Dark Angel

The Under of Earth is somewhere human haven’t seen nor is it a place for them. That’s where we start. Every mythical creature has a place here. There is one governing body for the Under, each species has a representative. “When will the Choosing start” I ask as I eat my meal. Nothing fancy, a burger and fries. My sister and I are at a local dinner waiting for the next soul to guide. “Who knows, for being a prophet,” Michelle air quotes, “they keep the information minimal.” Michelle is my older sister by two years. She is beauty with her golden hair that reaches mid back, dark emerald eyes. Her skin is soft and smooth, and she has everyone attention when she walks into a room. When you think of an angel, she fits it perfectly. As for me, by human standards I’m beautiful. My beach wave brown curls reach my shoulders. I have ice blue eyes, and more curves then I’ll like to admit to. Everywhere we go the conversation is about her or they all talk to her. Leaves me fading in the background, which is my place. Michelle has alway been better at everything than me since childhood. When I was 10 and her 12 the Order came to visit and claimed Michelle is a prophet angel and she will be the one to join all mythical creatures into one working order. The Order is the governing body of mythical. They make sure humans and myths don’t cross. We like to live in secret and they help. In the Order there is one representative from each species. The vampire have one, the werewolves have one, the demons have one, the fairies have one and so on. Our family has a long history with the Order, we were there in the start and continue to serve a place every few generations. It was no surprise when the prophet came out about my sister. She was prefect for the job. She always had my back when I get into fights. Always there not judging and solve situations that left both parties happy. The Choosing is when the Order will pick their next in line. Every member on the Order must be on board with picking the new members. They never say when or who, they just show up and poof you are gone with them. As I finish my fries, Michelle stands up “I’m going to pay and then the job is ready in 10 minutes, you are doing this one.” I roll my eye “Alright, just because I love you.” I blow kisses at her, she gives me a look of disgust. We walk down the road at dust, the street lights just turn on. The air is thick with it just raining and everything is still wet. We see a man about in his 80’s walking on the other side. His soul cry’s out to us letting us know he is ready to move on. “Ok Luna just like we done before, but this time you will be doing it alone. Direct the soul to the light, answer the basic question with a soften voice. Be kind and gentle the souls are confused at first.” She tells me again “Yes yes yes I know.” I replied I walk over to the man, following his foot steps as he enters a home. I walk right in behind him going though the door as if I’m not here. The man sits down and he soul comes out. “Hello my dear soul. I am here to guide to your afterlife.” I reach out my hand for his souls to take. A soul look very much like the human but with a pure gold glow that is warming. Like a sunset before it crosses the horizon. He takes my hand and turn his head to me “Thank you my dear, I been waiting for this moment for so long. I won’t take much of your time but can you tell me if I have had a good life?” He touches my hand and his life plays in my head like a video, I shared laughter, heartache, joy, and compassion with him. “Yes my dear you lived a full life, be proud and shine on.” I said as my tear falls from my face. A tear of sadness and joy. A soul that has made hope for this world always warms me. I watch as his soul fades from this plan and onto the next. I turn and walk back to my sister. “I love watching pure souls move on,” as she summons a door to our next soul, “there are few left in this world” I nod as we open the door that takes us to our next location. When we enter, all heads turn to us. We end up in a room with 10 other people around a bed. There is a women with blood covered sheets laying there. We see an huge man come running to us. He kneels down at our feet “Please no, don’t take her.” The man has tear in his eyes and blood on his face. You can tell his been at the women bedside before we came in. “How can you see us?” I ask trying to pull him up.I can’t help but to dislike the kneeling. “What do you mean, are we not supposed to see you the evil angels stealing souls for your greed?” A younger women stand up and answers “Woah woah” my sister says as she is waving her hand to show no harm “ first of all” I interrupted my sister. She shoot me a look of s**t up I got this. “We aren’t here to steal anything nor are we evil. We just guide them to their next life, whatever that be isn’t up to us. I’m sorry but a soul needs to be guide hence the reason we are here.” Michelle said in a soft voice with no emotion. She inhales deeply “ah so you are of the mythical side.” She turns to me and talks so quietly only I can hear “they are werewolves” my eyes get big. “We aren’t supposed to do mythical it’s a law” “So explain why you are here” the women from earlier ask. She has jet black hair like the man in front of us and look like the women on the bed. I’m guessing that is her mother that is laying on the bed “How did…” I slap my face “werewolf hearing” “I am unaware of how our door lead to you. We only help guide human souls” my sister says “Well she isn’t human nor is she dying. Please leave we don’t want you here. Stealing souls” states the daughter “My apologies for the misunderstanding. We aren’t looking to “steal souls” as you put it. My door lead me here. We will leave.” Michelle summons the door. We walk through the door and it leads us right back. The summon of the door is uncontrollable by any mythical creature. It leads the summoner to where they are needed. Again Michelle summons a door, we walk through it to lead us back around again. “Enough just leave” the young said with disgust. I then, summon my own door and we walk through it. This time it leads us to our home. When we walk in there is a group of people waiting for us. We both look at each other is shock. The Choosing is happening.