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"Did I fall asleep?" he asked aloud, not to anyone in particular.
He was sitting on a bench in the park, mostly elder people walking around.
He looked at his crosswords... "Jeez who the hell invented the toaster?" he asked, laughing at the absurd question.
He then felt a nag, something was going on a little kilometre off.
"They are beggining to use their abilities... good, that makes my job a lot easier." he said.
He rose from the bench, disposing of the crosswords in a trashcan and began jogging towards the feeling.
In the distance he could see the school buildings. He slipped his hand inside his pocket, and quickly forged a pair of documents.
the documents consisted of, his pass, the state document giving him a scholarship as an exchangestudent and a check with the amount of 30.000 dollars.
He took them up, and looked at them. "Well, Trump Enterprises won't miss 30.000 . . . And the documents aren't likely to get investigated any further..." he said, with a triumphant smile.
He stopped at the road in front of the school, looking around.
"Looks nice enough... healthy enviroment... sort of?".
He let a hand go through his black hair.
"Wish I had something to eat..."
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However, that didn't explain everything. "If my father really was an angel," Jaden began with rising anger, "and some oh-so-important guy, then why can't he be here, huh? Why isn't he the one explaining this? Why isn't HE the one here trying to protect us instead of some suped-up...up...whatever you are!" He seethed, the shadows from random objects on the ground dancing behind him. "And how do I know what you are? Who were the angels fighting--demons? How do I know which side was good?" He glared at the ground once again, a deep frown settling on his face; his energy was draining, though, along with his anger. "Besides. If my dad was an angel, they're not on the side of good if they followed someone who would abandon his own children and leave them to deal with danger like this--if what you say is true, that is."
Jaden sighed harshly and ran a hand through his messy black hair. He paused for a moment before gaining back his vigor and looking Ami in the eyes. "I can't go now." He pushed past her, towards the door. "I need--I just need more time to think." He shook his head and continued out the door and out of the apartment to wander the streets outside.
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Casting a glance at her phone next to her she picked it up to call her brother. His voice mail picked up so she had to leave a message for him. "Hey brother we really need to talk about something!" She hung up the phone and sat it in her lap just in case he would call back. Kemi pulled into a Starbucks to get some coffee and look up stuff on her laptop. She sat close to the front of the window anxiously waiting for Jaden to call her back.
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He shook his head quickly and continued on his way through the streets. That was ridiculous. It was all ridiculous. None of it made any actual sense. Ami was just some nutjob with a weird deformity and he was just some freak who could control shadows. Normal enough. That made sense, right? Jaden sighed to himself, knowing deep down all Ami had said was true. Right.
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It was too bright and busy for her to fly outside now, so she opted to walk. "This may prove to be more difficult than I initially thought." Ami muttered to herself, thinking of her next step.
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Kemi looked like she was really stressing something, but...no, whatever, what did he care anyway? What if she already knew everything about their father? What she had always known everything and just never told him? What if this was a trick or a ploy? How could he be sure he could even trust his very own sister? Jaden suddenly backed away from her accusingly as if she'd just done something horribly unforgivable. "I'm not in the mood. So, just stay away from me, okay?" The realization of all this came crashing down. He really honestly couldn't be sure anymore. There was only one person he could at least begin to trust--the one person who had actually told him everything. He started running away from her. "I have to go--don't wait up!" he called over his shoulder. He was going back to find Ami.
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"Yes that class looks nice." he said.
"could you possibly give me a list over the other students? I'd love to see if any of them live in the same area as me."
The secretary didn't even answer, but gave him a list with names, phonenumbers, etc.
He then went out of the office and down the aisle towards the classroom.
Outside the classroom he stopped. " they're certainly not here...".
He went up, and checked the student checklist.
"Jaden's missing huh?" he said. And his sister... That's got to be the ones..."
He then left the classroom, nearly unnoticed, because most students was outside in the pause.
He then looked an extra time on the list he'd obtained.
"I'll go to their home... That must be a good place to confront them."
He said, and went outside.
He then ran out to an unused backalley.
His wings then unfolded. A big set of celestial wings, shining brightly in the shady alley.
He then rose from the groud, while conjuring a map in his hands.
Invisible to plain folks, he began his small journey to the siblings residence.
" How should I tell them?" he wondered, while he soared high above the rooftops.
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"Good that my wings are only visible to humans at night, else I'd be in a bit of a ..." Jonathan muttered, trying to make out different streets on the map.
His celestial wingset slowed down their pace, only flapping up and down, to sustain the height he had.
He threw his head from the student list to the map, and opposite.
"I can't figure it out from here..." he grunted displeased. "I hate earth... give me a silver spear and send me on a demon hunt, not this kind of hunt..."
He dived down, landing in the backyard of a small villa. None was there, so he went out on the street, looking for a sign to show him where he was.
"T. M. Rove Street... I'm closer than I thought." Jonathan said, his voice reliefed. No long flight for him.
He started at a jog, and then crossed over the street, his mind ablaze. What should he do? Were he going too far?
(Edit, as I see that I've overlooked something xD)
Eventually he arrived at the sibblings residence.
"FINALLY!" He burst out, standing a little freakish in front of the house...
"What now? Guess I haven't thought this all through..." he muttered.
He walked up to the door, gathered the will to knock, then knocked on the door.
"I'm so much gonna screw this up... damn."
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"Oh really?" She asked, stopping and turning around. "Have you made your decision then?"
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"Uhmm Hello. I'm Jonathan Light... I come from ... CIA." He started out.
"Uhmmm We've..." He trailed off scratching the back of his head.
"Oh hell I suck at lying." He then stated, nearly sounding disappointed.
"Uhmm this might sound wierd... But err... Have you heard or felt any kind of suspicious paranormal activity the last couple of days?" He asked lamely, but also with sincerity in his voice. A good trait about being angelic, people could feel your sincerity.
"That's got to be the one... I can feel the powers radiating, what an immense amount of power."
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"Well, its a long story... but I can tell you, that you are in possesion of great powers, because of a gem, which is hidden in your heart." He said.
"I know it might sound pretty weird, but if you let me explain myself..." He added, as he stepped inside.
"I might as well introduce myself properly. I'm Jonathan Light, an angel..." He said, not certain how she'd react.
He went further inside, looking around as he spoke.
"Yes I know what you think, 'Angels!? wow I've let a lunatic into my house.' but that'd be just as insane, as if you could heal a cut in your own wrist. So please believe what I'm going to tell you." He said, looking at her, his blue eyes looking her straight into the face.
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He tried remember why he even said yes to this objective, but couldnt recall the reason.
''Oh well might just take a nap. Its not like i will find them anytime soon.'' He thought while he slowly fell asleep.
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He made his wings come out and managed to fly up again.
''Phew. when do i learn it ? never sleep on the edge of buildings.'' he thought.
''Oh well better use my time finding those kids.''
He flew over to the school while shifting shape, so he looked like a police officer.
He went up to the principal's office and asked for the list of students.
Since he didnt know where to look, he had been over at the other students aswell, but he left as soon as he realized it was'nt them.
He came to the house where the siblings lived, and walked over to the door.
''This is surely gonna be the last house im gonna visit today. After sixteen other houses where people was visited by a cop, i feel tired.''
He shifted his clothes so he looked like a plumber, and knocked on the door.
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"I'm in fact pretty sure that you got the white half... funny isn't it?" He said, the last part sarcasticly.
"But well, I ought to start from the beggining right? Uhmm let me see." He said, trying to remember something.
"Your father. Angelo was his name. Was leader of the angels. He, after long battles, obtained the gem. But! For some reason, he didn't mean that it would be a good idea to have it. Many angels disagreed. The stone gave us an advantage in the war. But your father was stubborn and hid it. As it seems right now, inside you and ... your brother. He ended up dying, not telling anyone where the stone was.
It took us quite some time to find out where the gem was. Now I'm here, to make sure that the demons won't get you and your brother over to their side. Because within the last month you and your brother has begun to radiate an enourmous amount of power, which both angels and demons can feel. The leaders of the angels want to make sure that you nor your brother falls into the enemies hands. That's why I'm here. How does that sound?" He asked, ending his long speech. But before she got to answer someone was knocking the door. Jonathan looked up at the door, not alarmed, but curious. Who might that be?
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