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Once there was a little light.
This light was a soul and looked upon the world, watching as the forests slowly vanished. Creatures were tormented and violence broke out. It looked on the darkening land and thought-
I want to change it.
God was intrigued by the soul's determination and decided to see what it could accomplish. He sent the soul down the crystal road that spiraled through the clouds, so that it may be reborn in the form of a human. Yet as the soul moved down the path, the surface beneath it cracked and broke, plummeting the soul to Earth. The soul hit the ground with a mighty force, and a fragment broke off and flew far away. The broken soul and the fragment found their way to two very different women to begin their lives.
Turning away from the situation, God prepared some tea. He let it steep for a long time before finally taking a sip. Glancing back, he took another sip before putting the cup down and sighing. There would be too many issues that could sprout from a broken soul, and too high a chance that both pieces would cease to exist if they remained apart.
Oh bother.
Uriel was sent to fix the accident. He immediately was able to get the two mothers living in the same snowy town after some minor nudging. With the two mothers close to each other, getting the fragment back to where it belonged should have been easy especially with the two babies still unborn. His attempt failed, leaving the fragment's mother sterile after the child's birth.
Stepping back and observing, the angel saw the two boys grow and begin displaying their mental weaknesses. The boy with the broken soul was extremely sensitive and would often seem as if he was trying to fill the gap he had within himself. The boy with the fragment could be very explosive and rash, although that might have had a connection to his mother, but he also would become desperate to fit in with the other children and would push aside his common sense to do so. He knew for one to truly live, the other had to die.
After another attempt and ruining a preschool teacher's life, then being berated by Michael, Uriel decided he needed some assistance.
The angel Gabriel was much more heavy handed with his attempts, often throwing the boys and their friends in excessively dangerous situations, but each move he did was thwarted by them. After a rogue Trapper Keeper, a school bus tipping over a steep cliff and a myriad of other crazy attempts, Uriel wondered if they should just contact Malach HaMavet and get it over with.
Gabriel just snorted and said he could handle it.
On the cusp of the boys' eleventh year, Gabriel finally succeeded. The fragment was reunited with the soul it was broken from, and both angels left to return to their home.
The boy sat in the clean white room, looking upon his friend's face. He wasn't sure what to do. The tragedy that lay before him oddly left him without the hole in his heart that he tried to fill the past few years, but it also left him with a new emptiness. He took his friend's unresponsive hand and prayed.
A faint glimmer of light passed his notice and vanished.
Once there was a tiny light.
One born of a fragment of soul and a wish.
A wish that someday…
Note: Malach HaMavet means Angel of Death in Hebrew.