《THE LIGHT ANGEL》The Return (2)
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LEONARD P. O. V
I looked at his face “Oh my gosh" I exclaimed astonished
“wait! Wait!! I thought you haven't anyone said gosh before" he said jokingly
“I think I have now?" I muttered really low.
“You are alive?" I asked doubting
“Come on touch me and feel me" he said stretching his hands forward. I walked quietly to him and touched him.
“You are! You are alive Peter, you are alive" I screamed loudly as I hugged him really tight.
“Yes Leo I am" he muttered
“God restored me back to finish and fulfill what the prophecy says" he emphasized further as we disengage from the hug.
“You have to come with me now and meet the rest of the Clone" I said happily and grab his hand as I flew.
I flew to a large tent made of rock, As we went in and the Angels saw us. They were shocked extremely but as Peter narrates the whole story to them, the Angels were very happy and once again their face was filled with joy and their heart filled with hope as Peter summarized his adventurous return to them.
«« MINUTES LATER »»
“I can't find Tasha here" Peter said to me scanning every corners of the room.
“where is she?" He asked
“She has been rebuking herself and has also been crying her little life out ever since you were killed" I said and immediately swallowed it back.
“Sorry ummmh uhmmn" I muffled uncomfortably
“Yeah it's killed" I managed comical not knowing what to say
“Whatever! Where is she?" He cringed
“You made me asked twice, you idiot" he said trying to exasperate me.
“Well she is at the Clones Memorial Garden know for short as CMG" I whispered untrusting.
“take me there" he said dryly.
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We made our way out and flew to the CMG (Trust me when I said the abbreviation is easier than the full pronunciation).
As we get there, we saw Tasha standing alone,
“I told you, she has been crying her ass out" I said lowly
“Nope you said life out" he said back lowly.
“But it signifies the same thing" I countered
“Yeah like your name" he countered back and walked slowly towards Tasha, Peter touched her on her shoulder from behind, she turned
“Peter" she said shocked as her voice tremble
“You are alive?" She said still surprised
“how did you come back? Cause you died clutching on my hands" she asked in a shocking and doubting tone. (Women and their annoying questions. It could send a resurrected man back to his grave)
“God restored me back to finish what is written" Peter replied with a smile.
“So when do you intend to take over the throne?" She asked smiling gently (you see? Women most especially Tasha always asked unnecessary questions, if I were Peter, I would have slapped her, thanks God she knows I can).
“Time will tell but for now let's talk about us" Peter said softly as he stared at Tasha passionately making me wonder and thinking when they started their ABOUT US issue.
“I will just hang around" I said to excuse them when they things started getting emotional.
I flew a little bit away from them as I sat on a Rocky chair spying on them from time to time. They looked at each other with their face really close and later I saw them kissing. I looked away and stood up instantly as I saw Sokratis coming from a far. I flew to them.
“ummh ummh" I muffled shrinking as they disengage from the kiss. (Passionate one huh).
“Sorry to interrupt" I apologized
“but we have to get out of here, Sokratis is fast approaching " I informed as we flew away through the other way, I alone know and named it CMG atalho in Portuguese language.
Later that day. We all gathered together and ate dinner, while eating, we were all talking, joking (trust me on this one) and laughing for the first time since 27 years (Sokratis! What a record huh).
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