“Dear children we are angels of the most high God. We worship God all our days, we help protect his children and help to send blessings to those who love and trust him, too. The next few days we are on a mission to help get you out of Lucien’s kingdom of darkness,” Gabrielle said.
“You were all created by God and made in his image. You are beautiful and precious in his sight. You were made with a purpose – to know him, love him and worship him in the true kingdom. You were made to operate in love, not in fear like Lucien makes you believe.
God has plans for you all. The main one is to defeat Lucien and his kingdom of darkness.”
There was such a commotion. Some kids were shouting others were crying. There was as shift in the atmosphere. Veronique could feel it and some of the kids were quieting down and looking all around them.
“The most – high God wants to use you children because you haven’t been deceived long. It is harder to get the adults to believe because they have been under Lucien’s spell for so long. God’s kingdom depends on you.”
All of a sudden, the ground starts to shake. The kids were screaming and running to the angels. The angels picked some up and put their wings out to shield them.
“I think Lucien has found out about our meeting place. Michael, Henri, take your unit with you and prepare for battle,” Gabrielle commanded them.
Michael and Henri nodded and did some type of sign language and their unit followed them up and out of the dungeon.
“Children I need you to quiet down and listen to me. The spirit of you all are very great and strong. Strong enough to help us defeat Lucien and his army of darkness. But first you must believe in the most - high God and his sacrifice of his dearly loved son. His son was sacrificed a long time ago for you and all the adults. Many believed and was part of his kingdom of light.
Then Lucien who was banished to another world, came to this land for revenge against the most - high God. He wanted to have all the power and glory of the most – high God. He’s recruited others from the kingdom of light by deception, false trust and greed. The deceived came to this kingdom for freedom from all the “rules”. Little did they know they are slaves to Lucien in this world.
You all are slaves and the most – high God has already set you free. We have come to give you the truth, fight for your freedom from Lucien and take you to the kingdom of light. The most – high God loves you and we do too. Do you want to experience the sun more? Feel that warmth and joy that solstice parties bring all the time?” Gabrielle asked.
The children were curious and excited. More sunshine? More joy? More warmth? Those are things they hunger for daily. A ripple of whispers and giggles were coming from them. They looked over to Veronique with hope in their eyes. Veronique searched their faces and started to shake her head up and down.
“Yes. Yes. Yes! Gabrielle, we want to feel that! And learn more about this God you speak of!” Veronique shouted over the children’s’ excited voices.
All of a sudden, the angel Henri came running down the steps over to Gabrielle with a look of grief on his face.
“Gabrielle, Lucien and his legion are stronger than us. There isn’t enough time for the others to come over from the kingdom of light. Some of us have been maimed and badly hurt – wings have been severed!” Henri said.
“Oh most – high God please help us defeat Lucien and his legion. Please help us get these children to the kingdom of light,” Gabrielle pleaded head angled up, eyes closed.
All of a sudden Veronique heard a still small voice. It felt warm like sunshine, it sounded calming like a babbling brook, it was as powerful as a lion’s roar, yet she was not afraid.
“Veronique,” the voice whispered in her ear, heart and mind.
“Yes,” Veronique whispered back.
“I love you, I love you all and you need to get out of this dark kingdom. I am the most – high God and I sense you are not afraid of me.”
“Oh, no I’m not afraid of you, I felt at peace when you whispered my name.”
“Good my child. You are going to help defeat Lucien and his legion.”
“What? I’m only ten years old, small and fragile. I can’t defeat the mighty lord Lucien,” she said.
“Yes, you will. I have breathed love, light and life into your heart, mind and soul. Right now, it is stirring to help in this battle. It will make you more powerful and stronger than Lucien and his legion. All you need to do is feel it and believe it,” the most – high God commanded.
Veronique took a deep breath and felt a warmth and stirring in her bones. It started at her heart and slowly moved across her chest. She was standing there with her eyes closed, breathing deeply and had no clue what was happening around her.
“Henri look at Veronique,” Gabrielle said. “I think He spoke into her.”
Henri turned and looked at Veronique. All the children were surrounding her now.
Veronique had a soft glow emitting from her chest and slowly creeping down her arms. Beams of this soft golden light started shooting from her fingertips unto the floor.
Some of the children were gasping, others were crying. Gabrielle spoke softly and told them not to be afraid. The most – high God had spoken to her.
Veronique felt the warm light coming out of her fingers and starting to well at the bottom of her throat. She has never felt such power before! She opened her eyes and saw how the other children surrounded and looked at her. The circle of children slowly opened, and Veronique started to walk towards the dungeon stairs.
She slowly walked up the stairs keeping her fingers pointed down and her mouth closed. The power was thrumming ready to burst forth and do damage. The screams, shouts and clangs of steel against steel were getting louder as she climbed.
I have love, light and life within me from the most – high God. I will help save the children from this kingdom of darkness. She said in her mind.
She reached the top of the steps and walked towards the castle. Veronique stopped and looked around her. Feathers, broken wings, wounded angels (angels are immortal), dead guards and adults lined the cobblestoned streets.
Veronique kept on going to finish this. She had no fear just a strong sense of peace surrounding her. The golden light was shining out of her.
When she passed the angels and baals (that is what Lucien’s legion is called), stopped fighting. The angels had smiles on their faces and the baals were starting to smolder and shriek.
“AIIIIEEEEEE! She has the golden light!” The baals screamed running from her towards the castle, leaving smoke in their wake.
Veronique had a little grin on her face and started jogging towards the castle. The angels that weren’t wounded fell in behind her. What a sight to behold.
They came upon the barricaded castle doors. Veronique reached her hands out and they burst open.
The castle was in chaos. Screams and shouts everywhere, all silenced when Veronique and the angels walked by heading to the throne room.
They reached the throne room and there sat Lucien on his throne with a look of rage on his face.
“What is this? How dare you come into my castle,” he shouted at them, black spittle flying through the air.
Veronique stepped up to the dais with the angels behind her. She reached her arms out to the side threw her head back and opened her mouth and screamed. The pulsing, powerful golden light flew from her mouth, chest, hands and feet lighting the throne room as bright and as hot as the sun.
Lucien tried to run but couldn’t get away from that hot and powerful light. It tore through him, melting off his darkness and power.
“AIIIEEEE! NOOOO!” He screamed while rolling on the floor. He was slowly transforming back as the handsome angel the most – high God created Him.
“NO, no, no. Not this. Please kill me!” He shouted before passing out. He’d rather die and turn to dust than be brought before the most – high God.
While all this was happening the kingdom of darkness was transforming outside of the castle. The clouds rolled back, and the sun shone down on the land. All the baals were dead. Most of the adults had the darkness removed from their hearts and minds and the children were dancing in the sunshine.
Inside the throne room a few of the angels picked up the limp body of the transformed Lucien to transport him back to the kingdom of the most – high God. Where he will be judged, condemned, put in chains and sent away for eternal punishment.
Veronique stood there, head bowed, the golden glow dimmed low but not completely out. Her light will never stop shining.
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