace as I munch on the last crust.
    I see a smile spread over his face, I’m glad
he finds my ignorance funny. “Only God can give an Angel wings,
since he didn’t exactly make you I don’t think those are coming
anytime soon. As far as the devotion to fighting crime, you have
sworn no oath, you do not have to do anything. I, on the
other hand will not be able to come across a Demon I don’t want to
kill, old habits and all.”
    “So there’s no Angel-loyalty program or
anything?”
    “I was released from my oath when God took
my wings, I am no longer an Angel of God, I am considered a Fallen
Angel.” I cringe at the word as if it were a curse. I don’t know
why but something inside me hates that term.
    “Okay, now get to what I can do now!” I
change the subject to something more exciting.
    “Well, I can tell you what Angels can do.
They have heightened senses of the world around them, they can move
things with their mind, and we do something called ‘conjuring’
where we can create objects with our minds.”
    “Conjuring,” I repeat curiously.
    “Can I alter already created things? Like
say a shirt?”
    “Yes,” he responds closing the empty pizza
box, “Why?”
    “I think I’ve done it…” I admit thinking of
the shirt I changed from green to red in the mall a few days ago.
It was creepy when I didn’t know what was going on—now it kinda
seems cool. “But wait, that’s it? I can’t read minds or fly? This
is kinda lame!”
    “Well, some Angels have certain… shall I
say, gifts.”
    “Now you’re getting all Twilight on me…” I
roll my eyes.
    “Twilight?” he asks, sometimes I forget he’s
not human.
    “Nevermind.”
    “I don’t know about this ‘Twilight,’ but
Angels are created with certain talents in Heaven and after they
fall they don’t ever seem to shake them.”
    “What are your talents?” I lean in finally
getting to know the real Nate.
    “In Heaven, I was known for mastering the
element of fire. Not just literal fire, but the deep fire within
everyone. I can burn out thoughts of doubt and instill desire and
passion. I don ’ t alter minds, but I can
influence emotion.”
    “So… can I do what you do?”
    “I don’t know... Can you access peoples
feelings or emotions?”
    “I don’t think so…”
    “Put your hands up towards my head and try
to open yourself to my mind,” he instructs me.
    I follow his directions, placing my hands
near his face and closing my eyes. I relax my mind and focus on his
mind, his brain. Show me his thoughts, his emotions , his
deepest desires , I think. I stay like that for a while trying
to enter his mind, trying to get deep into the mysterious Nate, but
I’m met with nothing but silence. Finally giving up, I lower my
hands and shrug my shoulders in failure.
    “Well, if I had to guess, I’d say your
talent has something to do with the power you create in your hands,
I’ve never seen anything like that before, in Heaven or on
Earth.”
    “What could it be?” intrigued at this new
development.
    “I’m not sure, but the way it made that
possession curl up and sizzle like bacon I’d say it comes straight
from God.”
    “But, how can it come from God if you said
that he didn’t make me himself? Wouldn’t it make sense if I have
your powers since it’s your blood I have inside me now?” I feel my
face crinkle up and I let out a shiver. I see Nate rise and make a
move toward me. Freezing in my spot as my heart begins to flutter,
I begin to think he might kiss me, his eyes meet mine as his hand
reaches behind me. My eyes immediately fly to his perfect lips, I
feel my eyes close slightly and my head tilts back preparing, until
I hear a shuffling behind me. I