Note: This is in a desperate need of a rewrite. Read at your own risk!
I received an email from my mother. Rather than explain what is in the letter, I’ll just let you read it:
I’m sorry I can’t see you in person. It seems circumstances have become my enemy. I hope to see you again soon. In the mean time, I know I owe you some explanations. I’ll explain what I can. The rest will have to wait until we see each other in person. Please don’t put this in your blog.
First thing is first. Becky, Jewel, and I are doing fine. Becky has fully recovered, and even is looking forward to taking Domonic on again. She said it was the best night she had in a long time. Fortunately we convinced her she should stay with us in hiding, by asking her to help protect us. On a related note, I don’t want you hanging out with Becky anymore. She is a very bad influence, and more than a little dangerous.
That is enough of the present. What you really need to know is the past. Where should I begin? I suppose it ought to be the beginning.
A long, long time ago, in the way, way, way back when there were men and women. These men and women died. Some of them, very few of them, were given the opportunity to come back as something more. Depending on the circumstances of their rebirth (so to speak) they came back into one of two groups. The first group is ruled by ambition, and the quest for strength and power. The second group is ruled by intimacy, compassion, and sympathy.
For a long time these two provided balance to each other. Eventually the first group (the group Becky, Domonic, and the other men from that night belong to) became known as demons, and the second (the group me and Jewel belong to) became known as angels.
Although demons and angels are normally associated with god, that isn’t the case in reality. I’ve never met or know of anyone that could rightfully claim to be God (or any deity). I also have never seen any evidence that God doesn’t exist. It is as much a mystery to us as it is to you.
A long time ago, in the way back when, one of the demons gathered together an army and waged a war against the angels. This person sought out all demons that sought to be strong physically and mentally, and that sought to prove their strength in battle.
I’m unsure as to why they decided to attack us. To this day, those that were involved say it was because they got tired of angels interfering with their plans. I suspect there are other reasons though, not the least of which is simply because they could.
Angels, although physically stronger than humans, were not quite as adept towards war as the demons were. Out main advantage was that we outnumbered those demons that chose to fight. For two centuries the two sides battled each other. Finally the angels gathered together for one final assault that they hoped would end the war. It did, but not in their favor.
Since then the same group of demons hunted down the remaining angels and killed them. As far as I know me and Jewel are the only two left. There are occasionally new angels born, but even with guidance it takes time to learn to control their abilities. That makes it easy for the demons to hunt them down and kill them.
That leads to the next set of questions I’m sure you have been waiting to ask: our abilities. While angels and demons are very different from each other both mentally and physically, there is one similarity. W are both immortal, and can effectively only be killed by each other.
Beyond that, we are opposites of each other. Angels are twice as fast, but half as strong. This is why we carry small swords and use bows, while the demons tend to wield large heavy weapons. It is also why we seem to disappear at one place and instantly reappear at another. As you might have guessed we are just moving too quickly for you to see. While running, demons can maintain their top speed for hours. We can only maintain ours for a short distance.
We also heal much faster, but our bodies are not as durable. For example, if I were to be shot, the bullet would travel through me and the wound would heal almost instantly. If a demon were to be shot, the bullet would bounce off him.
I’m sure your also curious about the glowing weapon thing we do. It’s a pretty cool effect eh? Our weapons are made from a special allow which allows us to imbue part of our spiritual energy into them. It also helps angles bodies heal faster and demon’s bodies to sustain more damage. The more energy we put into our weapons the more damage they can do, but it means our bodies can sustain less damage before we die.
All living creatures produce this spiritual energy. The difference is the amount produced, the amount that can be stored, and the amount that can be controlled.
There are a wide variety of all 3 for both angels and demons. It is the later two that matters most in a fight. Although skill is important, those that can contain a large amount of spiritual energy and unleash it quickly have a significant advantage.
There is a lot more of course, but enough technical details for now. I’m sure your also curious as to why I didn’t come to see you sooner and tell you the truth. Well it was a year and a half before I came back (yes it often takes that long).
After I came back, Becky was the first to find me. She was sent to kill me by the others. To this day I have no idea why she didn’t. I was confused and helpless. You might think it was pity or compassion. If you think that, then you obviously don’t know Becky very well. I honestly think she was just bored and wanted to fight a well-trained and powerful angel.
Instead she hid me, and began training me. It was difficult. She is a fantastic warrior, but her abilities are vastly different then mine. She forced me to fight her over and over again for years. It was nothing less than torture. I honestly tried to kill her every time. Alas, she was just too good. Till this day I have not been able to even do her any significant harm. They were the worst years of my life.
They were also the reason I’m still alive. With out her training, I’m sure I would have died a long time ago and so would have Jewel. For that I’m very thankful.
I’m sure that you have more questions, but they will have to wait. We are still being pursued by the demons. It isn’t safe for me to come to you yet. If I find any way of seeing you without putting your life in danger, I promise to do so.
Until then know that I love you, and I have always loved you. I will try contacting you when ever I’m able. Good bye for now.
Mom
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