Chapter-1 My Real Self

Poisons can't affect me. I came to know about this today on my 18th birthday. I got all my memories back of me being an Angel, thrown in this hell called earth by my father Kairos, God of all Seasons, as a punishment to learn. I am his youngest daughter, smartest of all. I have power to control the brains and emotions of others thanks to my mother who is none other than Metis, Goddess of wisdom and thought.

My parents love me but being celestial means you can't spend time with your loved ones as you have thousands of things to care about. I craved this love, hence I started being mischievous and troublemaker to attract the attention of my parents.

Nothing worked till that unforgivable day, when I killed humans by accident. Being an Angel surely has restrictions and one of those is to not meddle in the life and death of these humans. It wasn't intentional, I was just toying with their brains to cause ruckus and it worked. They started a huge commotion, blocked the roads and destroyed all the stores.

I was enjoying the scene of disruption of peace with peace but that was short lived as that chaos got inflated and people started hurting each other. I tried to stop but it seems that my powers got blocked. I couldn't do anything and then the unexpected happened.

Person holding the baseball bat threw the bat aside and jumped in the truck parked a few meters away. He sped all the way and bumped in the first car horizontally, crushing it. A couple was sitting in the car with a four-year-old boy sitting on backseat. Seeing the truck nearing their car, mother pulled the boy in her arms and shielded him from her body.

Seeing the scene, I jumped up from the roof of the building I was sitting in hope to help the couple though my brain was telling me I was too late but still I had to have a glimmer of hope for my survival. When I went close to the car, a man on the driver seat had already died. On passenger seat women was still breathing but it was very faint. She was trying hard to hold her son in her arms.

"Save him." she mumbled

Remembering the incident, tears flowed down my sky-blue grey eyes which were now lifeless.

"Finally feeling the fear, my dear sister." hearing this sweet voice woke me up from my memories. I am tied with silver rope in this dark dungeon for two months now I guess or maybe more. I don't remember, this silver rope is burning me, my flesh is all burned from the whip marks which were made of silver. I am allergic to silver, maybe I can survive the burns of deadly fire but can survive the touch of silver on my body.

'Dad, I know you used to teach that not to show any of your weaknesses whether it is your friend or a foe. I finally understood this dad.' with this tear started streaming again from my eyes but I can't give them that pleasure to see me miserable. I have to be strong. I am Aheliya, daughter of God Kairos and Goddess Metis. I can't be weak.