Love Infinity: Forever In Your Eyes Chapter One
What happens when your heart faithfully surrenders to love infinity? Can one find forever in another's eyes?
*Lovely Readers, this is a short fic with just a couple of chapters. It is a story I had taken notes and decided to quickly write since ideas kept coming to mind and interfering with thoughts for the ongoing stories.
For my story, I will have the Angels to inherently know each other's names and for what sides they are ambassadors. You will see that I interchangeably use the terms 'Sweet' and 'Life' for Heaven's team and the terms 'Dark' and 'Death' for Hell's team.
Hope you enjoy the story…DimplesValntina
Prologue: There is a division amongst the other-worldly beings: those in Heaven (referenced as Sweet or Life Angels) and those in Hell (referenced as Dark or Death Angels). Both sets of Angels have various levels within the ranks as well as various levels of physical characteristics. While all have some beauty to them, some have been blessed with more beautiful features, more majestic wings, long flowing manes, or distinctive patterns upon them.
Humans are the beings that are watched by Heaven and Hell. Each side observes to determine which side will guide the path of someone or claim a soul at a specific moment. Since the beginning of time, there has been a defined line of which souls belonged to Heaven and which souls belonged to Hell.
Sweet Angels could restore life to a human, guide the path of a living person, or they could safely guide a soul home to Heaven at the time of passing. Contrastingly, Dark Angels could tempt a conflicted human into more evil behavior or force an early death upon a wicked human. In the case of a natural death, a Dark Angel could claim the soul of an evil individual and escort it directly to Hell. These were the normal conditions that kept the delicate balance between the two divisions of Angels.
However, in some unique instances, there were grounds for the battle for souls – especially those in the 'in between' stages. These stages are filled with those humans in the fragile balance between life and death (those in comas, those in emergency surgeries, and those whose end of life came far too soon). In some rare occasions, there was a fight over children, who died early. What determined Heaven or Hell for these young souls was pre-determined by what type of parents they had or what type of circumstances had surrounded them at the time of passing.
In these times, the paths of Life Angels and Death Angels intersected as they each claimed souls for their respective sides. In some occurrences, it became an interesting competition. In other cases, it was an outright battle: good versus evil. This particular day was the start of such a battle…
Green Grove, New York (Present Day)…
It is the wee morning hours. Various-colored debris is painted all along a lengthy stretch of County Road 42. The remains of cars and their separated parts are spread out several yards apart from each other. The four cars, in the accident, have shells which are as crushed as cans at a metal compacting plant. Compressed horns are blaring on two cars which had been turned upside down.
There are many casualties involved in this accident. The husband and wife, in the red car, are dead. Both had been very caring and charitable in their lives before the accident. They are destined for Heaven.
Lacey, a gorgeous Sweet Angel with caramel skin and long flowing raven hair, arrives at the red car. She gently lays a hand on the husband (Mark) first. She feels her essence connect with the soul. His soul is now journeying Heaven-bound. Next, she places a hand on the wife (Elena) and connects with her soul. Elena's soul, too, could now join her husband so that they could spend the Afterlife together as well.
Lacey smiles, her dimples highlighting her face, as she thinks of the welcoming reunion that the two will have as they realize they were still bound to each other. Her whole being is filled with contentment. She sighs happily as she looks up towards Heaven.
Lacey wishes aloud "Mark and Elena, have a wonderful eternal life together in love – even greater than as you lived on Earth."
Several yards away up the road, there is another type of Angel. Danny, a devilishly sexy Dark Angel with olive skin, goatee, and lush, wavy long hair, arrives at a silver car. He strolls casually towards the vehicle to claim the soul in this car.
This is one of the cars instrumental in causing the multi-car crash. This human was malicious and often schemed and blackmailed his way to the top of his profession. He had been drinking and then decided to drag race on County Road 42 with a friend, who is in one of the other cars. Both had chosen this particular time of late night to race because of the scarcity of highway patrol and the light traffic.
"Great. Hey, man, can you help me out? I'm a little stuck here." The human, Eric, states as he sees Danny approach his car. The front part of Eric's car is crushed and the seatbelt refuses to release. Eric has no feeling in the bottom part of his body. He feels a little woozy.
The stranger smirks at Eric. He responds "I am here to help you, but not in a traditional sense."
Eric senses something is different about this person. With a look into the intense copper eyes contained in the handsome face before him, Eric senses this stranger is not human. He swallows a lump from his throat as he whispers "Are you an Angel?"
Danny smiles. He gives a single nod and answers "I am an Angel."
Eric is relieved. He wants out of this vehicle. He smiles a little as he utters "Good. Well, Angel, get me out of here. I'm feeling weaker by the moment."
"Ah, that weakness is signaling death, which I can grant immediately to you." Danny explains.
Eric is startled. "What? What do you mean I am dying? You are an Angel. You can save me."
Danny frowns as he scrunches up his face. He clarifies "Oh, you are thinking of a Life Angel. No, buddy, you haven't lived a good life. You batted for the Other Side. So, you get me, a Death Angel."
"Death Angel? But I don't want to die." Eric tries to hold on to consciousness, which he finds hard to do. All this talking continues to drain his energy.
"Sorry, but that is the ruling over you. You have lived a life of evil. Hey, look at it this way. You gained a lot of riches and success, didn't you? You enjoyed yourself, didn't you? Remember?" Danny asks as he projects a few mental pictures in front of Eric to remember.
"Yeah, I did." Eric replies as he smiles as the visions strangely comfort him.
"Well, a life well-done then, in my book. Now, it is time. Let's go out of this world, the way you like it – a king on top of the world. The next phase is just the beginning, man. Whose world is it?" Danny encourages as he places a hand on Eric.
Eric smiles and closes his eyes as he feels his life slipping away. He gives a light chuckle and murmurs "Yeah, it's my world…I'm a king…" Eric dies and his soul is now claimed for Hell.
Danny claps the dead human shell twice as he states "Another one tallied for me. At this rate, I shouldn't be long in getting promoted." He stands up and looks around. Whitney should be finished with her roundup of souls. He is ready to leave Earth.
Doug, another Sweet Angel, is in route to collect another soul from the accident on County Road 42. Doug is a plainer Angel but his mannerisms can make him somewhat cute. His size is more on the huskier side. Even though he isn't adorned with amazing features, he has the most kind spirit and most upbeat attitude of all the Angels. However, he isn't the most intelligent Angel at times and needs direction from other Angels at times.
The human, in the white car, name is Jennifer. Jennifer is one of those in a blackened-out state (akin to a coma) where she is between life and death. She was not inherently evil so Doug wants to grant her life. However, he is a few seconds too late arriving on the scene.
Whitney, a Dark Angel, is just a few feet away. Whitney is striking-looking with long platinum-blonde hair and glacial blue eyes. Her demeanor can switch from beguiling to very chilling within an instant.
Doug rushes towards Jennifer. Doug yells "Stop! She is not evil. She is not scheduled for death. She can still live."
Whitney turns slightly and smiles malevolently at Doug. She chides "Dumb Angel, you know that this is one of the instances where I don't need to abide by how the person lived her life. I can claim this one if I please. Besides, she has had troubles in her life recently. I am sure she would like to be rid of all that cause of concern. I really would be doing her a favor by taking her life."
"Don't you dare do it! Don't!" Doug yells in vain as Whitney spitefully places her hand on Jennifer and claims the soul for Hell.
Whitney has a faux innocent expression on her face. She claims "Oops, too late, poor naïve Angel. You didn't think that you could plead with me to have mercy on this human, did you? Silly Angel, you should know that my side revels in a good plea before we destroy something or someone."
Doug becomes angry. Last week another Death Angel pulled this same exact stunt. While not exactly crossing the line of the balance between Heaven and Hell, that instance and today's accident both had humans who could have lived. While normally upbeat, Doug is tired of the Dark side claiming another soul like this.
While Whitney is gleefully enjoying Doug's distress, she doesn't notice Doug spying a car which sits unattended. There is one more human who is in an 'in-between' state. Doug sees that Lacey is near that remaining human. He mentally sends a signal to Lacey.
At the same time, Whitney finally notices that Doug is not complaining about her interference of his soul-claim. She is the one distressing now since she knows that Sweet Angel is close in distance to that last human in the yellow sportscar.
She growls as she prepares to race towards that car. Doug plows into her to obstruct her pursuit. They are in a tangled heap as Whitney curses Doug and as Doug places his full hefty size upon her smaller body. They roll around and around as each tries to dominate the other with the momentum of the struggle.
Lacey has received Doug's signal and sees the beginning of Doug and Whitney's struggle. She races to the last car to aid Doug in retrieving this soul…or rather saving this human's life as she discovers that the driver is between life and death.
Rico is the human in that Whitney and Doug were vying over. Lacey assesses that he is drunk and that he was one of the cars causing the accident due to his altered driving state and due to his racing with a friend in another car. Although his aura is a little obscured to Lacey's detection, she deems she will spare his life – since Doug seemed anxious to claim this soul. Since he was not destined to die today, Lacey will grant him protection to survive this accident today. This could be his chance to right any wrongs and turn his life around.
Whitney yells to Danny who was nearby as he came to save Whitney from Doug's attack. Whitney shrieks "Go stop that Angel and retrieve that last soul."
Danny speeds over and sees the Sweet Angel standing by the yellow car. Danny knocks the Angel down in a football-style tackle and they land in a pile, a couple of feet away.
Still on top of Lacey, Danny says "Nah Nah Nah…not so fast, Tweedledum. This one's ours to claim." He jumps off her to race back to the body in the yellow car.
Lacey is panting and agitated. She sputters 'How dare you? I know you were raised by less-than-wolves, but really…."
Danny is halted by what he sees: a protection amulet is around Rico's neck.
Lacey stands up and dusts herself off. She puffs out her majestic ivory wings regally as she holds her head high and proclaims "Looks like your tally was wrong. Tsk..Tsk…didn't your side teach you to only count your 'birds in hand' so to speak?"
Whitney arrives on the scene with an out-of-breath Doug right on her heels.
Doug is relieved. He smiles as he states "Lacey, did you get to him in time?"
She answers "Yes, I did…ugh…" Lacey speech is halted as she exclaims in alarm as Danny's hand is roughly latched onto her arm. He yanks her to face him directly. His copper eyes have a fiery tinge to them as he emits tapped rage.
Danny says evenly "Take that amulet off him now." His voice is low, but lethal-sounding with an implied threat in the tone. His enormous, beautiful black wings expand about him in his fury.
Lacey pretends to consider his request. She squints her ebony eyes, glances at the Heavens, and then looks directly into his eyes.
Lacey responds "Uhmmm, can't. No, that's not exactly truthful…I meant to say 'won't'. I won't do it." She widens her eyes and raises her eyebrows at him with her statement.
She straightens her stands to stand even more erect with her white wings still fully displayed. The two Angels make a startling contrast as they stand, ivory wings versus raven wings. They were standing so close together with barely two inches separating the wings apart. From an outside perspective, the wings looked to almost encase the two (as if inside a pod of wings).
Danny and Lacey stay that way for a moment as each tries to impose a commanding air towards the other one. Their eyes intensely connect at first in irritation and then their eyes widen perceptively with recognition. Immediately, they become transfixed by some invisible hold as they gaze at each other. Danny and Lacey experience some foreign emotion that neither of them want to give credence. They each choose to ignore it.
Whitney interrupts their staring standoff with a loud screech at Doug. She contests "This is an abomination! The High Tribune will hear about this! Come on, Danny!"
She turns and angrily stalks away.
Danny smirks. He sniffs and he looks at Lacey in disdain. He contracts his wings back somewhat as he starts to walk away. He abruptly turns and brings his face close to Lacey's. Lacey's eyes widen as she is startled by his unexpected return to her.
This is the only response that she gives. She is a little unnerved by this spirit and she is peeved at her response to him. She holds his gaze and holds her ground against him as she schools her face to show no emotion.
"Don't think you've seen the last of us today. This isn't the end." Danny's breath is surprisingly sweet – especially since his soul is blackened.
He continues "Until next time, Dumb Angel…and I won't be so nice in the future - regardless how you look, Dollface."
Lacey is ticked by Danny's reference of a lack of intelligence, his insult to her. She knows he was trying to strike a low blow but that doesn't lessen the sting.
Danny turns and joins Whitney as they soon disappear into air in their retreat back to Hell.
Doug walks to Lacey's side. "Are you okay?" Doug expresses concern over Lacey's confrontation with the Dark Angel.
"Yeah. I am. Are you?" Lacey inquires.
"Yeah, although she does pack a wicked punch to the gut. I am glad that you got to that Rico in time." Doug replies.
Lacey frowns as she looks back at Rico still in the bent car. She states "I couldn't get a good read on him. He seems to be at a crossroads in his life. He is not necessarily good nor is he necessarily evil. I placed the protection amulet on him since I could not detect his aura and since you seemed so eager to save him. Hopefully, we made the right decision regarding that human."
The Angels hears sirens coming from the distance. Lacey advises "We better go. Help is arriving for Rico. Besides, you heard that Death Angel. She is going to cause trouble since we interfered with Rico. Neither of us have been summoned to appear to the High Tribune before."
"Do you think we will be in serious trouble?" Doug as he and Lacey walk away from the accident scene.
Before they disappear from view and transport back to Heaven, Lacey states "I don't know, Doug. I am trying to keep positive, but I have a strange feeling about this."
Lacey doesn't confide to Doug that she knew Danny from a prior time. She is still processing her feelings from the shock of seeing him again after all these years. Danny had gotten even more devastatingly handsome than Lacey remembered. She wonders how much she has changed physically to him.
Lacey knows she must be careful in any future dealings with Danny. He isn't the same person she once met. They have both been operating on different sides for a long time. They have different agendas and carry forth those agendas in quite contrasting ways. Lacey would do well to forget that she had ever met Danny. That innocent person should be a distant memory. The present-day form was dangerous Angel.
*Lovely Readers, thank you for reading. I really appreciate the love and support you have shown to all of my fics. I hope you enjoy this short story. Please continue to the next chapter.
Oh, in case you were wondering about the title, it was inspired by the song by Mint Condition called 'Forever In Your Eyes.' It contains a line about 'love infinity – I can see forever in your eyes.'
Please continue to Chapter 2…Dimples Valntina