A/N - Now we are at 2 of 3! In case some of you had not taken note (:-D), I don't like to directly dictate to the reader, I prefer to leave some things open for personal interpretation. The next couple chapters may be a little bazaar, but just take them as they are and hopefully they will resonate with you in some way. :)

"In the beginning was the Word" – John 1:1

"On the spoken word all of God depends, all beasts and men; in the word live all creatures…The word is the imperishable, the firstborn of eternal law…the navel of the divine world." –Taittiriya Brahmana

"The spirit is created and animated not by light, but by sound." –Thomas Ashley-Farrand

"Light the fire of Kundalini[serpent of light/Melt your heart with divine love!" - Thirumandiram

Reyes

I remember it well, when it came to me, when it came to us. At four in the morning I sat under an evergreen tree, cushioned and surrounded by soft ferns, the moisture quilting my skin.

Zyraiah returned to me, again, her wings spanning, creating a private canopy for the two of us. I kissed my angel's palms and her breast bone, taking in her scent and preparing to absorb her words into my mind and body. Please, let this angel bring me great tidings.

"My angels, what news do you bring?" Zyraiah extended her wings to full length, reaching to the tops of the evergreens, her chest, arms, and heart open with power and love.

"He said this, my Reyes: "Know what is in front of your face and what is hidden from you will be disclosed to you. For there is nothing hidden that will not be revealed…Whoever has ears should hear. There is light within a person of light, and it shines on the whole world." The words opened me. I could feel the serpent of light uncoiling more and more from the seat of my core. I breathed in and out with revelation.

"Yes, of course, how could I not know this before?" Zyraiah looked upon me with mild shock.

"But can they do it? Are they ready?" I looked upon my dear angel's face with utmost faith and confidence.

"They certainly are!" Zyraiah still not look completely convinced.

"How do you know Reyes?" I smiled and took her into my arms.

"Believe me Zyraiah I know, I am fully aware. She is awake within them and they hear, they know. We can do this. We must."

Bella

At sunset when Reyes had awakened from her sleep, we were all called outside to the backyard. Why we had to meet here was beyond my comprehension, but at this point we sort of had no choice but to trust Reyes.

All of us gathered in a circle outside, the moon approaching full status so a glowing ambiance of lunar beams provided some light. I held Edward's hand, feeling excited and frightened at the same time. It was interesting to observe myself and how familiar I was becoming with the multitude of things most in the typical world would label as "paranormal".

"Everyone, thank you for hearing me out. I guess I don't have to tell you what is going on, what has befallen upon us. And how we have worked hard and struggled to overcome all this. But you know as well as I do that now we must find other means to defeat this dark creature." A murmur of support and agreement floated from the group. Looking over the treetops, the small flash of light indicated the arrival of Zyraiah and Xas. Their wings spanned gently as they descended, their entrance almost theatrical.

"So what will you have us do, Reyes?" Carlisle politely asked. She cleared her throat.

"This creature is of both terrestrial and celestial nature, so it is beyond being defeated by any traditional means we are familiar with. Therefore we need to do something that will go beyond damaging it physically." All of us looked at Reyes confused, especially Jasper and Emmett. Reyes continued to explain. "The only way to be rid of this creature forever is to attack it energetically. And we have the power, the ability, and most of all, the will to do so." Zyraiah flew to Reyes and handed her a scroll.

"What is that?" I asked.

"It is an incantation. Originally this scripture was from the Rig Vedas but this portion was destroyed, and there is no other copy on earth. Thankfully Zyraiah was able to find it in heaven." I marveled in wonder at all the manuscripts available in that celestial plane: All the books that were burned in the library in Alexandria. Reyes unrolled the scroll and we gazed upon the ornate writing. I gazed nervously at it, knowing full well there was no way I could learn to read that.

"The power will come from our voices, being there are nine of us, that will make it even more profound in the impact." She then looked up at us with the brightest, widest smile. "We are definitely prepared to do this, because I know that the serpent of light has uncoiled and awakened in all of you, I feel it. Your minds and throats are open, so if at any time, now is the time when we can do this, and must!" Edward stood up.

"Then teach us, Reyes."

Edward

After learning and practicing all night, Reyes and the angels seemed ecstatic about our progress. I had no idea whether or not this would work, but goodness knows I was certainly willing to try. Reyes told us we got the song and the sounds perfectly, but that the impact will finally come from our positioning, the collectivity of the voices, and finally our concentration and will to use and release the energy within us. Skepticism aside, it sort of made sense.

When we arrived at the field, Reyes found a patch of ground where the grass was thin and sparse. Being the Pacific Northwest, the ground was soft, and Reyes drew specific curving lines, circles, symbols, and signs. Her final piece was quite large. She looked nervous but determined.

We all gazed towards the southeast, the Olympic peaks looming in the distance, in the darkness, glowing with the rising sun slowly but surely over their majestically towering presence.

Reyes arranged us accordingly: Emmett, Carlisle, me and Jasper formed a curving line behind Rosalie, Esme, Reyes, Bella, and Alice. Rosalie and Alice were reaching their open hands behind to Jasper and Emmett. The nine of us created an elliptical shape, like a flower petal, or an eye. The angels hovered above us and to the side, bookends of protection in the open and expanding darkness. Before we began Reyes instructed us to remain silent for meditation.

Silence blanketed us for about five minutes, although it seemed like years, the time ticking away painfully slow. That silence was pierced and shattered first by Reyes, shouting out into the night, a death-like pitch of song, calling the beast to us. It would not be long before that familiar and menacing form swooped from over the peaks and loomed in our direction. My impulse was to reach for Bella, to shield her and protect her, grab her and run for the forest, but I could not break this seal we had formed.

Bella

I held my breath as the monster approached, squeezing Alice and Reyes's hands as tight as I possibly could. Reyes started the incantation first, singing and chanting a single syllable mantra in what sounded like a key of G-major. The women, including myself, collectively in our soprano and alto voices, followed with our two syllable mantra song. A small, thin wall of light shot up from one of the lines Reyes had drawn in the ground. It seemed to stun the monster, but nonetheless it continued to come after us.

I heard the angels' wings flap and the light around the wall intensified. Behind me I heard Edward sing. His rich tenor melody was making me feel weak, tears burst forth, completely on their own, as I closed my eyes to hear my love's voice. That was how angels should sound, not surprising me in the least that Edward had such a beautiful ability to sing.

The men then collectively sang and chanted together behind me, their deeper pitches almost created and wave and rumble. Pillars sprang up from the intricate symbols Reyes drew. They seemed to tease and taunt that dark winged monster, but nonetheless the creature seemed to begin to struggle maintaining its high airborne state.

The next phase came from all of us, in sync the male and female voices weaved in and out of each other, first the deeper chants, then the higher pitched chants, drawing out more light, more power. The monster was beginning to roar in protest and pain. Amazing! It was working, it was really working!

The last phase was where all nine of us joined our voices together. These last few lines were very long, very elaborate, but the most beautiful string of sounds and syllables laced together. Above us Zyraiah and Xas flew about, creating figure eights with the beams of light, lassoing around the creature. On one beat a burst of light hit the creature and it fell to the ground.

Approaching the final verse, the sensation in my body I experienced earlier, when Edward and I were together, it intensified. Pillars of light engulfed each and every one of us, it was so blinding I had to shut my eyes, but I still felt it. Once again when our voices merged into one, I used all my strength, all my might to open my eyes, still concentrating and focusing on my voice, but gazing at the creature. As if taking a final blow, the monster was thrust into the air, a beam of light punctured through its chest like a spear. Roaring out in pain, multiple beams of light pierced through the beast.

Suddenly, the being split in two; one body seemed like a typical man, and right away that body burst into flames. The other was that of an angel. Instantly the black wings became white, the skin light and pure, but then it dissolved into particles of light, blending in with the pillars, walls, and streams we were creating.

Intensifying in light, energy, and power, as a family, as one, we sang our last note. Closing my eyes again I felt completely surrounded and compressed by the light. It was warm, familiar, empowering. The beams from inside my body and out climbed up, and then I felt myself slip away and out of consciousness…or was I going deeper into a consciousness of my own….?