Espial by Nikita Francois Read Free Book Online

title: War Senator. When he was
first asked to become an angel, he declined. His desire was to take over the
world, ruling it and claiming everything for himself. He technically would have
been an arch angel. But he felt that the best way to achieve his desires would
be to enslave all of mankind. We angels have been able to delay his plans for thousands
of years.”
                “Wait.
Are you saying that you are each over a thousand years old?” asked Luke.
                “Yes.
But Sato is significantly older than all of us. Those of us left are around two
thousand years old. Solomon Arch would have been about three thousand years
old. But we believe that Sato is well over four thousand years of age. And he
created significant harm to our efforts during the Great World War. Humans
thought they were fighting random assailants from across the world. In reality,
they were fighting against his demon armies. Sato purposefully detonated the
nuclear reactor in the sky in order to destroy all angels. While a good number
of us survived, too many were killed. We were lucky enough to rebuild our
defenses here in the ARC and communicate with other survivors throughout the
world. However, Sato is becoming strong again.”
                I
shifted on the couch, the ache in between my shoulders now throbbing immensely.
Rider turned and faced me.
                “Sol,
you are becoming an angel. Within a few days your wings will be fully
developed. As such, you will be hunted; pursued until you are either killed or
left begging for mercy. Once they make the connection that you are an arch
angel, all evil forces will try to do everything in their power to destroy you.
This is all rooted back to the man you know as Warren Sato.”
         I sat
quietly for a moment, carefully formulating a question.
         “Why am I
an angel and why did everyone assume I’d be what you call an Espial?”
         “You are possibly
an arch angel because of the great Solomon Arch,” said a voice from behind me.
         We all
turned. I gazed upon the most beautiful creature I had ever seen. At just under
six feet tall, this female angel had a light green aura emitting from her
being. Her wings were turquoise and sparkled with silver specks flickering throughout
her feathers. With piercing green eyes, she studied my face. Her emerald green
hair was pulled into a tight bun and she wore a leather white catsuit, hugging
her lithe body closely. With matching white leather boots, she looked like she
was a hand-drawn image.
         “What do
you mean?” I asked, taking her in.
         My mother
rose and stood next to her. “I can explain, Divinica,” said my mother to the
green angel. Divinica strutted toward the kitchen island and sat on one of the
stools facing us.
         “Your great-grandfather
was one of the greatest arch angels of all time, Sol.” My mother spoke calmly.
She slowly walked over and stood next to where I sat.
         “No other
angel has had the history of successful battles as Solomon did. He died at the
hands of Warren Sato during the final battle of the Great World War. Solomon
had been protecting the nuclear reactor when it detonated. While he was a noble
warrior, he was the only known arch angel to have fathered a child, your own grandfather,
with a fellow angel. She apparently died during childbirth, but Sato did not
know that the child survived. Your grandfather, James, was sent to live with
adoptive Espials who knew the truth about him.” My mother sat gently next to
me, placing her right arm around my shoulders. I shifted closer to her.
         “James
later had a child, your father, with a human. She too died during childbirth. Your
grandfather renounced his angel status when she died, overcome with grief. He
died shortly after, leaving your father with the Espials who had raised him.”
         “That’s so
sad,” I commented, truly feeling the impact of my