Connor's POV

The time before the demons and the "syncing" of the Divine forces were at least the comfortable of all times in my life. But for now I'm stuck somewhere between hell and Earth. I really hope I get to stay on Earth.

But enough of that My name is Connor Perezio. As far as I could remember I just had my birthday last week, July 16, 2012, so that means, I'm 15 years old. I live in Rwdwood, California. It has been a long time since I've been home. And no, I didn't "run away", technically my house burned down and my family was imprisoned in hell, and I'm going to get them back.

Let me keep you up to base so you're not confused. It all started when one day as I was in church (why? I needed to get something off my mind. Why the church? Well I'm sorry, I'm very lazy when I'm frustrated and it was the closest place I could manage), a statue started talking to me. It was a statue of an angel. My family was always the Catholic-devotees. Me? I at least was fascinated by the story of how there was this battle between Angels & Angels. Anyways, as I was staring into the statue, It looked at me. Not one of those "Oh I think I saw at the corner of my eyes, it looked at me", the head literally turned and faced me. Then it said, "OI!"

As I fell on the floor backwards, the statue, literally, the whole thing moved of the stand it was on and started flying around me.

"Seriously, I'm not going to hurt you," the angel said.

As if it wasn't weird enough for it to talk to me, it grew to a full size 6 foot tall angel. With all the intelligent things I could've said I stated the most obvious, "You're moving."

"Yes, moving, flying, breathing, and talking to a mortal like you."What startled me was that it called me mortal.

"Why did you call me mortal?" Instead of answering, he jumped forward into my chest. When I thought me and the angel was going to crash into each other and me waking up from a really bad dream, he, what do you call it? "Entered my body." First thing I thought, Am I being possessed? Then another thought popped up, No, it's not possession, and it's naturally called syncing.

It wasn't mine, I was afraid what might happen next, Yes, I'm in your body, mind, and soul. Now if you don't mind, we have to go and save your family.

What's happening! Who are you? I shouted in my mind, as felt wings were sprouting on my back. When I turned there "are" wings on my back.

For what's happening, I can't tell you. Only show you. As for who I am, my name is Raphael, one of the archangels in Heaven. Now when you're done trying to eat flies with that gaping mouth of yours, let'sfly. With that said, we flew straight through the ceiling and into the sky.

-Line break-

You're probably thinking, wow! That's so cool! You have wings! Well, have you ever flown an F16 without the cockpit windows? Probably not. But that's the feeling. On the way to the designated place, meaning my house, I was pretty sure I have eaten about 100 flies. Possibly more. What does my house look like? Well before it was on fire, it was a simple two story building with about 3 rooms, an office, and a living room. Just an ordinary suburban house. But with all the flames that is burning the house, down, not so much. As me and my weirdly-met angel Raphael lands, he flies out of my body,and he catches me, as I was running toward the house.

"No! Don't those are not ordinary flames!" He warned.

What was he talking about? I thought then something started to form inside the flames. It formed into 7 foot tall red monster. It had about six arms, blade-like bones are growing out of each wrists. It had six wings. But the most unsettling part was its head. It's teeth were like a mix of piranha's and a shark's. Sharp and made in rows. It had about six eyes, and one huge rhino sized horn on the head. Somehow listening to Raphael seems like a good idea at the moment.

"Night Mare!" Raphael shouted. He was right, it was a nightmare. It lunged forward and attacked the spot where Raphael and I were just about a millisecond ago. Raphael did that "syncing " thing he told me about.

In my mind, he shouted, RUB YOUR RING!

WHAT?!

RUB! YOUR! RING!

As a matter of fact, I do have a ring, and when I did rub it, something appeared on my hand, it was a thin cylindrical shaped...Was it silver? Kinda like a lightsaber. When I pressed a random button, blades popped out both sides, about 1 and ¾ feet long each.

Fight it! Raphael shouted.

HOW!? Then as it lunged three armed blades at me, I somehow deflected it very easily. Now I was more than confused. Did I...

No, WE did it together. Now, FOCUS!

I did what he said and I felt like I was actually one with him. Though it felt really weird, like having a drill sergeant in your own mind and moving your body to where it needs to be. And my body and soul didn't argue at all.

After at least 10 mins into the battle, I've managed to cut off all the arms of the Night Mare off and its wings, just as I was about to chop off its head it dissipates into the ground. It turned into ash and it went through the ground like liquid.

"What just happened?" As I said the question, many things started at once, Raphael flew out of me and and blinding flash of white light appeared before me. When the light died down, I saw another angel. This one had an air authority, like he was some type of general or a commanding officer. Turns out I was right.

"Raphael, we need to talk." The angel spoke. My interruption was probably the most stupidest thing I've done.

"Um, excuse me, but..." I never got to finish, because when he looked at me, I was immediately pinned on the ground, and he pointed a spiked mace at me, very threateningly.

"You will speak when spoken to!" He commanded. Raphael stepped in.

"What exactly do you need, Michael?"

"God wants to talk to you." How this angel said "talk" sounded more like my dad saying, "Your grounded!"

When I loosened up, I standed up and said, "Wait you can't be..."

The angel glares at me again, "Yes, I am Michael, the Captain of the Archangels in Heaven. Now we must go to and decide your fate."

"Where?!"

Raphael was the one who answered this time, "Heaven, Kingdom of the Above, Middle, and Below." Right after he said that, we synced again and flew up into the Heavens. Great, here we go.

(Not part of the story, this is. I hope you enjoyed that first chapter, yes I know cliffhanger, but I doubt you'll fall off the cliff. Possibly. Please review what you think of it.)