MATRIX

The Colony

Katryn Ali

© Copyright Katryn Ali 2017

Table of Contents

MATRIX

ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

DEDICATION

CHAPTER 1:

The Great Out-Casting

CHAPTER 2:

The Colony

CHAPTER 3:

The Injury

CHAPTER 4:

The First Dimension

CHAPTER 5:

Rough Landing

CHAPTER 6:

Amistis Star and The Seaside Hotel

CHAPTER 7:

Returned to Chaos

CHAPTER 9:

No Place but To Roam

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

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DEDICATION

To the ones who watch over me...

CHAPTER 1

The Great Out-Casting

 

 

 

Tiel stood in line along with countless other Angels, who like himself, just could not at this time, side with God, for the Great War had begun as Lucifer and his rising armies against the Lord, were being kicked out from Heaven. Banished, never to return. They had gone past the point of no return the moment they defied God for the sake of Lucifer's great pride.

Tiel had been such good friends too. Him and Lucifer were tight. Tiel was in high command of the garrison known as the Matrix. He was put in charge. He was in fact the Arch Angel Castiel. And he and Lucifer were more than comrades. Brothers by the design of creation.

But it was Lucifer who had revolted first. Tiel just could not bring himself to side with Lucifer. He had been out of line this time.

When Tiel tried to get Lucifer to see reason to his errors and to repent and just tell God he was sorry, instead Lucifer knocked his fist hard across Tiel's face sending the shocked Angel to the marbled floor. Tiel was deeply hurt by his friend’s unjust reaction towards him. Tiel had never been struck before.

“I'm not joining you! You have to stop doing this before you get yourself banished!” Tiel tried to tell him but Lucifer just would not listen.

Lucifer turned and looked at him before leaving the Palace. He reached out his hand. “Tiel, I hold no ill feelings towards you. Come with me and you can rule by my side in a whole new kingdom even better than this,” he told him.

Tiel got up off the hard floor. Had never realized just how hard marble was. He rubbed his still sore jaw. He had never experienced pain before. “No. I will not forsake our Father,” he made clear.

“Castiel, he is being too unfair, and I can no longer call Him my Father, for He is not to me any longer,” Lucifer told him.

Tiel looked at him so hurt. Oh, just by those mere words Cast felt a new pain serge inside his heart, for he had never experienced someone's remarks against the Father in a negative manner before.

“You just need to go talk with Him and stop with this foolish protesting,” Tiel told him then. But Lucifer would not listen.

His fury over this whole thing seemed to climb to an even higher climate now. “Then stay with him, you FOOL!” blared the angel who had been the most beautiful angel in all of creation, but now only poison came from his mouth. It went straight to Tiel's core. Tiel saw there was no reasoning with him. His head was too thick of vain thoughts.

So, Lucifer was thrown out of Heaven. Tiel watched. Cetera came over to him. He saw how hurt Tiel looked over this. He knew this was permanent and that they would never be seeing their con-rad again.

Castiel and Cetera were both taken aback and shaken to their very cores by the fierce treatment that Lucifer and the others, who would remain faithful to their friend, had received from the Word of God. For it was by His Authority that they had to leave. Tiel saw an anger though, behind the Word's eyes he had never seen before.

“All who will remain on the Lord's side, come into the Throne Room at once!” the Word ordered. Tiel felt his knees knocking at the thundering sound of the Word's Voice. He could not bring himself to enter.

 

“Castiel, we have got to go in there,” Cetera told him. Flanagan now joined them. Like a puppet Tiel found himself marching along with the others flowing into the Great Throne Room of the Lord.

“No, I can't bow before Him and give Him my service,” Flanagan spoke. Tiel stopped and just looked at him dumbfounded. “Flan, not you too. I can't lose you too!” he said. It was just all too much. Tiel sunk to the floor now with his hands over his head. He was developing a pain there. He had never experienced this discomfort before. Cetera felt for him. Flanagan too now ran over to him and they both bent down to try to help him.

“Life is ruined. It will never be the same again here,” Tiel told them as tears now poured from his eyes. Annie now ran up to them. They embraced.

“Come on Flan, we will all walk in there together and worship the One who gave us life,” Tiel said. He smiled and took Annie's hand. She smiled back. Tiel reached out his other hand toward Flanagan now but he would not take it. Tiel frowned. “Flan,” he warned.

“No. I said no. I just can't,” he spoke. Another high Arch Angel then approached seeing the commotion. “If you cannot enter to worship God, then you cannot stay in Heaven,” Nanian told them firmly but with kindness.

“Oh, he's going inside. Come on Flan,” Tiel said getting mad. But Flanagan would not budge.

“I Cannot serve Him and I don't think I will be able to. His firm Authority over this matter is why Lucifer has become so stubborn and I do not blame him, “ Flanagan said.

Tiel pulled him to the side. “Lucifer has made his decision, Flan, not to serve the Lord or His Word any longer. I disagree with what has gone down but who am I to question God,” Tiel said.

“That's just it Tiel, come on buddy, something is very wrong here,” Flanagan tried to get him to see. Annie just looked at Flan then back to Tiel. Surely, he wouldn't listen to him? Flanagan was part of Tiel's garrison but he wasn't high up in command. Not like Castiel. Cetera himself was an Arch Angel in training. But he guessed it was all ruined now.

So, he too came over. “I can't go in there either, Tiel,” he said. Tiel shot him a sharp look. Maybe his boys were right. They had been so loyal to God first, and to him.

Tiel himself had just too many questions then. “Ok, so where do angels go if they cannot go in there?” he asked Nanian now.

“You'll have to be relocated on a colony world. You will be stripped of most of your powers and abilities. I will warn you,” Nanian said and looked Tiel right into his blue eyes. “You will be vulnerable once there. You will age. If you get sick or injured you will not be able to regenerate. If you fall into death you will never have hope to return,” he told him.

That just made Flanagan even more steamed. “There. You think that's fair Castiel!” he blared.

That was disturbing to Tiel even, to say the least. Death was not a known term to the Angels. The Word had told Lucifer that once he was banned from Heaven, he could never return. Not ever and that he would know what death was.

“Tiel no! Do not listen to him! Get back in line! Go worship God at once and repent for even thinking of leaving,” Annie made clear. Tiel looked at his boys. He saw terror and fear on their faces. They didn't deserve being made to leave and changed, all because they just didn't understand. He didn't understand!

He turned to Nanian. “Can't they just go someplace quiet for a while, to think. I need to think too,” he told him.

“No Tiel. I am sorry but those are the orders from God the Father Himself. All Angels who just cannot decide must be placed in line over there to await instructions on which colony to be placed on.”

Tiel looked at his boys. At Flanagan. “Flan, that does not sound satisfactory to me. Let's just go into the Throne Room and get it over with. Once we do we are promised that after we have bowed and given the Word our allegiance, something happens and we will never, no matter what happens in the future, be cast away from God again. We will be accepted. I don't understand it all now but it is said we will understand this better then. But only after we bow and decide to stay with Him,” Tiel said.

“No. I refuse to do it on these terms,” Flanagan said. Tiel moaned within himself.

He looked at Cetera. “I feel the same way,” he said. Tiel knew these angels were not as experienced as he was. He knew, just had this feeling that, if he did not go with them, he'd never see them again. So, he made his choice.

He turned to Nanian. “Ok, I guess the decision is made. I'll go with them and help them to see so we can soon return back.”

Nanian felt just terrible. Tiel had such a big heart. He always had. He hoped one-day Flanagan and Cetera would realize the sacrifice of love that Tiel had just made.

“No! Tiel, no!” Annie begged throwing herself into his arms. He hugged her tight. “I have to go with them. I'll be back, OK,” he assured. He wiped her tears with his thumb. But she knew the terrible danger that he'd be entering.

Every undecided angel would have a lifespan of maybe 80 years. It all depended on things like injuries and illness which they would no longer have bodies that were perfect.

They'd enter becoming completely susceptible. If Flanagan, Cetera, or Tiel got injured or ill bad enough where it would require complete regeneration, they would die instead.

If they decided to side with God, all they had to do was tell the Overseer of the colony, to then go make their alliance. But because they chose to be undecided, they could not go back to heaven until the allotted time was up. It was just the way it was. Each angel had their own time frame too.

CHAPTER 2

The Colony

 

During the next year was the hardest on them. Tiel devoted all his time learning to become a doctor. Binny Hendrix was the Overseer for the Matrix colony where Tiel, Flanagan, and Cetera were relocated at. Binny Hendrix was also the Doctor there until Tiel was ready to take over.

The colony was named Matrix, after Matrick, the first angel to arrive there. He was Flanagan’s brothel, and once had been part of the Matrix garrison.

The word brothel meant a twin, which meant he looked the same as Flanagan, in features like a twin does, but the only difference was, Flan and Matrix were never born. They were created by God.

But Matrick had strange ideas. He once showed Tiel spells that when used, would open portals into other dimensions. To get to other colonies of undecideds even.

But soon after, during their first year here, Matrick got badly injured. A band of demons came and attacked along with other undecideds who had decided to follow Lucifer, and this was their initiation so to speak.

It was just too much for the small group of angels stationed there, Matrick tried to hold them back, Tiel even set some traps but Matrick ended up getting seriously injured and Tiel just was not a full-fledged doc yet. He was a medic. He and Cetera that is.

Matrick's injuries were just too serious. A demon offered him a fresh start and healing was in the package if he denied himself the Lord to come serve Lucifer. He was promised a big position down in Hell. Matrick caved because of the pain he was in. Tiel had to cut off his leg.

“No Matrick!” he begged.

“My friend. I'm not as strong as you are,” Matrick said as he could hear the main demon in charge, calling his name. Flanagan took his brothel's hand now. “Matrick, you can't do this! Stay here with me, with us. Not them!” he blared.

“Matrick, just give your alliance to God. You'll be taken out of here immediately and treated in a much better place, I promise,” Tiel tried to coax next.

“I can't. I've seen just too much, Flan, Cas.” (Tiel was also known as Castiel, especially here now, which meant: (cast down from heaven) “I just can't side with Him. He was too harsh on our comrades, and too harsh on us who couldn't decide. Look at where He kicked us out to, this is nothing but His dumping ground,” he spoke. He then looked over at the demon. “Ok, I'm ready,” he spoke now.

Castiel and Flanagan watched in sheer terror as Matrick changed right before them. First, they watched the death of Matrick's soul. The light in his eyes went out. Changed into a red.

Matrick knew he had made a TERRIBLE mistake but he had just denounced God and it was too late now. He had died.

Tiel watched Matrick's leg grow back, but it was not like before. It was putrid and it stank something awful. Like decay multiplying decay. Flan even gagged now at the smell.

Matrick then stood.

Matrick struck Tiel hard in the face. The angel fell back unconscious. He now turned to his once brothel, pipsqueak of a con-rad. He smiled, evil. “Matrick is dead. I am now Matrix. I will spare your life, and Castiel's too, for now, since you did try to help me. But when we meet again, my ex-chumps, it will be to the death. You will submit to Lucifer or die,” he said.

They then took all the food and most of the spoils of the camp, then left.

Cetera found Flanagan and they now both helped Tiel to his feet. It was the worst day of Cetera, Flanagan, and Castiel's lives.

CHAPTER 3

The Injury

 

It got really cold. The demons took most of the warm attire and blankets so the angels were not prepared for the oncoming of winter here. Tiel was studying even harder than ever trying to pass all the medical exams that Hendrix had to test him on.

“Man, this medical stuff just gets more complicated,” he said trying not to complain. Binny brought more supplies and warm clothing to the undecided angels. He just was not allowed to bring stuff every month. The whole point was that these angels become uncomfortable enough to see the error of their ways and come crawling, even crying back into the Lord's loving Kingdom, but even angels could get stubborn.

Castiel moaned and groaned. Flanagan just would not budge. He was even more dead set against God now because of their struggles and the loss of his brothel Matrick, who became now the terrible and dreaded Matrix in Hell.

Flanagan caught the flu. They had limited antibiotics here. Binny was due back with more. Castiel tried to make Flan as comfortable as possible and he tried to keep him well-nourished and warm. He was afraid Flanagan was coming down with pneumonia. He put him on an IV. His fever went up to 106.

“I have got to get his temperature down,” Tiel said. Flanagan was talking off his head. It was understandable because of the high fever.

“Cas! I think his heart has stopped!” Cetera barked. Tiel startled out of a deep sleep. He had fallen asleep in the chair close by the bed.

“Oh no you dON'T Flana-GAN!” he hollered. He tossed away the ice packs he had placed upon his comrade's chest and began doing chest compressions as Cetera placed an oxygen filled ambu bag with a mask attached, across Flan's nose and mouth.

He squeezed as Tiel soon restored a heartbeat. After that Flan's fever broke and he began to improve. Tiel was so relieved but exhaustion took him and he passed out cold and slumped to the dirt floor.

“Cas!” Cetera said going over to him. Tiel hadn't been eating too good while Flan was so ill.

When Tiel awoke he was laying on a cot. He got up.

“Oh, hey Cas,” Cetera said happy to see he was finally awake.

“How long was I out?” Tiel asked.

“18 hours,” Cetera said while Tiel checked to see how Flanagan was doing. He was much better. Weak but doing alright.

“Flan, Tiel is not well. He is malnourished and coming down with what you had. We need to go worship the Lord so that we can get back home, or at least back in His favor,” Cetera tried to get Flanagan to see while he sat in a chair watching new fresh snow fall.

“I can't, Cetera,” Flan said. He just could not. He disagreed with all God had allowed. He was so angry.

“Not even for Tiel? He's sacrificed so much to see we all stay together,” Cetera said. He was ready to go worship. Enough of this!

“Tiel understands as I do. He agrees with me. I don't think he could do it any more than I can now, and it is not right to go do such a thing no matter how good the intentions are,” Flanagan spoke.

Tiel slipped and fell down the side of a mountain. He was out looking for firewood. The main cabin got so cold at night now.

“I'm worried about Tiel, he hasn't come back yet,” Cetera told Flanagan and Binny Hendrix. It was starting to grow dark outside.

“Tiel!” Cetera called.

Hendrix had a sick feeling in his gut. “Spirit, direct me to where he is,” Binny Hendrix prayed. His foot then slipped on some loose rocks and he just happened to look below. There lay Castiel at the bottom about 15 feet below. “I found him!” he barked to Cetera now.

He and Cetera carefully made their way down. Binny, once he saw where Tiel lay, went to check to see if he was at least still alive. It was a steep fall Castiel took.

Tiel had a pulse and he was still breathing. Good, he could work with that. He checked his pupils next. Tiel was unconscious so he couldn't tell him where he was hurt. Binny piled the extra blanket over him then, that he had brought.

“I have to move him. I can't let him remain out here in this cold. We need to place him on a stretcher,” Binny said. Cetera raced back to the campsite to get one.

“Tiel has been in a bad accident. He's still alive, so far, but I think it's really bad,” Cetera told Flanagan.

“What happened?” Flanagan asked. He got up off the cot. He was going to go bring Castiel back.

“No, you can't come,” Cetera told him.

“Like hell I can't!” blasted back Flan. Cetera frowned. “You are not strong enough yet. Tiel fell off a cliff,” Cetera told him.

“How does a person just fall off a cliff, Huh Cet? Unless he was pushed!” Flanagan said suspecting demonic activity.

“Hendrix said there was loose gravel. He almost slipped and fell himself. It's how he found where he was at. Castiel obviously hadn't seen it,” Cetera told him. Off he raced then.

Binny started the IV as Cetera placed an oxygen filled bag connected to a mask over Tiel's face and began to squeeze, giving him much needed breathing assistance as they made their way up the cliff.

Once to the camp, with whatever equipment they had Binny began to check for broken bones and internal injuries. Cetera was doing his best to try to keep Castiel from going into shock. His blood pressure was low.

“Is he going to be alright?” barked Flan.

“Just stay out of our way,” Cetera told him. He inserted a tube thing into Tiel's mouth and then rebooked an oxygen mask. But this mask had spiral tubing attached to it. Flanagan saw that the mask was being kept on Tiel's face by some kind of straps connected now to his head. A machine pumped air to his con-rad. What if he died?

He took his hand. “Now Cas, you listen to me! You are going to be alright, you got that?” he blared and squeezed his hand. Hendrix scrubbed up. Tiel was bleeding into his abdomen so he had to go in and try to repair it. The machine kept Tiel breathing.

“Just keep him alive,” Flanagan made clear.

“Flan, we'll do the best we can. We are limited here,” Binny told him.

Tiel was in surgery for almost 2 hours. Worst 2 hours of Flanagan's life. He paced. He sat. He got up and paced again.

Cetera and Binny came out from the room where they had been operating on Tiel. Flan raced up to them. “How is he?” he honked.

“He's alive. That's all I can tell you. It's too soon to know more. He lost a lot of blood. He may not make it,” Cetera told him straight. Flan's face fell.

“Can I see him?” he asked next.

“Best go get some sleep. Tiel is still unconscious and he won't know your there,” Cetera told him.

“Well, I'll know!” Flan snapped.

“Let him go see him,” Hendrix spoke.

When Flanagan went into the room, they had a blanket over Tiel. Up to his chest. He had two IVs. One was for blood. They had Castiel on nasal oxygen now. They also had put him on what antibiotics they had to ward off the flu. Castiel was otherwise very healthy and seemed stronger than Flanagan had been when he got so ill, so Binny was optimistic Tiel would recover with no complications.

“Hey buddy,” Flan said. He sat. “I'm here, Cas,” he told him.

Tiel began to improve but it was slow. He was awake by that next night. But he was still so weak that he just slept a lot. Flan wasn't sure who got more taken out of by this incident, him or Cas. Flan felt like he'd been run over by a bulldozer.

Flanagan awoke from a deep sleep. Someone threw water at him.

“Would you knock that off!”

Flan blinked. His neck was all kinked.

“Man, you snore like an elephant,” Tiel told him. Flanagan just blinked.

“Cas, how you feeling?” Flanagan asked.

“Oh, I'd feel a whole lot better if you and your snoring would get out of my room,” Tiel said. He was in pain and he was CROSS. Flan didn't care. His con-rad looked better. He smiled from ear to ear now. Then he realized he was drenched and that Tiel had thrown a water glass at him.

“Cas, look what you did,” he horned.

“Get out of here!” Castiel roared. So, Flan left. He was never so relived too. Man, that had been too close!

CHAPTER 4

The First Dimension

 

“Flanagan, Cetera, we need to talk, away from the camp. I do not want Binny to hear what I have to say,” Tiel said one day. He had been studying that book of spells that Matricks had given him a while back. A book of spells that could be helpful in opening doorways to other dimensions. Surely there were better places to live than this. He then showed them the book and all what Matricks had told him.

“I don't know, Cas. It sounds dangerous,” came Cetera’s reply. The book made him feel so uneasy.

Flan took it and flipped through the pages now. It all looked like mumbo-jumbo to him. “Can you read this?” he asked Tiel.

“Yes, Matricks showed me how to decode it,” Cas replied. Flan then popped the book shut. “Then that's enough for me. I say, let's go for it,” he told him.

So Tiel got together the things he'd need to cast the spell to open the portal to leave this place for good. Tiel planned never to return.

Tiel had to cut his arm and the arms of Cetera and Flanagan. He needed all their blood to pour in a basin.

Tiel then placed inside the basin, various other things that were written in the spell book. It had an incantation so he began to recite it.

A portal doorway began to open before them. They then all picked up their duffel bags and went through. Binny Hendrix did not make it in time. The Spirit warned him in a dream what Tiel was up to.

“If he persists and opens the portal, he will only find despair and even harder times ahead. I wish that they not be harmed, but they do have free will, these undecideds,” the Spirit told him.

Binny raced to the place the Spirit told him to go, but by the time he got there it was too late. They had gone through.

The Spirit appeared to Hendrix in special Angelic Form now. He went as Haeh Gaah. (Pronounced - Hahya Gawah) in this Form.

“I can send you there but in this dimension the powers of darkness are very strong. Think of it like a cesspool dimension for demons, and lost angels, full of all their demonic corruption. They have abducted humans from Earth even, and brought them here to live out their sick games of living one illusion after another. Unless you are protected, you will get caught up too in the chaos and lose yourself. Tiel, Flanagan, and Cetera may never find each other once they lose their memories. And they will lose them there. It is only a matter of time. You must wear this always and try to locate them. Bring them back here if you can. My love goes with you, My son. Know that if you cannot find them, I know you will give it your best,” Gaah told him.

“Oh, I'll find them,” Binny insisted.

“Do not lose this as this is your only means back to here,” the Holy Ghost told him. Hendrix placed the necklace around his head. This key opened the door back to here. All he had to do was open the locket.

Right off Tiel felt strange. Flanagan and Cetera felt it too. The air was as thick as pea soup full of demonic activity.

“I think we have made a grave error,” Tiel spoke looking around. Soon demons came on the attack so each angel took out their sword. They fought off the group of devils. Tiel being an Arch Angel once, noticed his powers were re-established back to him here, for some reason.

Tiel could fly. Cetera, because he had been an Arch Angel too in training, found that he could bring his wings forth. That made it easier fighting these horrid things. They were as ugly as sin here. Flan could not fly but he could fight and fight he did. Cas and Cetera swooped in and slashed away.

Many times, knowing they should have died when attacked by demons, Tiel was able to heal his two boys. Flanagan had been killed. He had no life signs. But when Tiel touched him, power surged and healed him. He began to breathe again.

Tiel then healed Cetera's deep wounds that he would have soon perished from as well if they still had been in that matrix colony dimension. Tiel then killed over. Cetera, who had some power too, not as strong as Tiel, then healed Cas.

“I am beginning to forget. I am trying to find a spell that we can use to stop this from occurring and reverse its effects but I fear sooner or later, we all will forget everything and get swept away by the disillusions going on all around us. The air here is so full of chaos and confusion. It is just a matter of time till it takes over us as well,” Tiel told his boys.

They were staying at a motel for the night because they all had saved up enough money doing odd jobs and it was to get below zero tonight and for the next week as well.

The place was a run-down junk heap but it had a roof over their heads and heat. Well some anyway. The vent wasn't working properly. Flanagan began to tinker with it.

“Why is this universe this way?” Cetera spoke. Tiel sighed. “It is infested with demonic activity. I believe this is one of their main sects. I talked to this other angel. He is absolutely convinced that God left Heaven and deserted all His Angels, and left them to kind of fend for themselves in a universe full of demons, devils, and all sorts of monsters. We need to come up with alternate names to call ourselves here, to try to stay connected some way. So, I can get the spell mixed up,” Tiel told them.

They decided to go as Castiel Grant, or Castel, as he was also called. Flanagan went as Thomas, and Cetera, Samuel.

Tiel then cast a spell to help ward off the effects of this universe by placing the new identities into a basin. They had to cut their arms and each bleed onto their own identification cards. (Stupid stuff huh)

“Cas, can you just open a portal to get us out of here? We could go back to where we started from. At least we'd remember everything,” Cetera now asked.

“Cetera, I mean, Samuel, I have tried. Nothing works. There is a spell I could use, using my own body as a transportation spell, but it will severely drain me. I might not even survive the transition,” Tiel told them.

“Can you use our bodies too, to help?” Flanagan asked.

“No. Only an Arch Angel, and I once was,” Cas explained.

“But I was an arch angel,” Cetera reminded.

“Sam, you are just not strong enough. I was your commander and chief of our garrison. You were an arch angel in training, to one day soon be given your own garrison to command, the Leviticus. But then Lucifer rebelled and it all went to hell. It must be me. I am willing to sacrifice my own life to save you two. If I get us out of here, and I don't make it, I want you two to immediately give your alliance back to the Lord,” Tiel told them.

Flanagan began to do that old annoying protesting and Tiel was not going to put up with it. “No! If I get you two out of this, you are going back to God! Do I make myself clear!” he roared at them.

“We'll do as you say,” Cetera promised. Flanagan squeezed his shoulder. “You are going to make it Cas, and we 3 will then decide together to make that choice,” he spoke.

Tiel, satisfied with their answers now, began to get the spell ready. He had to use some of his blood and other things that they all had to go collect.

Tiel then began to recite the spell's incantation. A portal then opened. It had a terrible turbulent force. “Hold onto me! Don't let go!” Tiel barked.

CHAPTER 5

Rough Landing

 

 

When they were sucked through, it literally felt like they had entered a machine full of many needles. It hurt! Then they were spewed out.

Flanagan had many fractured ribs. Cetera came next hard and landed right on top of Flan.

“You alright, Sam? “Flan asked using the new name. It began to clear up too, his mind. He didn't feel so fuzzy in the noggin.

“I think I broke my ankle,” Cetera said.

“Cas, if he still has those powers, will be able to heal you,” Flanagan replied. He then looked around. “Speaking of Cas, where is he?”

 

They then began to call around. “Tiel!”

“I will be sending you to help My lost angels. You are not to reveal yourselves. Here are your instructions,” the Lord said handing them a piece of scroll.

“Michael will be joining you shortly, but you will not recognize him in the temporary form he will be using. He will reveal himself when it is time,” the Father reported. They then flew off away from Heaven and into the dimension Tiel, Flanagan, and Cetera had just come out into...

 

“Are you boys alright?” Tiel said coming over to them now. Right away Flanagan felt something was terribly wrong. Tiel did not look good and his nose was bleeding. He then collapsed. They raced over just in time for Cetera to catch hold of him.

“Oh Cas... Cetera, he doesn't look good,” Flanagan said. Tiel lost consciousness then and his nose dripped worse with blood.

“Flan, we have to get him to a hospital!” Cetera honked.

Someone then raced over to them. “Is he ok? Has he been hit by a car?” the man asked.

“Hit by a what?” Flan replied. Yoha, who had been sent by God, then checked Tiel's neck for a pulse. He then got on his cellphone. Cetera just looked at it. Was communications device?

“I need an ambulance,” Yoha said, then told them where he was.

He laid Tiel onto the ground and placed his jacket like a pillow for Tiel's head. He placed his hand upon Tiel's chest and took his vitals. Yoha could feel the life of this angel slipping away.

“The ambulance will be here shortly. Do you know what happened to him?” Yoha now asked. Flan didn't know if he should tell the truth or not. “He just collapsed right in front of us and his nose was bleeding. His ears too,” he said.

“Might be a possible aneurism. I'm a medic. I'll do what I can till help arrives. He's going into shock,” Yoha spoke. Flanagan and Cetera, plus Tiel knew at least what that term meant and that Tiel could die.

Soon within 5 more minutes the ambulance pulled up. Yoha showed his identification then to the driver, that stated he was a medic and could help in treating Tiel.

“Great, my other partner had to go home sick so I was solo today,” the other medic who came from the back of the medivac spoke.

He bent down to the patient. “What's his name?” he asked. Yoha looked to Cetera and Flanagan.

“Oh, his name is Castiel,” Cetera said. The medic began to shake on Cas now. “Castiel, I'm Frampton Peters. Can you hear me? Cas?” he spoke.

“I got no response from him while waiting. If anything, his condition is worsening,” Yoha told him.

“Do you know what's happened to him?” the paramedic asked next.

“It might be a brain aneurism,” spoke Yoha. That did not sound good to Cetera.

The paramedic began a thorough check of Tiel now. “Pulse is very weak. I can barely get a BP,” the medic spoke after taking his blood pressure. Yoha was already in the process of starting Tiel on a central line.

“Good. I need to find out his blood type,” the medic spoke. But Yoha knew Tiel's blood was a tad bit different than the natives of this planet. Once he got into the back of the medivac with Tiel, he planned to draw some of his blood himself.

Just then Flanagan noticed that Tiel stopped breathing. “Cas?” he horned. “Hey, he's stopped breathing! Do something!”

“It'll be OK, sir. I'm already on it. I'm preparing to put a breathing tube down his throat, so try not to panic,” the medic said. He then got an airway tube ready to insert.

Yoha saw that Flanagan looked so scared. “Hey, it's alright. We'll take good care of him. I promise. You two just relax and let us do all the work now, alright,” he said.

The medic established the airway and hooked up an ambu bag. Yoha began to squeeze on the bag as they lifted Tiel up and placed him onto a stretcher. Flanagan felt like he could throw up, or pass out. Whichever came first. Seeing his commanding con-rad like this. The concept that Tiel could be dead real soon really began to hit him.

While Tiel was being rushed to the hospital, Yoha gave him the much-needed blood. He acted like he'd found the bag with his type of blood but Yoha had really gotten it from God Himself. It had appeared in the container which had the cold plasma bags kept. Yoha also gave Tiel some medication through his IV tubing to help stop the bleeder.

Yoha had to help Flanagan. He had to place his head between his legs. He was feeling mighty woozy.

Tiel was soon rushed into an emergency room in the big citadel city on a planet known as Vegros.

Another Angel was waiting there. Cyrus Azeekiel Hiracia. He was the attending doctor at the time. He knew Tiel was on the way. He was ordered by the Throne to do whatever he could to keep the undecided angel alive. Tiel had given up a lot to keep his comrades safe. God was not giving up on him. Not by a long shot.

Tiel was placed on a vent. The bleeder was too deep inside his brain to be able to surgically fix but the injection that Yoha had given seemed to help stop the bleeding. It was beginning to clot. But Tiel had lost too much blood and because of the transporting himself and his two comrades physically here to this dimension, it severely weakened him. Tiel had slipped into a coma.

Cyrus did all that he could around the clock to help keep the angel alive. But he also sensed that the transporting spell did not take and they would be sucked right back to the dimension of chaos. He wasn't sure what would happen. If Tiel would be strong enough even to take the abrupt trip back.

He knew Cetera and Flanagan should be fine. But Tiel needed longer to heal than the time allotted them. The substance or should I say the residue left by this transaction was in their cells, from the last dimension, too strong, and Cyrus wasn't sure he could find a way to dissolve it out of their bodies. Cyrus got real busy trying to find a solution to this problem. No way was he going to let this kill Tiel.

By that next day Tiel was still on the vent. He looked so pale. Flanagan was scared they would lose him. Cyrus didn't want to have to tell them the truth but knew he and Yoha had to. So, they sat the boys down and told them who they really were. Flanagan broke down.

“I knew only God could help him. Tiel has such a good heart,” Flan sobbed.

“So, where do we go from here? We sure don't want to return to that dimension where we'll all lose our memories and identities,” Cetera spoke.

“Well, I'll tell you what has to be done. You two Angels go tell God He has to fix this. On our terms, not His,” Flan outburst. He watched the machine breathe continuously for his best friend.

Cyrus took Flan's hand. “God understands how you feel, son. Just trust Him. Go to the chapel and acknowledge that He's the Lord. Tiel can't right now being in the coma, but he sure would be relieved if you two did,” Cyrus told him.

That only made the anger come out of Flanagan again. Cetera was afraid it would. Flan was STUBBORN. Even at the cost of Tiel, he felt Flan just would not budge.

“No sir! You can tell God where to go stuff it, if He lets Cas....” Flan bellowed and he then couldn't say more. He began to sob again. Cetera sighed.

Cyrus got busy in the lab with the 3 blood samples from Tiel, Flanagan, and Cetera, to try to find a way to neutralize the residue that was encoding all their cells and quite frankly, pull the 3 undecided angels back into the chaotic dimension.

Cyrus found a special crystal. He used a device to track down anything that would react to the residue in the 3 angels' blood. He had found the crystal in the lab. It would work.

All he had to do was create a necklace with it and it would block the residue signals and keep the portal from opening, that would suck them back through. But the crystal wasn't big enough so it would only be strong enough for one angel.

Of course, it was anonymous. Tiel was given the necklace. Flan placed it around his neck. He took his hand. “You have to stay here, buddy. You'll be fine. This is a nice world, Cas. You'll be able to get a doctor's job. This is a real nice hospital. You'll save many lives,” Flanagan then began to cry. Cetera sighed.

“Are you ready?” Flan asked Cetera, impatient. The clock was ticking down and soon the portal would reopen and force them back into chaos.

“Yeah, just a minute,” Cetera replied. He then went and hugged onto Tiel. He was still in a coma breathing with only the ventilator. “I'm going to miss you, Tiel... You have a good life here and trust God, OK,” he said.

“Hurry up Sammy!” Flan said referring to their new identity. The portal opened and they were then just gone.

CHAPTER 6

Amistis Star and The Seaside Hotel

 

Michael went into the intensive care unit where Tiel was. It broke Michael's heart seeing this once strong and vibrant Arch Angel now reduced to this.

Michael took his hand. “Hey Ti. I don't know if you can hear me or not, being in this coma, but we're all rooting for you back in Heaven.” Michael then sat. He sighed. The vent whooshed on and on. Cyrus then came in. “Thanks for the help Michael, we were running out of time and I knew he would not survive being ripped away from this dimension in his present condition. He almost didn't survive coming here,” he told him.

Michael now stood. He had been the one who placed the crystal in the lab for Cyrus to find. It was the only thing now keeping Tiel from being transported back to the dimension of chaos. If he wore the necklace he was safe.

“How are Flan and Cetera? Do you know if they made it alright?” Cyrus asked.

“They made it. But they won't have long until the chaos of the illusion takes them. At least Tiel is safe from that place but if he ever loses this, it will take him back too,” Michael said and took hold of the crystal connected to Tiel's necklace, into his hand. “Make sure he is told of this when he awakens,” Michael said then left.

It was about a day later. Tiel just woke up. He still had enough regenerative power left from the chaotic universe that the residue left in his body began to regenerate his cells. He sat up. He pulled the airway tube that was still lodged down his throat. He just looked at it now and at the IVs hanging close by. One still was giving him blood.

Tiel was confused. He then took out his IVs and unhooked the heart monitor tabs still taped to his chest. What had happened? Where was he? “Sam?” he called. Who was that? He couldn't recall. He then got up. He made his way to the closet and found his clothes, so he put them on and then he left the hospital.

Nurses rushed by him on their way to his room because of the sudden flat line they got. They didn't recognize it was him who had walked past them. When they entered the room, the patient wasn't there.

Tiel walked for what seemed like days. He was in a daze. Who was he? If only he could remember...

“Tiel is gone,” Yoha informed Cyrus.

“What do you mean by that? He's in intensive care still, in a coma,” Cyrus blared. So Yoha took him there. Sure enough, Tiel was missing and so were his clothes.

'How can this be. He was in a coma, on life support,” Cyrus honked. But then he had a theory. “You don't suppose he regenerated, do you? The residue from that other dimension. From what I read from their tests, Tiel and Cetera had the ability to heal and they almost had their full-fledged powers back of Heaven that they once had, and it all is connected to that universe. I'd sure like to go there and study it. If I ever found a safe way to get there and take samples I would,” Cyrus spoke...

Tiel walked till he could not any longer and fatigue overtook him. He staggered to the side of the road where some green grass and hills lay and just killed over there. He was fast asleep. He still wasn't quite recovered. No, not by a long shot.

 

When Tiel awoke that next day, hunger took him back to the road. He was still very weakened and he needed food and water. On he walked...

 

 

My name is AAyaelees Amistis Star. I live at the Seaside Hotel. I am in my 20s and that's all you need to know about me. I was walking around the outside of the beautiful hotel picking some roses when I saw a man walking up the road. He looked pale. I went over to him to see if I could be of assistance. “Sir, are you alright?” I asked him.

 

“Miss?” he addressed me. I was very pretty he noticed. I had very unusual strawberry blond hair. It was long and wavy. I looked like an angel. Then it hit him. Wasn't he an Angel of some sort?

 

“I'm Amistis Star. You can call me AAyael, short for my first name which is AAyaelees,” I said and smiled. But it all went over his head. He felt so light headed and he was sure he had a fever. I noticed how handsome he was. He just looked at me. Then his eyes rolled back and he began to slump so I went forward to catch him. “Some help here!” I hollered. But hardly anyone was around.

 

“Oh sir? Are you OK? Sir?” I barked trying to hold him up.

 

“I-I haven't eaten in q-quite some time...T-too weak,” he told me. I wrapped my arms around his waist trying my hardest to keep him up. He began to breathe fast. Maybe he was having a blood sugar attack. I knew how that was. I had low blood sugar myself and I could sure sympathize. “HeLP! HELP!” I cried. Two gardeners then rushed over to me and helped get him inside.

 

I decided to put him in one of the rooms. We were never that busy this time of year and I was sure Ycantohgs (Pronounced CHAN-TOEGS) wouldn't mind me helping someone in need.

 

Tiel was laid on the bed. I took his shoes off. He appeared to be sound asleep. I placed a blanket over him and a cold cloth over his fevered forehead and just left him alone.

 

Later when I thought maybe he'd appreciate some food, after about 2 hours, I brought up a tray. He was still out cold on the bed. I undid the lid. It was chicken and wild rice. “Sir, some food,” I said and gently shook him. His eyes popped open and he sat up. He just looked at me. Man, did he ever have piercing, dark blue eyes.

 

“Sir, some food and water,” I spoke. He looked at me puzzled. “Oh, thank you, “he finally spoke, then he went right away to eating. He wanted to just scarf it all down but I was still there watching him.

 

“I'm sorry Miss. What did you say your name was again?” he asked me and piled more into his mouth. He then took a sip of water. I smiled. “I'm AAyaelees, so just call me that,” I said not wanting to go into the long drag about my name again. It was a loo-loo.

 

He leaned over to me and whispered, “are you like me? Undecided?”

 

I just looked at him. He was sure I had to be, with my looks and all. It just made sense. I looked the type.

 

“Undecided? Undecided about what?” I asked.

 

“Are you an undecided angel?” he asked quietly. He added, “I just remember that I am too.” He then gave me a wink. I didn't know how to respond. I really did not have any idea what he meant by that. I smiled. He saw I had no idea what he had said. He cleared his throat. “Pardon me, my mistake,” he said and finished up his meal.

 

He thought I must think him a nut by now. It was all starting to come back to him. He wondered then if maybe I had seen his boys. “Have you seen two who look like men, you know, like me, well sort of. One is the same height as me. He goes by the name of Flanagan, or Thomas. The other is tall. Handsome. He goes by the name of Cetera, or he might be going as Samuel,” he asked, then just blared out, ”or Sam.” I kind of jumped.

 

”Have they checked into here by any chance?” Tiel then asked me.

 

“I don't know but I can check for you at the front desk,” I spoke. Tiel smiled. He felt renewed of strength. He got up and took my hand. “Thank you so much for your kindness, Miss ...Ael. Is it Miss or Mrs..?” he now asked. I was probably married.

 

“No. It's just Miss,” I replied. I hoped he wasn't taken.

 

“Well, Miss Ael,” he spoke not quite getting my name right yet.

 

“It's AAyaelees actually,” I corrected.

 

“Such an unusual name. It's quite beautiful. My kind can have such as that too so it is why I thought you might be... Well. I am....” he trailed off and decided not to reveal any more to me. It was apparent I was human. That he could sense now after he took my hand.

 

“I am Grant, I also go as Castiel,” he then introduced using his alias name and not his real one.

 

Man, my heart was skipping, he was so good looking. I had trouble concentrating. “Nice to meet you, Grant,” I spoke and smiled. I had such pretty eyes. A guy could get lost in those pools.

 

“Are you a native to...” he said then paused. “I hate to sound stupid but can you tell me where I am?” he asked me.

 

“Oh, the Seaside Hotel,” I responded.

 

“No, I mean where am I, what planet?” he asked next. I looked at him so puzzled. He swallowed. He knew he had to be careful how he worded this. Maybe he ought to just tell me the truth. He decided not to then.

 

“Grant, are you sure you are feeling alright? You have had a fever when you came to me. Have you been ill?” I asked. He decided that was the perfect excuse.

 

“Yes. As a matter of fact, I came to this dimension from a different one,” he began because he sensed I wasn't even from this universe either.

 

“To get here with Thomas and Samuel, it greatly weakened me. My species I mean have these abilities. It left me in a coma and I have lost my memories, temporarily,” he told me. Now I understood why he acted so weird. He was still kind of out of it still. I felt for him.

 

“You will need to stay here while you are examined by a doctor. Ycantohgs, the owner of this establishment has an M.D. Degree. I'll have him come examine you,” I spoke and got up from the chair.

 

“I'm fine. I assure you, that won't be necessary. If I could just check to see if my two buddies are here and perhaps spend one night and get cleaned up, I could repay by doing odd chores,” he told me. Oh, of course with those blue eyes of his, I'd agree to anything he said but still I knew Ycantohgs probably should be told. But I said instead, “that's fine. Are you up to coming with me to check?” I asked.

 

“Of course, and thank you,” he replied.

 

So, we went to the lobby. Ycantohgs wasn't at the desk. I was glad. He was a mean little guy at times. Ycantohgs wasn't human. He was only about 5 apples tall. He looked like a dream gone terribly wrong but I loved the little guy. Knives and all. He could be kind of scary at times.

 

Yans was on one of the phones. Yans too was small like Ycantohgs. He had purple, long hair, braided in the back. Someone obviously was yelling at him from the other end of the phone. I could tell by the way he was scrunching up his little face.

 

These little guys had genie type powers and could walk in the air by means of a gravitational belt. I guessed it was a dissatisfied customer.

 

“Ouch!” Yans out cried. He was trying to be nice but the man on the other end of the receiver was being far from civil.

 

“Just hang up, Yans,” I said. He pulled the phone away from his ear. I could hear the yelling now as well. Tiel frowned as he too could pick up a screaming voice from the other end.

 

“I can't do that. It would be rude,” Yans whispered to me.

 

“Oh, well I can,” I said and took the phone from Yans.

 

“Oh no,” he said. I then spoke, “call back when you can talk like a normal man and not some ape!” I then hung up.

 

I then took Grant over to the computer and typed in the first name. “” No. No one by that name has registered here,” I said. Grant then told me the second name. So, I typed it in. Nope. Nothing showed up. Grant looked discouraged now.

 

“Why would they just take off and leave me at the hospital?” he said but hadn't realized he'd spoken out loud. Maybe he ought to go back there. “I guess I have to get back to that hospital and see if I can't get some answers,” he told me.

 

“Well, at least stay here for the night and get rested up. I'll check around and see if I can't get someone to drive us,” I said.

 

“Us?” Grant chirped.

 

“I bet you have no idea where you came from if you had no idea where you were,” I told him. That made sense.

 

“Yeah. I'm afraid I just walked off,” he admitted to me.

 

“Wait. What do you mean you just walked off?” I asked. Yans was looking from face to face. “Who is this?” he asked.

 

“I'll tell you later,” came my reply.

 

Grant sighed. “I woke up in a hospital room. I had tubes so I pulled them all out, got up, got my clothes, and walked away. I was confused and hadn't remembered who I was,” he told me. The look on his face said it all. He seemed so troubled. I squeezed his hand. “Maybe they are still there then,” I said.

 

“Oh, I sure hope so, AAyael,” came his reply.

 

“Don't worry, we'll find them,” I said.

 

Grant went back up to the hotel room I assigned him. I went to get some more towels for him and an extra pillow if he'd need it.

 

Grant took his shirt off once he went into the bathroom. That was when he noticed the necklace around his head with a weird shaped white crystal. “What is this?” he honked. He knew he had not worn such a thing before. Or had he?

 

He was taking it off when a wind began to gather. Then a portal opened. The suction was very great. He grabbed onto the sink. I then came into the bathroom with the towels after placing the pillow on the bed and I just happened to be there when the portal opened. It was in the process of sucking Grant into its bosom.

 

“AAyaelees! I can't pull away from it!” he tried to say. “Get out of here!” he yelled further but I had grabbed hold of him to try to keep the portal from pulling him in, but it ended up pulling us both in.

CHAPTER 7

Returned to Chaos

 

 

I screamed. That's all I could do. The force was so bad. Tiel tried to get a good grip on me but I got let go somehow. “AAyael!” he roared.

This time the portal didn't harm him like before, it just sucked him back like it had Flan and Cetera. He went flying in a bush. But when I came flying out I hit my head on a rock. Lights out.

Tiel regained his senses, then saw me laying there. Blood was trickling near my head. “Oh, AAyaelees. No!” he barked and came racing over to me. He saw my head was bashed and my neck was broken. I was very dead.

He felt beyond bad for getting this poor kind woman killed. Then he remembered that if he was in fact, back here in the chaotic dimension, he should have full use of his angelic powers again like before and he could heal me!

He took my head into his hands and power flowed from him. His wings sprang forth and power surged all through me.

“You are being revived. You must go back,” a Form told me then I re-entered my body. My crushed skull and broken neck were fixed. Tiel saw me begin to breathe. “AAyael,” he called. My eyes fluttered like I would awaken. I saw Grant, only he was shining and he had wings! Was he like he said, an Angel? I knew then he was in fact an Angel of God!

“Grant,” I spoke. Then I fell into unconsciousness. Tiel couldn't understand it. I should be fully healed. “AAyaelees?” he called to me. He saw I was not waking up. He then checked for other injuries.

There must be and he had missed it somehow. He sensed then something was terribly wrong with my DNA. On a subatomic level, too.

Somehow, I was damaged even beyond what he could repair. He knew that in time I should recover from my recent injuries but he needed to get me to a place of shelter.

He picked me up and carried me. He was afraid to try to disappear and reappear with whatever disease I had, it might damage me even more.

He soon came to a motel. He laid me behind a bush. All he had was his unbuttoned shirt on. He wanted to use his jacket to lay my head on but it was still at the other nicer dimension.

He squinted looking around and noticed clothes hanging in a yard that had no fence, so he went over to retrieve a coat and tie. He also found someone's billfold laying on the ground by the clothes line. “Oh, forgive me Lord but I need the cash,” he spoke to the air. He then stuffed the bills inside his pants pocket.

He then got a room.

After being given the key, he went and carried me inside. He laid me on the bed and made sure I was still breathing. I was but it was shallow. I hadn't healed like he would have liked.

Already he could feel this warped universe's dark magic begin to pick away at his brain. Covering over his memories like a fog, and wanting to replace them with a bunch of false memories and images.

He sensed my head was still fractured, slightly. “She needs oxygen,” he blared. He then disappeared and flew with lightning speed using his wings and got what he needed at a nearby hospital to treat me with.

He was a doctor himself in fact, so he knew how to treat a skull fracture. He brought an ambu bag, airway tube, and instrument to insert it, just in case. He didn't want to be without a means if I stopped breathing because of the head injury swelling, it was very possible I could.

He looked for a portable vent next and found one. A nurse saw a man place items on a gurney and just disappear. She blinked and blinked.

 

Tiel, as soon as he appeared at the motel room, started me on an IV. “What has happened to you to damage your DNA like that?” he said. But I was still unconscious.

He next put me on some nasal oxygen. He took my pulse. He sat back now shaking his head. “I don't know how long until this fog takes over. I have got to try to find a way back to your dimension and find my boys. Funny... That necklace I was wearing. It must have been given to me to anchor me to that universe so I wouldn't end right back up here. And here I am stuck,” he said more to himself than to me.

 

I was in that dreamy state. But it was my spirit that Tiel was speaking to now... “AAyaelees, I didn't exactly tell you the truth,” I heard. In my dream, I was standing in the motel room and looking down at my body. Grant stood there by the window but he was transfixed. All white and shining and he had wings.

“Who are you?” I asked.

“I am Castiel. I was an Angel of the Lord, but because of the great rebellion that took place in Heaven, I couldn't decide to follow God anymore. So, I and others like me, undecideds we are called, had to go live on colonies. My boys, Flanagan and Cetera, they were part of my garrison, the Matrix. Cetera was in training to become an arch angel like me, before the rebellion occurred with Lucifer,” the Angel told me.

I looked at him with wide eyes. I then looked at myself lying on the bed. Tiel looked at her, I mean me too now and he looked worried. He then looked up at me. “You have something very wrong with your DNA and I could not heal it,” he told me.

“Oh, I was tormented by my father, Zartharyos. He is a very mean and crazy man. Mostly made of a machine now. You ever hear of Darth Vader of the movie Star Wars? Well Vader doesn't light a candle to my pop. Maybe someone on earth had a vision of my father or was from my dimension and returned to earth and wrote the Star Wars movies,” I told him.

Tiel looked at me puzzled. “But I thought you were from that universe we just got sucked out from.”

“I was actually born on Earth but I am originally from there,” I told him. Tiel then sensed the air around us.

“This is not the original Earth. This is but one of dozens of paralleled dimensions. This place is full of lies, and soon I will become susceptible to them, as well as you, if I do not get you back to where you belong,” he told me. He then knew my spirit was sleeping now.

The swelling got worse in the night. Tiel was afraid of this. I began to struggle to breathe. Tiel used his power to try to get me to breathe again and to reduce the swelling, and it worked at first, but as the swelling got worse again his power got drained and he could not heal my brain.

The rift back here had weakened him because he hadn't his full strength to begin with yet. He was so tired but if he fell asleep now he knew I was a goner.

He went to splash cold water onto his face and he also began to drink some black coffee he found at the office, as he looked for a pop machine.

The caffeine helped a lot. But he knew sooner or later he would have to crash to fully regenerate. He placed the ambu bag over my nose and mouth and squeezed now. “Come on girl,” he said. Exhaustion was settling in. He passed out and fell to the floor.

He was faintly aware of a portal opening and 3 Angels of God came in. He was too weak to raise his head. “H-help her,” he begged. Yoha bent down to Tiel. “We will, my friend, but you need to sleep now,” he said and touched Tiel on the forehead. He was out like a light.

As Tiel lay on the floor slightly snoring, Cyrus, Yoha, and Michael tended to my needs.

Michael covered the zonked-out angel with a blanket. I was vaguely aware of these 3 and what had happened to Tiel, in my spirit.

“Tiel will be alright and so will you, but you do have a hard road ahead of you, Amistis,” Michael told me. I was in that dreamy state again as Michael told me to just rest as they took full care of me.

During this time in my life I had not met Michael yet, but I would in the future.

Yoha drained the fracture so that the pressure would run off. Cyrus had inserted an airway and was squeezing on the ambu bag attached to my airway as Yoha and Michael got the fracture drained. I was breathing on my own now so the airway was removed.

When Tiel awoke he was laying on the floor. “Oh no!” he outburst and sprang to his feet. His heart pounded and he was so prepared to find me dead, probably for hours now, but there I lay very much alive and breathing on my own. He could hardly believe it!

Then he recalled the 3 Angels who had come in. He had been out of it but wasn't one of them Michael himself?

“They must have helped her,” he said. He couldn't understand why they hadn't just taken me back to that other dimension. “Why leave her here!” he hollered. That made him mad. He stood. “She is not my responsibility! I have to find my boys!” he yelled.

I stretched and smiled as I woke up. There sat Tiel on the other bed, on top a pillow at the head with his legs crossed just looking at me. It had been several days. I no longer had oxygen or an IV. I was pretty much all healed up, my head injury I mean. Tiel did not look happy. He was beginning to forget. “Who are you?” he asked me.

Michael had paid for up to a week here at this motel and had food daily delivered. I finally woke up but Tiel was pretty much long gone now upstairs if you know what I mean. He was convinced that he was an angel from heaven and that God was not there. That God had left them with no explanation.

Tiel had not met up with Flanagan or Cetera before his true memories of them started to fade, but they too were in their own world here, living and believing the terrible lies.

They believed that they had been born here and were humans that grew up. They lived the lie and false memories that they had lived next door to each other while growing up and were the best of buds. That they went and did detective work for an agency a lot like the X-Files.

Castiel sighed. He shook his head. “AAyael, I don't have much time. This dimension is beginning to affect my mind. Soon I will forget who you are and where I am originally from,” he told me.

I sat up. “Where are you from, Ti?” I asked him. He looked at me like I was an alien.

“I am an Angel of the Lord,” he finally said. Was that the truth or the fantasy he was now living?

He seemed to snap out of it for a moment again. “Why are you not affected?” he barked. I took his hands and sat next to him and looked into his beautiful face. “I belong to the Lord, He is protecting me,” I said. But Tiel was gone again. “You are not His,” he surprised me by saying and he looked at me with murder on his mind.

 

CHAPTER 8

Misled

 

 

 

Tiel now believed the illusion that I was once an angel of Heaven but that I rebelled and was wanted by all the garrisons. To kill me if found.

“AAyael,” he spoke and grabbed my arm. “You will not elude us again.”

I tried to pull away but he had a firm grip. He placed his hands around my head and I could feel power rush.

“You are damaged. I will put you out of your pathetic misery. For you must die,” he shocked me by saying. I felt his power begin to cause my heart to skip. “Stop it!” I howled and kicked him in the gut with my foot. He was outraged by now and determined to end my life.

“Do not resist. I will make this painless and show you mercy,” he told me. I felt my throat closing.

“Get your hands off me in Jesus' Name!” I hollered and slapped him hard, getting my left hand free. He seemed to wreath in pain by the name of the One who redeemed me.

He then seemed to snap out of it long enough to tell me to run. That he didn't know how long he could hold back the terrible illusion that wanted to claim his whole mind.

“Take this. It may be able to get you back to your universe somehow. I had it around my neck. It seemed to keep me secured there. I didn't know and when I removed it, was when I got zapped right back here,” he told me placing the necklace with the crystal attached to it, into my hands now. “But you must wear it,” he said.

“Look up Thomas Flanagan and Samuel Cetera. Maybe we'll both get lucky and find them here,” he told me.

I then left the motel room. Where was I even to start looking?

Tiel was furious that the angels hadn't rescued me from this horrible place. It just made his heart turn more against God.

 

During the next several months Tiel did in fact, meet up with his boys but they all thought they were someone else and did not recall each other. All their previous memories were gone now.

 

I cried and cried as it rained hard. I had nowhere and I was all alone here. How could Tiel do this to me? I knew it was not his fault about this universe fogging up his noggin but to try to kill me thinking me some rogue angel..

 

Tiel was dead set on finding AAyaelees. She had to be put down. She was the enemy of the Lord. With sword in hand he was zeroing in.

He found me in an old abandoned warehouse. “Cas, she's just a kid,” Thomas spoke. Here they only knew him as the Angel of the Lord, Castiel.

“Don't let that innocent face fool ya. She is powerful and dangerous. She must be stopped at all costs,” he told him and Sam.

He had been ordered to do so by another Arch Angel in Heaven (Who was only an undecided caught up in all the lies as well).

“Please, help me. You all don't understand,” I begged. I felt faint. Cetera even though he was going by a different name now. and even though he did not know he was an Angel anymore, still sensed how ill this woman was. “Cas, she has a high fever. An angel would not be sick like this,” he told him.

“Careful. She is trying to trick you,” Castiel replied. They all 3 believed they were the good guys going up against evil. All kinds of evil.

“Cas, wait,” Cetera said as he approached me with his sword.

“Tiel, please, you do not remember. Try... The Seaside Hotel where we met. You were injured. You were looking for these two,” I said and said. He stopped. He looked puzzled now. A flash of memory found its way to the top. “AAyael?” he spoke.

“We got sucked into this terrible place. You were looking for your boys, these two,” I reminded. Tiel now looked at Thomas and Samuel, but here they went as other names, but we will just keep them as Thomas and Samuel when addressing them so as not to make it more confusing than it is.

“What is she talking about?” Thomas blared. Cetera began to recall something. “Wait, yes, we were with Tiel. He was injured badly. He was in intensive care. We were not sure he would make it,” Cetera began saying.

A demon wanted me dead. It began to roar inside Tiel's skull. Others used their magical spells to thicken the chaos around the 3 angels.

“No! No! No! She is deceiving us! No more stalling. She has to die, now!” Castiel bellowed, then came at me. He flashed his sword type knife and its blade knocked against the crystal and an energy charged out forth from it. It somehow activated it now and the residue from the other dimension inside of me.

A wind began to blow which should not be so in a warehouse tightly shut with no breezes. What was occurring was, I could not stay in this dimension any longer with the crystal activated now by Tiel's sword.

It was the metal in the sword that did it. What happened to Cas, Flan, and Cet, when they had been in the other universe, was what was happening to me now.

Tiel lunged at me then with his knife. I wasn't fast enough to get out of the way and he stabbed me.

I was so hurt in my heart that Tiel could do such a thing. Even though he lost his marbles so to speak here in this awful universe, he still should not have wanted to kill me.

No, not deep inside and that should have prevented this that had happened. I looked at him. He did look sorry for a moment. “I'm sorry, girl,” he told me, softly. It was like he remembered something, but only for a second.

Anger filled up his face again and a satisfaction for finally knifing me. Then a portal opened and I got sucked through it before he could confirm I was dead.

“No, you don't!” Tiel roared running toward the portal that had zapped me inside. But it closed as he flung himself to try to get to where I had gone. I must have used a spell to open a doorway. Tiel ended up landing hard onto the pavement inside the building. Boy, was he ever mad that I got away...

 

 

As soon as I ended back up at the Seaside Hotel I cried out for help. I was back inside that hotel room I let Tiel use.

“Help me!” I cried as I came out into the hall. Yoha, who was waiting and ready for me to arrive, then rushed down the ladder he was using to change a light bulb. He ran over to me.

He called an ambulance. “You’re going to be alright honey. Just stay still,” he said and placed a towel down over the wound in my chest. He pressed down hard so I wouldn't bleed out any more. Luckily Tiel had missed any major organs or I'd be dead. Again.

I was loaded up in the ambulance. I had been missing for over a week. “Oh man, what happened to you sweet heart?” Ycantohgs blared after he was told I was found and was stabbed.

I was loaded up in the ambulance. Yoha got into the back and started an IV. Ycantohgs went to give his aide. “I thought you were a maintenance man?” he questioned him.

“I am, part-time, on the side. I do odd jobs,” Yoha told him. I wondered before I lost consciousness if he was an Angel. He looked awfully familiar.

 

After arriving at the hospital Cyrus rushed over. He was assigned to take my case.

“Stab wound,” Yoha spoke. But Cyrus already knew it all and that it had been Tiel who had stabbed me.

“You’re going to be alright. I'm going to put you to sleep and fix your chest,” he told me. He was so kind. I remembered him from the hotel room, or was that a dream?

He then knocked me out with some medication he gave through my IV. He intubated me as soon as I was placed in the OR at the Trauma Center.

The last thing I heard before knocking clear out was,” forgive Tiel, AAyael. He wasn't aware of what he was doing...”

CHAPTER 9 No Place but To Roam

No Place but To Roam

 

 

Tiel picked up the crystal necklace that AAyaelees had dropped after she escaped away from him down some portal chute.

“I have to go after her and see that the job is finished,” he spoke. I have to study this and see if I can't retrieve the same spacial worm hole she used,” he told Thomas and Samuel.

Just then, Tiel's supervisor appeared. “Tiel, we need to talk,” Sidneed Michaels spoke. He was the one who had ordered Castiel to kill AAyaelees. It was really a demon who had ordered Sidney, only he hadn't known that because he was an undecided angel in the dark here just as Tiel, Thomas, and Samuel were.

Tiel knew he was in BIG trouble for letting the rogue angel AAyaelees escape.

“She outsmarted me, I'm afraid, sir,” Castiel spoke.

“Tell me how it happened,” came Sidneed's reply. Tiel then showed him the crystal.

“We could use this to re-track her steps. I'll help get the materials needed to cast the spell. Don't worry, we'll find her,” he said. He was then gone.

He reappeared soon after and got busy getting the spell ready. He and Tiel had to use their blood to activate the spell.

“We'll go too,” Thomas told Tiel.

“No Thomas. You and Sam are not angels. Only angels can go through the portal safely,” Cas replied.

When Tiel and Sidneed went through the portal they didn't exactly arrive to the dimension AAyaelees was at.

But their minds began to clear at once. “Tiel?” Sidneed spoke. Tiel just looked at him. “Sidnee?”

Then Tiel remembered everything, all the horrible things that had happened back at that last dimension. “I have to go back and bring Flanagan and Cetera!” he barked.

Before Sidneed could protest, Tiel was gone retrieving all the things he'd need to reopen the portal.

“Wait! Tiel! It's too dangerous for an Angel to travel the dimensional portals without devices!” his con-rad protested.

Tiel then remembered what had happened the last time he had done this. He almost was too weak and hardly recovered. If he had been at his old colony he would not have survived. But somehow, he had regenerated.

“Oh no! I stabbed AAyael!” Tiel recalled. He then moaned loudly. He sat on the ground and covered his head with his hands. He was so ashamed!

Sidneed bent down to him. “Maybe she survived? It was why we came here to begin with. You were sure she had,” he reassured him.

“But Sidnee, she isn't well and I may have killed her!” Tiel bellowed.

“First things first, we'll get back Flan and Cetera, here where they will be safe from that place,” Sidneed spoke.

“How? With what?” blared Tiel.

“You still have that crystal?” Sidneed then asked. Tiel had put it into his coat packet. He handed it to his con-rad.

“What happened to you Sid? Back at the Matrix,” Tiel had to ask. Sidneed had been in charge the first 6 months they had arrived at the colony, but then he had disappeared and Matricks, Flan's brothel, had turned bad.

“Matricks discovered ways to travel the dimensions,” Sidneed told him.

“Yeah. I had his spell book. I left it back with Flan and Cetera,” Tiel said. He could just kick himself.

“I don't need it. I memorized the coordinates but I need to use a device to safely get back there. This crystal can help magnify the residue from the last dimension where Flan and Cet are,” Sidneed explained.

Sidneed needed to find a power plant that used a nuclear reactor. This planet or where ever they were, seemed to be another alternative Earth. There should be power plants here. So, they began to scope out the land and try to find one.

 

It took 2 years. Tiel got a job as a doctor and Sidneed, a scientist. He constructed a doorway and a body suit where the suit would absorb all the power not the angel's body, like the last time that happened to Tiel and he almost died.

Tiel went through the device first. He was anxious to find Flanagan and Cetera. The body armor would also protect him from the chaos around him from getting into his head again tricking him.

“Your what? Who?” Thomas said after Tiel went to him.

“Ok Cas, let me get this straight. We're not humans. We are Angels like you? Is that correct?” Sam replied making sure he had heard right. Thomas looked at Sam and rolled his fingers over his head in the gesture meaning Castiel had lost his marbles.

“That portal traveling must have messed him all up, upstairs,” he whispered to Samuel.

“No, I'm actually sane again, finally,” Tiel blared. Sam crept up behind him and hit Cas over the head with a frying pan. Tiel now lay knocked out at his feet.

“Sorry buddy but your absolute nuts right now,” Thomas spoke looking down at his poor unconscious angelic friend.

“Help me get him to the bed,” he then said. Each took hold and holstered Tiel up on top of one of the beds in the hotel room they were staying in during an assignment.

“Ok bud, what do we do now?” Sam asked.

“I don't know? Ask for an angelic head shrink?” Thomas replied.

 

An hour later Tiel began to come to. “Why'd you hit me?” he asked. Samuel felt sorry for him. Thomas sat by him now on the bed. “Because Cas, you’re talking off your rocker. You need help. Those portals have scrambled your brains, and what's with the get up your wearing? Are you Castiel, Super Caper, Avenging Angel?” Thomas asked. Sam was trying not to laugh.

Tiel looked down at his attire. “Oh, you mean this. It's to protect me when I'm here so the chaos doesn't take me over again like it has you two.”

“Now come on, Cas! Stop it!” Thomas spat not liking how Tiel was sounding. Tiel rolled up his eyes. “Look you two knuckle heads! I'm trying to explain this to you!” he roared and then took a breath trying to calm down. Flanagan and Cetera did not realize but they would.

“Listen, just come along with me now and you'll see,” was all he said next and got up off the bed. He began to use a device he had in his pocket now to reopen a portal.

“Oh no Cas, I'm not going through that,” Thomas protested.

“Oh yes you are,” Tiel said adjusting on the dial.

“Oh no I'm not!” Thomas spat and gestured for Samuel to do something. Sam picked up the frying pan again. But Tiel used his hand and stopped Sam in his tracks knocking him out using power. Tiel had just remembered he had certain powers when he had been here last.

Thomas pulled out his gun. “Tiel! I said to cool it or I'll put every bullet I have into you from this gun! I swear I will,” he horned. Tiel stopped. He knew Flan meant it too.

“Thomas, please, try to listen to me,” Tiel spoke. If he could just get the gun away from him. He had to take a chance. “Go ahead and shoot me, Flanagan,” he spoke.

Thomas just looked at him. Where had he heard that name before? Tiel took the opportunity to slug Thomas in the side of the face.

As Thomas slumped to the floor Tiel took his gun. He then tossed Thomas into the portal. He then picked up Cetera and off they went next.

 

Flanagan and Cetera were back to their senses. They hugged Tiel. Thomas spoke first, his voice cracking, “man Ti, it's so good to be back!” he roared. Tiel put his arms around his boys. “I know. I feel the same,” he spoke.

“I'm so glad you didn't give up on us, that you healed from that terrible ordeal and came back to find us,” Cetera told him next.

 

“So where to now, Tiel?” Flanagan asked. Tiel had just paid for a ritzy hotel room for the night. His boys needed rest and TLC. So, did he for that matter. He explained everything to them. And told them about AAyaelees.

“Oh yeah. I vaguely remember her,” Cetera said.

“Well I sure do. I stabbed her and I must find out if she is alive or not. I must take responsibility if I have killed her,” Tiel said.

“Cas, it wasn't your fault. You were influenced by that dimension,” Flanagan said.

“I have searched high and low for her here. This is not where she was from. She is from the original Earth, and she told me she was also partly from another dimension, a nice one fellows, but it is not in this universe. This is a parallel earth, like the one we just escaped from, but this one isn't near as chaotic. I go as Castiel Grant here. You two can go as Thomas Flanagan and Samuel Cetera. From now on that is our new identities. I've made us all ID cards. I got you both all set up,” Tiel told them handing them the information.

“No more Tiel for you, uuuh, Grant you said?” Cetera spoke.

“Yeah, well, you boys know me by it and so does AAyael, but anyone else we meet here besides Sidneed that is, we must go by our new identities,” Grant explained to them. He then got busy showing them their new roles they'd play while being here. They'd play detectives while Tiel played Dr. Castiel Grant.

 

Look for the 2nd Book - MATRIX: Dimensions.

Also read the book SCI-FIED, book 3 of HOUSE OF MAZES for more adventures with Grant, Thomas and Samuel. Read HOUSE OF MAZES 1, 2 and 3 to know more about the character Matrix, also found in this story.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Katryn Ali has devoted her entire life to writing. She likes to write about many characters. She has written a lot of books on many different subjects. Science-fiction, fantasy, horror, and even children's short stories.

 

Her company’s main principle is family values which, sad to say, is growing ever scarcer these days. But know that in her books you will find no indecent language or sexual behavior. She believes in honoring her Savior that way. In all she does.

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Tag der Veröffentlichung: 06.10.2017

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