Matrix by Katryn Ali (read any book TXT) 📕

“Wait. What do you mean you just walked off?” I asked. Yans was looking from face to face. “Who is this?” he asked.

“I'll tell you later,” came my reply.

Grant sighed. “I woke up in a hospital room. I had tubes so I pulled them all out, got up, got my clothes, and walked away. I was confused and hadn't remembered who I was,” he told me. The look on his face said it all. He seemed so troubled. I squeezed his hand. “Maybe they are still there then,” I said.

“Oh, I sure hope so, AAyael,” came his reply.

“Don't worry, we'll find them,” I said.

Grant went back up to the hotel room I assigned him. I went to get some more towels for him and an extra pillow if he'd need it.

Grant took his shirt off once he went into the bathroom. That was when he noticed the necklace around his head with a weird shaped white crystal. “What is this?” he honked. He knew he had not worn such a thing before. Or had he?

He was taking it off when a wind began to gather. Then a portal opened. The suction was very great. He grabbed onto the sink. I then came into the bathroom with the towels after placing the pillow on the bed and I just happened to be there when the portal opened. It was in the process of sucking Grant into its bosom.

“AAyaelees! I can't pull away from it!” he tried to say. “Get out of here!” he yelled further but I had grabbed hold of him to try to keep the portal from pulling him in, but it ended up pulling us both in.

Returned to Chaos

I screamed. That's all I could do. The force was so bad. Tiel tried to get a good grip on me but I got let go somehow. “AAyael!” he roared.

This time the portal didn't harm him like before, it just sucked him back like it had Flan and Cetera. He went flying in a bush. But when I came flying out I hit my head on a rock. Lights out.

Tiel regained his senses, then saw me laying there. Blood was trickling near my head. “Oh, AAyaelees. No!” he barked and came racing over to me. He saw my head was bashed and my neck was broken. I was very dead.

He felt beyond bad for getting this poor kind woman killed. Then he remembered that if he was in fact, back here in the chaotic dimension, he should have full use of his angelic powers again like before and he could heal me!

He took my head into his hands and power flowed from him. His wings sprang forth and power surged all through me.

“You are being revived. You must go back,” a Form told me then I re-entered my body. My crushed skull and broken neck were fixed. Tiel saw me begin to breathe. “AAyael,” he called. My eyes fluttered like I would awaken. I saw Grant, only he was shining and he had wings! Was he like he said, an Angel? I knew then he was in fact an Angel of God!

“Grant,” I spoke. Then I fell into unconsciousness. Tiel couldn't understand it. I should be fully healed. “AAyaelees?” he called to me. He saw I was not waking up. He then checked for other injuries.

There must be and he had missed it somehow. He sensed then something was terribly wrong with my DNA. On a subatomic level, too.

Somehow, I was damaged even beyond what he could repair. He knew that in time I should recover from my recent injuries but he needed to get me to a place of shelter.

He picked me up and carried me. He was afraid to try to disappear and reappear with whatever disease I had, it might damage me even more.

He soon came to a motel. He laid me behind a bush. All he had was his unbuttoned shirt on. He wanted to use his jacket to lay my head on but it was still at the other nicer dimension.

He squinted looking around and noticed clothes hanging in a yard that had no fence, so he went over to retrieve a coat and tie. He also found someone's billfold laying on the ground by the clothes line. “Oh, forgive me Lord but I need the cash,” he spoke to the air. He then stuffed the bills inside his pants pocket.

He then got a room.

After being given the key, he went and carried me inside. He laid me on the bed and made sure I was still breathing. I was but it was shallow. I hadn't healed like he would have liked.

Already he could feel this warped universe's dark magic begin to pick away at his brain. Covering over his memories like a fog, and wanting to replace them with a bunch of false memories and images.

He sensed my head was still fractured, slightly. “She needs oxygen,” he blared. He then disappeared and flew with lightning speed using his wings and got what he needed at a nearby hospital to treat me with.

He was a doctor himself in fact, so he knew how to treat a skull fracture. He brought an ambu bag, airway tube, and instrument to insert it, just in case. He didn't want to be without a means if I stopped breathing because of the head injury swelling, it was very possible I could.

He looked for a portable vent next and found one. A nurse saw a man place items on a gurney and just disappear. She blinked and blinked.

Tiel, as soon as he appeared at the motel room, started me on an IV. “What has happened to you to damage your DNA like that?” he said. But I was still unconscious.

He next put me on some nasal oxygen. He took my pulse. He sat back now shaking his head. “I don't know how long until this fog takes over. I have got to try to find a way back to your dimension and find my boys. Funny... That necklace I was wearing. It must have been given to me to anchor me to that universe so I wouldn't end right back up here. And here I am stuck,” he said more to himself than to me.

I was in that dreamy state. But it was my spirit that Tiel was speaking to now... “AAyaelees, I didn't exactly tell you the truth,” I heard. In my dream, I was standing in the motel room and looking down at my body. Grant stood there by the window but he was transfixed. All white and shining and he had wings.

“Who are you?” I asked.

“I am Castiel. I was an Angel of the Lord, but because of the great rebellion that took place in Heaven, I couldn't decide to follow God anymore. So, I and others like me, undecideds we are called, had to go live on colonies. My boys, Flanagan and Cetera, they were part of my garrison, the Matrix. Cetera was in training to become an arch angel like me, before the rebellion occurred with Lucifer,” the Angel told me.

I looked at him with wide eyes. I then looked at myself lying on the bed. Tiel looked at her, I mean me too now and he looked worried. He then looked up at me. “You have something very wrong with your DNA and I could not heal it,” he told me.

“Oh, I was tormented by my father, Zartharyos. He is a very mean and crazy man. Mostly made of a machine now. You ever hear of Darth Vader of the movie Star Wars? Well Vader doesn't light a candle to my pop. Maybe someone on earth had a vision of my father or was from my dimension and returned to earth and wrote the Star Wars movies,” I told him.

Tiel looked at me puzzled. “But I thought you were from that universe we just got sucked out from.”

“I was actually born on Earth but I am originally from there,” I told him. Tiel then sensed the air around us.

“This is not the original Earth. This is but one of dozens of paralleled dimensions. This place is full of lies, and soon I will become susceptible to them, as well as you, if I do not get you back to where you belong,” he told me. He then knew my spirit was sleeping now.

The swelling got worse in the night. Tiel was afraid of this. I began to struggle to breathe. Tiel used his power to try to get me to breathe again and to reduce the swelling, and it worked at first, but as the swelling got worse again his power got drained and he could not heal my brain.

The rift back here had weakened him because he hadn't his full strength to begin with yet. He was so tired but if he fell asleep now he knew I was a goner.

He went to splash cold water onto his face and he also began to drink some black coffee he found at the office, as he looked for a pop machine.

The caffeine helped a lot. But he knew sooner or later he would have to crash to fully regenerate. He placed the ambu bag over my nose and mouth and squeezed now. “Come on girl,” he said. Exhaustion was settling in. He passed out and fell to the floor.

He was faintly aware of a portal opening and 3 Angels of God came in. He was too weak to raise his head. “H-help her,” he begged. Yoha bent down to Tiel. “We will, my friend, but you need to sleep now,” he said and touched Tiel on the forehead. He was out like a light.

As Tiel lay on the floor slightly snoring, Cyrus, Yoha, and Michael tended to my needs.

Michael covered the zonked-out angel with a blanket. I was vaguely aware of these 3 and what had happened to Tiel, in my spirit.

“Tiel will be alright and so will you, but you do have a hard road ahead of you, Amistis,” Michael told me. I was in that dreamy state again as Michael told me to just rest as they took full care of me.

During this time in my life I had not met Michael yet, but I would in the future.

Yoha drained the fracture so that the pressure would run off. Cyrus had inserted an airway and was squeezing on the ambu bag attached to my airway as Yoha and Michael got the fracture drained. I was breathing on my own now so the airway was removed.

When Tiel awoke he was laying on the floor. “Oh no!” he outburst and sprang to his feet. His heart pounded and he was so prepared to find me dead, probably for hours now, but there I lay very much alive and breathing on my own. He could hardly believe it!

Then he recalled the 3 Angels who had come in. He had been out of it but wasn't one of them Michael himself?

“They must have helped her,” he said. He couldn't understand why they hadn't just taken me back to that other dimension. “Why leave her here!” he hollered. That made him mad. He stood.