CHRONICLES OF THE FOURTH HORSEMAN

SPECIAL TEAR

"It have been a week to know.You should open up to someone.I can see you are hurting and it could get way too much easier if you share with someone.I have been your best friend ever since you saved me all those years ago.You know I care so much about you.You also know that I am holding soo many secrets for you and I have never betrayed you, not even a single time.You are hurting yourself and it is affecting the people around you.Why don't you tell me what happened? if not for me, then for you.And quite the drinking," Ophie said.I was tired of him asking all those questions.I had no intentions to answer him but I also had no plan to tell him that.He was my oldest friends.I knew he could never betray me as much as I knew I could never hang him out to dry.He knew there was something really wrong with me but he could not tell what.That was the reason behind asking the millions of questions.

I wished I could tell him about heaven and the punishment.I wished I could ask him to help me deal with it.But I knew if I did I would only be putting him in danger.Loosing him was one thing I knew that could feel way much worse than what I was feeling at the moment.I could tell him about the ordeal with the witch though, but where could I even begin.In all my former lives as a human, I was every thing but never a family guy.I deed a lot of things, I worked in soo many different places, but the one thing I knew I could never do was get attached sexually to anybody.Hell I was with Ophie through some of those lives, I even got myself emotionally attached to him.Hr is and always have been handsome and he is gentleman enough, but never sexually.That was the one rule I lived by.The one rule I never broke.In heaven above, that was the one rule every angel had to uphold above all else.Attachment with humans was f*******n and even though I never felt at home in heaven, I never planned on doing something that could see to me being locked out it.It was my home despite my being different.How could I even begin to explain to Ophie that I was rapped.To even make the matters worse I was rapped by a witch.How would I look him in the eye after telling him all that.I had to keep it to myself even though it was weighing heavily on me.

There was no way I could let him or anyone else in on that.For now all I knew was that the witch had to die.When I wasn't busy feeling bad for and about myself, I was being busy looking for a way to take out the witch.One thing I understood was that the few people who knew about my plan,the lower the chance for the witch to find out.I needed it to be a surprise to her so she could not know and get back at me by hearting my friends.Also I knew she was strong enough to hurt and even control me.I had to take all the caution there was to take.So far the research was not taking me anywhere and I had no plans to go to the bunker yet.

We were on a two weeks holiday and we had no plans to go back to Africa.Two weeks were too short to waste all that money for.The boys had some time to rest and concentrate on the training which they still had going on.The plus one we had been waiting for never showed and I was starting to thing no one will choose to join us ever.Being short staffed was the least of my problems though.Gabriel would be down in a few days to see if I had made good my promise.By then I needed to have completed the task.Being at war with heaven was the last thing I needed to add to my list.

I had made sure to stay away from the bunker since everybody else was spending their days and nights there.I was avoiding their questions.I also felt like the thing was written on my forehead for everybody to see.I was hiding from the world because I felt like they all knew.At work I had taken the role of hotdog guy.I was the one behind the sweaty, heavy mask that I had always avoided.For the moment it didn't feel all that bad, in fact I was getting pretty good at dancing with it on.

Everybody had stayed away from me and even though I felt their absence, I was also relieved.Ophie however knew I needed the company and he brought it to me in the house.For a being that loved being in the dark away from the people, the action had to have taken a lot from him.He was a true friend.As I sat there fighting hard to withhold the information from him, he edged close to me and I felt his touch.It sent chills through my body and I jumped away from him.At that point he had a clue.

"Wait, did she...," he started trying to find the right words.I nodded my head, realizing that I couldn't hide it from him any longer.His face folded into an angry yet jealous look.I pushed further away from him, sat on the bed into a meditation position and got myself comfortable.I started to narrate my story and he sat there listening attentively.I told him everything, including the heaven and punishment part.I also made sure to ask him not to tell a soul about any of that.He promised and I knew he was willing to keep it all to himself.For yet another time we found ourselves working together in secret.Not sure if was the best thing to do but it was sure the right thing.This time round I wasn't being over my head.

We agreed he would keep my secret if I let him help me.I agreed and as soon as we had a sealed deal he left.It was time to go to work.I hated that moment but I also needed it.With a few flaps I landed on the back door of the hotel.It was my usual landing place as it was often deserted.Only the cleaners put their rags and mops back there.After making sure no one was around I went all visible and walked in.I went straight to the changing room and put on the hotdog suit before walking out to dance for the customers.From in there I felt cozy and protected.

I walked to the front and started my crap, everybody was as usual busy doing their stuff and I doubt they even ever noticed me.Occasionally a kid could point into my direction making the people around look.Sometimes one could even walk up to me and say something or even tip me, but it was rare.That was the reason I chose the mask.I was about two hours into work when I saw Ophie walk in.He sat down on the corner table and asked for a milk shake.I went close to him and we started to communicate telepathically.It was a skill we had perfected through time and now we could conveniently use it.He had found an answer to our problem, or rather a part of the answer.He had found out that there were two ways to kill a witch.One was to burn her to the stick till she was all ashes.Secondly was to poison her with the tears of a phoenix.The first one was not possible with the fact that the witch to be burned was one strong and advantaged witch.The second one was somehow easy but that was assuming we ever found a phoenix and persuade it to cry.

The planing had to be done some place quiet and some place we could converse better.I couldn't ask for another day off and I deed something I had promised to try and not do.I brought the suit to life, a trick that would last as long as my shift and then the suit would get itself back to the changing room and loose the magic.It was a risky move but it was my only one.I took Ophie with me back to the house.

In all the books that talked about the phoenix, they all explained is as a bird that was the same with the sun and the fire.A good spirit, a guide and a protector.Non of them however had a picture of the bird.Even if we were to go out looking, we never knew what we were looking for or where to look.Its tears were believed to cure any form of disease or venom.It was however only effective to humans.It had no effect on the angels or the magix that meant no harm to the humankind.It was however deadly on any magix that meant them harm.I was also poisonous to witches and wizards.It killed them instantly.Burnt them from inside out and turned them into ashes.

That was the answer that I needed.The fix to my problems.The question however was on how to find a phoenix.We had to look around for someone who could have the knowledge.One of the people i knew with such kind of information was squishy.He had live with the Magix kind and he knew a lot about them.He was the person to go to.However I had to be wise as I did so.I planned to start my quest the next day.I had to go back to the bunker.However I planned to stay in for the night to figure out the best way to go about my plan.Ophie offered to stay with me.

Morning came and we went to the bunker.Everybody was happy to see me and honestly, so was I.Tom had made the most delicious pancakes and we all enjoyed them.Squishy had taught himself to eat whatever everybody else ate since there was no forest to go out hunting to.Alice was recovering well but she had grown a fear for witches.The place was lively as usual but that wasn't what I was looking for.After the breakfast, I asked Squishy everything he knew about the phoenix.He was surprised by the question but he answered it anyway.It was a clever move on my side to make the boys curious and knowing them I expected them to go looking for more answers about the phoenix.That would give me time to work on my end of the plan without them suspecting.

"I don't know much about the creature.No one is ever known to have met one and if there is they never talk about it.All I know is that it is not what people say it is.It is much more, much better and much different from what people think.Most people go out looking for a bird, or a spirit, but it is neither and yet it is both and much more," his explanation was not helping but in a way to pointed Ophie and I to the right direction.We knew we were not looking for a bird or a spirit.But we were looking for a healer, a protector.It had to be disguised as a pretty powerful doctor or a law enforcement member, or maybe both.That left us with several millions people.Not helping at all.

We had to be much more better at doing the math or we could never find it.And idea struck Ophie's mind.He went to the Ring pin and adjust its setting.For the last few weeks it had been quiet and we did not expect anyone to go looking at the machine.For the next few days we set it on finding miraculous healings.We had a ping in only six hours.Some military doctors going around the country giving free medical services, advice and assistance.A few people had claimed healing from really bad diseases after being treated by a Dr Geo N Floyd.They all called it a miracle.There was a chance he was the phoenix, and if he was, there was also a chance he could help.

Ophie claimed to be in need of fresh air and I excused myself to go get ready for an "early shift" we then met outside and together we flew to the location of our good doctor.We got there just in time as he was closing up for the day.Ophie and I went in pretending to be a couple in need of advice.The good doctor received us well and showed us two arm chairs and we sat ready to start a conversation.I had barely started when he started talking.

"If your course is a good one, you don't have to lie to get my assistance ,Azrael," He said.I had not given him my name yet and he was right about the lies part.I had a pretty good lie ready and as it turned out I didn't have to.We told him our story and in the end he agreed to help.He had no hatred for any Magix but he was in conflict with any one who's plan to hurt the world.He excused himself for a few moments and came back with a bottle filled with crystal clear liquid.He gave it to us and requested that we use it to do the right thing.He also gave us his number and asked us to call whenever we needed him.It turned out to be way easier than we thought.However, we felt a pretty strong urge to keep it a secret.Only then did we understand why no one ever knew the true form of the phoenix.The flight back was a happy one.Until we realized there was another problem.How were we going to get the witch to drink the tears?

That was a thought for the next day.At the moment we just felt humbled to have met a wonderful and powerful being that despite with all its capabilities chose to lay low and help the people in desperate need of healing.Back at the bunker we watched the boys beat themselves up reading books hoping to find one with the information about the phoenix.Watching them soo determined gave me an idea.But I was not going to share it.Not even with Ophie.

I ones again excused myself and went to work but later the next day I had a plan in place.In the morning I woke up and wore some pretty ravishing clothes.A tiny white short, a netted blouse that showed more than I could care to show.I took the tears, made them invisible and flew off in search of the witch.When I got to her place she was enjoying some yummy looking food.I handed her the bottle of wine I had carrier and smiled at her.She was not surprised and I figured it would work to my advantage.

"I knew it was just a matter of time...They all come back for more and I expected you to do the same...come on in," she said looking at me with those eyes.I replied by giving her the same look and biting on my lower lip.Deep down I was feeling sick and disgusted.When she made a move to go for the scotch, I pulled her back and kissed her deeply."May I...," I said putting her on the couch.She was surprised to see me make such a move and she sat there watching me.I walked over to the glass cabinet and took out two glasses.I figured she could question my move and for that I put the tears in both drinks.I walked over to the couch and handed her the glass.She took it and placed it on the table.She had something else in mind and I had a feeling I wasn't going to like it.

She held my arm and pulled me closer.I didn't hesitate.I moved closer to her and we embraced each other in hot kisses.I wish I could say it was all awful but it wasn't, I felt something and since that day I have never been the same."We should drink a little first, don't you think?," I asked in an attempt to hold myself back.She heard me and took the glass.She however waited until I picked mine up and drunk all of it at one go.At that point she also took hers and she barely had time to scream.She just dropped on the couch in ashes.I took the wine I had brought with me and drunk it all.For all I had known, alcohol had no effect on angels and I only kept drinking it hoping for the feeling, but it never came.That day however I got drunk.I got way too drunk.I knew then there was more to the special tears than the people said.Wayyy much more...Gabriel showed up and took note to the fact that the task was complete, then he left.I flew back to the bunker and bumped into a wall.I got up laughing and repeated the action this time completely aware.The group was confused but I still continued with my drunk crap until it wore off.FYI! we don't talk about that day out loud.