Uriel (The Hallowed Chronicles Book 1)

Uriel (The Hallowed Chronicles Book 1) Read Online Free PDF

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Author: Angie Anomalous
the tears that threatened to fall again.
    "Alright, let me take you there. She is your guardian and your guide, so we need to tell her what happened."
    "No!"
    I wasn't ready to tell her of my outburst; I wasn't even sure of it myself. The anger that swelled in me scared me and brought no comfort knowing Jophiel was already exposed to this dangerous side of me. My heart sank at the realization that I could have hurt someone during that time. "D-did I hurt you... or anyone?" I asked, swallowing the knowing that it could have happened.
    He shook his head and reached out for my hand. "No, you didn't. Well, nothing that I can't handle, Uriel. Come on, we need to tell her; it will help you find yourself," he replied with a grim smile. Hesitating, I took his hand and we walked to the entrance of the school in a hurry, avoiding eye contact with everyone. Nikita stood at the front, her foot tapping and her eyes traveling across the halls searching for me. When her eyes found me being shepherded by Jophiel, I could feel her emotion change and she walked up to us stiffly.
    "Jophiel," she said sternly. "I didn't realize you were so close and just under my nose."
    "I tend to escape the radar of many people trying to find me."
    "Yes, it seems you are rather good at it. Uriel, how was school?"
    Her eyes followed my arm to where my hand was clasped with his and her brows furrowed. I started hesitating, unable to find the words to soften what had happened only a few minutes ago. I couldn't look her in the eyes because I didn't want to disappoint her. "I think we should talk somewhere private," Jophiel said quickly, looking down at me. I was happy he said something so I didn't have to... it gave me some time to recover, and I knew Nikita felt something had went on in the school. She glared at Jophiel and huffed, nodding sternly before pushing open the doors and leading us to her car where she demanded answers. I sat in the back to avoid direct eye contact with her. Something in me didn't want to anger her, but Jophiel once again saved me from having to talk. "Something happened during Uriel's History class. They were covering the Holocaust, and I guess she started remembering that time," he started. Nikita tensed and gripped the steering wheel.
    "It was bound to happen; once awake, you will start gaining your memories from past experiences," she replied.
    "Something else happened, though. When she was remembering, her emotions made her energy explode. She was angry and things were happening that even I couldn't stop, but what's more interesting is her eyes seemed to change; they turned white."
    "White? Nothing else?"
    "No, ma'am. When she calmed down, her eyes returned to normal, but you should have felt the power that was radiating from her. It threw me off, and to be honest, I didn't expect such power so early after her waking."
    Nikita remained silent and stared out the windshield. I couldn't tell what she was thinking or how she felt; she was closed up to me and it pained me to not know what was going through her head. Placing my head into my hands, I heard the ignition of the car start up. "Jophiel, you may call me by my name. Would you like a cup of coffee?" she asked quietly, hands still gripping the wheel.
    "I would love a cup of coffee," he replied, strapping his seatbelt in. Without talking to either of them, I slowly buckled myself in, careful not to make sudden movements. I was drained and I was disappointed in myself for an unknown reason. The self from my past seemed to be upset with how this happened, and all I could do was wish I could take it back. Things were already spiraling out of control, and I wasn't ready to take the next step and own up to the responsibility... there was just too much to do -- too much to bear. Why would I ever accept this fate... this responsibility? People's lives were in my hands and I wasn't able to even control myself.

Chapter Five
     
    There was silence around the table as we all sat there,
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