ONE

THE VESSEL

HEAVEN

It took hours to convince Michael and Uriah to let me go down. Muriel and Ariel were on my side since I dropped the bomb. I'm pretty sure the conversation went something like…

"How long have you known, Isobel? Tell me!" Uriah would shout over and over. With no effect to me, of course, big brother loves me, he wouldn't hurt me...

"As long as I've known for, Uriah. Now please, for the love of our Father, please stop shouting," I muttered, clutching my left temple.

"There is no way you are going down to Earth. It's too dangerous, Isobel! You need to be here, where you are safest," Michael has always been the calmer one, that's for sure. Even when Lucifer defied, Michael tried so hard to get him back.

"Look, I'm going, okay? She's my blood and now more than ever, demons will be after her. I'm looking out for my family. Just as I would do you for guys, wouldn't you want me to look after you, if you were in trouble?"

"That is not the point, Isobel!"

"Actually, it is, Uriah, it is the same situation. Would you, or would you not want your siblings to protect you in times of danger?" Calmly, as much as I could manage, asked them.

"I would, you are, of course, right again, dear little sister. You have everything at your disposal, you leave when you are ready. Check in with Raphael to see who your vessel is. But you would be drawn to them anyway, but in just case you can't find them," Michael put out a hand towards Uriah, a sign of silence on his behave. The archangel has made his decision.

EARTH

So, here I am, on Earth, looking for my vessel. A young girl, around sixteen years old in high school named Ivy Rosendale. She's smaller than other girls her age, but not tiny and she has long, dark, curly hair and dark brown eyes. Rather pretty for a hair-less ape. I always laugh whenever my siblings call them that.

Looking at her through her dreams, about sunshine mostly and beaches, or at night stargazing. She loves the openness of the sky and everything beyond. The more I visited her dreams, the more I fell in love with them.

I could see the heavens through her eyes. And sometimes, she'd notice me, ask me my name, which I answered, Isobel, I keep coming back, so often that she calls us friends. Tonight was no different to all the other dreams I had visited in hopes of getting her answer, in hopes of seeing the stars again, or a forest or a beach.

"Isobel, it's good to see you," Ivy, smiled and sat on what she calls the bonnet of her car. I've missed a lot in heaven, its taking me time learn everything.

"Hi Ivy, I missed you," I smile back.

"I missed you, too, Is," Is?

"Is?" I asked, quirking an eyebrow.

"Yeah, don't your friends call you Is?" she asked, genuinely surprised.

"I don't have friends, just family and everyone calls me Isobel," I tell her. It's true, everyone in heaven is my family and I haven't been down to Earth since I left when I died.

"That must be lonely," her expression softened.

"No, it's nice. I'm never lonely, I have my nieces and my brothers and sisters. I'm not alone. After all, I do live in heaven."

Ivy gasped. "You live in heaven?! No freaking way! That's awesome!"

"It is?"

The scenery around us changed, from at night on the car, to a sandy beach in the hot Australian sun. "Yes, dumbass! What are you an angel or something?!" Ivy screeched.

"Um, yes, as a matter of fact, I am an angel…"

I didn't have the chance to finish whatever I was going to say, but her dream ended when she woke up. To her I was just another dream that'll come back to her the next night.

I walked out of her head and back into myself. I can't use her as a vessel if she doesn't let me. So my simple plan was, get her to trust me, in whatever way I can then ask. Hopefully, she'll say yes.

During the day, I did what I usually did, I found the girl and protected her in any way I could. Ariah is six years old with a single mother to look after her.

Little did they know, she'll have an archangel watching over her, but that's only if her life is in danger, if not, that's where I come in, I will be like a personal body guard to Ariah, all hours of the day.

Ariah Vandal is the Veil for this millennia, but she'll only live a normal human's life span, 89 years. Once she dies the Veil will either go on or switch over to another human, probably. The Veil is unpredictable, and for good reason. Otherwise all we'd have to do is wait it out to come to us.

It's dangerous, sure, to go after the Veil, but just imagine all that power. All that power, all in one place. It's very difficult to find, even harder to get to her and even harder again to get it out of her, even harder to kill her.

Her protection is my highest priority. I need to get my vessel. As soon as possible to protect Ariah, at any moment she could be in danger, and I'm the only one that can protect her. It's my new duty, my new purpose, my new destiny. I have a lot of work to do, after all, no rest for the wicked.

A/N: Heya guys xD I liked the original response, but reviews are love xDD