Aerie by Thomas E. Sniegoski

Author:Thomas E. Sniegoski
Language: eng
Format: mobi, pdf
Tags: Body, Social Issues, Orphans & Foster Homes, Family, Angels & Spirit Guides, Fantasy Fiction, Juvenile Fiction, Fantasy & Magic, General, Fantasy, Supernatural, Religious, Mind & Spirit, Fairy Tales & Folklore, Fiction, Angels, Orphans, Values & Virtues
ISBN: 9780689853074
Publisher: Simon Pulse
Published: 2003-01-01T17:00:00+00:00

chapter nine

"Vilma?" Belphegor asked, confused. "Who,may I ask, is Vilma?"

Aaron swayed upon legs that seemed to bemade of rubber, grabbing hold of the kitchendoorframe to steady himself. "She's my girl..." He paused, rethinking his answer. "She's somebody from my old life, someone very importantto me—and Verchiel has her." Images of thescreaming girl flashed across his vision. Hecould hear her calling out to him.

"He is attempting to get to you throughyour friends," Belphegor commented matter-of-factly. "Typical behavior for one such as he."

Aaron didn't understand. Somehow Vilmahad reached out and touched his mind.

But how?

"What did you see when you went inside,Aaron?" Belphegor questioned. "You must tellme everything—"

Aaron raised a hand to interrupt him. "Shewas inside my head." He stared hard at Belphegor. "How is that possible, unless? ..."

Belphegor slowly nodded, sensing thatAaron already suspected the answer. "Unlessshe is as you are,"

he finished.

It hit Aaron like a physical blow and he fellback against the doorframe, sliding to the floor as his knees gave out. "I can't believe it," hemuttered in amazement. He remembered everymoment, however brief, he had shared with her.There was no doubt of the attraction, but evidently the reason went far beyond raging hor mones. They were of the same kind.

Nephilim.

"Just when I think I've seen it all," he saidwith an exasperated shake of his head.

Belphegor left the table and moved toAaron's side. He seemed impatient, anxious. "Never mind your friend," he said. "What didyou see, Aaron?"

"I don't have time for this," Aaron said,climbing to his feet. "She needs me."

Belphegor reached out and grabbed hold ofhis arm in a powerful grip. "I need to knowwhat you saw,"

he stressed. "The people of Aerieneed to know what you saw."

Aaron shook off the old angel's grasp. "I sawan angel—and he was one of the most beautifulthings I have ever seen," he said, not without alittle embarrassment, especially as he caught thelook on Belphegor's face. "It's not sexual or anything," he explained. "It was just the way he carried himself. I could feel the devotion of his armyin the air. I could feel how much they loved him."

"You . . . you saw the Morningstar?" Belphegor stammered, as if he were afraid of something.

Aaron nodded, a bit taken aback by the oldangel's reaction. "And there was a battle," hesaid, the violent, disturbing imagery foreverburned into his psyche. "It was horrible," headded. "And incredibly sad."

Belphegor stared off into space, thoughtfully stroking his chin.

"What does it mean, Belphegor?" Aaronasked cautiously. "What does all of this have to do with me?"

The old fallen slowly refocused his gaze onAaron. "The pain and the sadness, the death andthe violence—I believe that is the power from which you were born."

Aaron shook his head. "I don't understand."

"But you will," Belphegor said with authority. "We shall go to Scholar, and together we'lldelve deeper into the mystery of your origin—"

"No," Aaron said emphatically. "You don't understand. Vilma is in trouble and I have to goto her."

Aaron moved past the old angel, hisresolve lending new strength to his legs. "I can't afford to waste any more time.

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