27 Questions

Life asked Death, "Why do people hate you?" Death responded,"Because you are a beautiful lie and I am the painful truth."

"Death does not love, Death is but cold and heartless, he takes what he wants."

"The Roses are beautiful but once touched by him they all shall perish... and so shall I."

Just like asking a magic eight for an answer... I asked Azrael a Yes or No question. Well, I actually asked him two questions... "You know Felix?" which was a Yes or No question to which even, as I said, a magic eight ball could answer and the other question being... "How do you know Felix?" which was something a magic eight ball probably couldn't answer, I think?.. Because a magic eight ball only answers with... Yes, No, Maybe, Unforeseen, Uncertain, Unlikely, Likely, Absolutely, Answer Unclear, Ask Again Later, etc. I would know because I have one.

Yeah, yeah... I know what you thinking... you probably thinking why am I bringing a magic eight ball into this but what I'm trying to say is that a magic eight would have been a better chance of me actually getting a straight forward answer from him instead of what he replied... he could have just said... "Yes or No or Maybe" to my Yes or No... "You know Felix?" question, but instead he vaguely said... "I know everything." Like that's supposed to answer my question.

However, what he said next put me in a panic even though I did not seem to be panicking.

»Flashback«

"I'm Death, the Angel of Death..." he said to me, his voice holding the same coldness as mine once did, "and I'm here to fetch you for Him."

The Angel of Death was a bad boy?

~End of flashback~

Seriously?!.. The sarcastic voice in my head or voice of reason slash my conscience exclaimed. You thinking that at a time like this?!..

Well, what else am I supposed to think? He's a bad boy!.. Of course I would think that... I answered the voice mentally.

You see, while other people when in a state of panic scream or jump out of their seats to run in a mad frenzy... I, on the other hand don't, I remain calm or I get lost in my own thoughts, I think? Well, it's either one or the other.

Yes, my exterior may seem calm and collected but if you entered my mind... I would probably be a nervous wreck, having a panic attack or hyperventilating and that's why I'm so glad I have a conscience that keeps me from freaking out in real life otherwise I would surely have gone crazy by now or even worse... be sent to a mental institution. So I am greatful to my conscience and it's irritating sarcasm for that.

Then I remembered what Eva said...

»Flashback«

"Well, it kind of is... I mean, he's good looking, similar to them, but his attitude is way different from James or Felix's attitude. They both act tough but they sweet, but this guy I don't know? He seems so cold. I mean, he helped me when I accidentally bumped into him but he isn't really what I would call friendly."

"Yeah so, he's a bit cold but what does it matter to you..." I replied, "you have James, remember. So why you worried about some other guy?"

"I don't know..." Eva said, "I just have a bad feeling about him, or maybe it's just the rumours that are getting to me."

~End of flashback~

She said he was cold and that she had a bad feeling about him. And once again me being me brushed it off. I should have listened to her I guess, then maybe I wouldn't be in this situation. But then again it's not my fault... I didn't talk to him or even bother to meet him, in fact he caused this whole "detention thing." How did he even know me?

Why do I always try to see the good in people?

Now that I think about her words, the way she described him... cold and the bad aura she felt from him, it all made sense. I mean, he was Death, he would naturally be cold and devoid of emotion, right?

The door that led to the classroom was closed and the teacher still hadn't bothered to show up yet.

Azrael's words... "and I'm here to fetch you for Him." rang in my ears once again as I awakened from my daze. His face was so close to mine as he leaned on my desk, his lips so near to my ear and I could smell his shampoo or was it his deodorant? He smelt like crisp green fresh apples that had just been picked on a summers day and were ripe enough to eat.

To think Death would smell so good... I would have expected him to have smelt like just the opposite... this is a stereotypical thought... but I would have expected him to smell either really awful like the "stench of death" since he was death, a dead corpse, something rotten or even to have no smell whatsoever. Yet, here I am smelling him, practically taking a deep wiff of him as he continued to speak... so close to me... so very, very close to me. A bit too close for my liking. Did Death have no boundaries?

Did he not have boundaries?

This is my bubble...

I don't like such closeness!..

I like my space!..

Boundaries... Boundaries!..

My mind was in a panic even with my idiotic thoughts but my body remained calm or at least that's what I assumed it looked like. My brain was practically a piece of mosh by now because of all the thoughts that run through my mind about what I was supposed to do. It was like I had a million questions floating around in my head and I was only allowed to choose one.

His words rang in my head over and over and over again, replaying on repeat... "and I'm here to fetch you for Him." He was the danger. Well, not him necessarily, but the person he had to bring me to. I guess, this also makes him the danger so therefore I had to stay away from him and yet, here he is... right beside me, practically breathing down my neck. I heard him take a breath.

Was Death smelling me?

Why on earth would he do that?

"Mmmmm, wow..." he hummed as I heard him take another deep breath of me, "you smell so good. He's a lucky man, the guy I have to deliver you to." he whispered in my ear.

Death thought I smelt good too?

Oh Dear Lord... please focus... Said the sarcastic voice in my head.

Wait, the guy he has to deliver me to?

What am I? A package?

"And who is this "man" you are delivering me to?" I asked him.

"You'll just have to wait and see." Azrael replied.

I looked around the classroom now, still waiting to see if the teacher would show up. But still nothing, no teacher.

"You know, you really seem to be my type." He said, still whispering in my ear as my heart began to race and I looked around the class to see if the teacher was coming. "Maybe I should reconsider?" This time he sounded more like he was mumbling to himself than talking to me but I could still hear him under his breath, although he probably thought I hadn't heard what he said.

What?

Did Death even have a type?

Did Death even have feelings?

How can Death like someone?

Can Death even love?

I was still facing forward... My head facing away from him as I looked towards the board in front of me since I now refused to look him in the eyes. He now moved in front of me and placed his stool down as he seated himself so that I would be facing him now.

"I can understand why Felix likes you so much." He said to me, now looking me in the eyes. His eyes had a glint of emotion in them? His voice was rough and husky, a smirk tugging at his lips. "It's too bad he can never be with you."

Death has emotions?

Feelings?

Then suddenly what he said about Felix registered in my head...

So Felix does truly like me?

Felix can't be with me?

Finally after checking again to see if the teacher was coming, I spoke... "What do you mean he can't be with me?" I questioned him confused as I furrowed my eyebrows.

"You have no idea what you are, do you?" He said looking at me, his face going back to being serious.

"Yeah, I don't..." I said still thinking to myself as he continued, "and you want to know why? Because nobody's telling me anything... or giving me straight forward answers."

"Well, I'm telling you now..." he said looking into my eyes, "you are a Royal, a Royal half breed, you're a direct descendant from God and you have the blood of a White Witch flowing through your veins. You were not supposed to exist, in fact you are something that could even be considered forbidden. Your father and mother's love was a love that was never supposed to happen. You are an abomination. Yet, here you are... the strongest of us all, well of all the angels."

Stronger than Death?

"What?" I said, my eyes widening as he spoke. "I don't understand? How can I be the strongest if I don't have any have powers?"

"You do have powers," Azrael replied, "they just haven't awakened yet."

"What powers?" I asked, skeptically raising an eyebrow as I looked at him and observed his reaction, which wasn't much of a reaction by the way, other than his lips moving.

"Well," he replied, "your power is Life itself, you are light and pure, you are Life. You were not supposed to exist but since we couldn't stop your existence you are wanted by many. And far too many to name. You see, you haven't awakened yet, which means your powers can be taken out of you. Your body contains the Heart of the Phoenix, a flame that creates Life, it can fix anything. But the only way to control this power is through your Heart... either by removing it directly from your chest or by making you fall for the person who wants to contain this power."

That sounds painful...

But on a lighter note...

"And there you have it guys... I always see the brighter side in every bad situation."

If I'm Life then I'm the opposite of Death...

He said I was his type earlier...

Are you serious?!.. The sarcastic voice in my head intervened. Do you even hear yourself. Well, I mean your thoughts?

Wait, Death is attracted to me cause I'm the Angel of Life? Well, the angel who still had to awaken.

I guess, opposites attract?

Focus girl... Focus... The sarcastic voice said.

"Removing my heart? Won't that kill me?" I asked Azrael with my eyebrows still furrowed as I finally focused on what he had actually said.

"Yes, but if you awaken before your heart is removed you will become immortal."

"So why can't I be with Felix?" I asked him as he looked towards me.

"Because Felix is a demon cat who can shapeshift." Azrael said. "He was assigned to protect you for the "Union" but I don't think that he mentioned the part where he was banished from Hell."

They kicked him out of Hell?

Geez, how do you get banished from Hell?

Most people don't even want to end up there, he must have been pretty bad that even they couldn't handle him and kicked him out.

My mouth gaped open to say the words I had been thinking... "Felix got banished from Hell?" I said almost shocked as Azrael looked at me.

"Yes," he said, "and because he was banished from Hell he lost his powers. Well, not all of them... he can still shapeshift, mainly taking the form of the cat since it's his true form but his other powers... they are gone, they don't exist anymore as they were removed from him by the Devil himself. Why you ask? Because he fell in love with you."

"What are you talking about?" I asked confused... Felix liking me was one thing but love was different. It was something entirely different.

"Yes, Felix did only like you in the beginning but he has grown to love you, and way before you even met. However, he is nothing but a servant and you are something beyond that... something close to God so therefore you are not allowed to be together."

"Isn't that the same thing they said about my parents?" I asked Azrael. "They can't be together."

"Yes." Azrael replied.

"Wait, if my parents weren't supposed to be together and they still went against the odds for love then who's to say that Felix and I can't be together... I mean, not that I see us in that way, but still, who's to stop that from happening?" I said thinking about Felix as I thought about the way I felt towards him. Did I love him? I don't know? I'm just so confused.

"You right..." Azrael said as he leaned closer to me and touched my cheek, "and you know what I think I love you too."

"That doesn't make any sense." I said pushing his hand away. "We just met. How can you love me if we just met?"

"Well, you're the Angel of Life and the last time I felt this way was when God created Eden and then she got destroyed."

Eden?

Like the Garden of Eden?

I was about to ask him who Eden was when the door bust open to reveal... Eva?

No teacher?

That's odd...

Eva just barged in through the doors as they swung back and forth.

"Come on you guys!" Eva exclaimed. "We've got a movie to watch."

I looked towards her as I moved away from Azrael.

"Alice!.." Eva exclaimed raising her eyebrow with a mischievous grin on her face as her glasses moved further down her nose. She had just realised that Azrael was here as well. "You didn't tell me you had detention with the New Guy."

What a slow reaction... I thought to myself as I smiled at her awkwardly.

Azrael just went back to his old ways of smirking at me while Eva giggled and it was almost as if Azrael acted like the conversation that me and him had earlier, had never happened.

But it's not like I could tell Eva about that anyway...

"Wait, where's the teacher?" I asked Eva as I raised an eyebrow with a questioning look.

"Detention got cancelled..." Eva explained, "because someone started a fight in one of the hallways before the bell rang for home time so all of the teachers had to help sort it out."

"Oh?" I said confused. "But doesn't that mean we have to wait for the teacher?"

"No, it got cancelled." Eva said. "They even announced it on the intercom but you must have not heard it. But enough chit chat..." Eva continued, "we have to get out of here, the movie starts in an hours time and I still have to buy tickets. So let's go!"

And with that we all run down the hallway, leaving the school.

Guess I have movie night with Death...

To be continued...