ACT 02:
LESSON ONE: WHAT IS AN ANGEL? WHAT IS A DEMON?
3rd Person
Roger arrived, best suited to his dress and peered longingly to the house of his teacher. He clicked a button and his car was locked and protected and just as he started to walk towards the door he saw Angel had been following him.
"Why if it isn't Angel?" He said, mockingly. He had begun to get slightly irritated at her presence now and then when he was on a job.
"Roger, you know Rosewater, just can't stand to keep his big nose out of your business, ever." Angel smiled, taking her helmet off and placing it on top of the seat of her motorcycle.
"Well was is it this time?" He asked, adjusting his sunglasses."
"Rumor has it, that your having trouble, with that android of yours, true?" Angel cocked an eyebrow, as if amused by this.
"She's possessed, Angel." Roger said, slightly offended by her gesture.
"Really? Isn't funny, to you I mean, that she all of sudden attains a soul…a human soul?"
"Not, just anyone's human soul…" Roger smirked
"What do you mean?"
"She's got the real Dorothy's soul, inside her." Roger said, folding his arms. Angel's chin dropped her eyes, widened.
"HOW?" She asked.
"Mr. Wynrieght. That scientist wasn't just a scientist, he was a professor in Demonology…"
"Sure…no, what I came up here for was, not to bother you but to give you a tip…are you seeing Old Man Taylor here" She pointed to the house of the man Roger was suppose to see. Roger nodded…apparently interested in what she had to say…
"You better be careful…and you take every word seriously, that he says." Roger turned from her to glance at the house again. Puzzled….
"Angel"— But she had already put on her helmet and begun to drive off.
"Why do you that? Start talking bout something and then…then" Roger's sentence trailed off and he walked up to the porch of the house. He knocked on the door and tiny women, no taller than 5 feet tall came to him with a sensitive smile. Roger nodded, with a cool smirk and he took off his sunglasses as he was led to the living room where he was seated.
"He's been eager to teach you, Roger." The women said.
"Really, umm, mam, if I'm not intruding your privacy may I ask your name?"
"Sure, it's Jessica, Jessica Taylor, but you can call me Jess if you'd like." Her eyes wrinkled, as she smiled again.
"Hun, he'll be here in a just a moment, he's on the commode." She said, in a raspy voice. She began to cough, uneasily. Roger stood and fetched a tissue and gently patted her back. She grinned again, and simply gave him a hug.
"Thank-you sonny. That's so very kind of you, you know young men these days wouldn't get up and help an old gal like me." Jessica said, talking in a smooth voice again. Roger coincided in another smile and made himself comfortable. The house had a cinnamon smell to it and a warm feeling of serenity and Roger felt content, while waiting.
"Roger?" An old man appeared from the darkness of the hall.
"Taylor?" Roger stood.
"Haha! So glad you could make it, nice to finally have decent talk with ya." Taylor held out his right hand and shook hands with Roger. A smile of decency crease his face and warmness filled his eyes.
"Well, I'm sure you've met my wife, Jessica." And Roger nodded. Jessica waved and smiled walking out of the room and she closed the door.
"Alright negotiator, lets see how long you can last." His expression changed, a bit to a mischievous look. Roger had a quirk of suspense let loose, he became interested in his last words how long you can last? What does that mean?
"Lesson One: What is an Angel? What is a Demon?" He presented, two questions to Roger and he was very skeptical.
"Umm…?" He didn't respond.
"Roger, what do you think an Angel is?"
"A…a enlightening being?"
"Wrong. A spiritual being of light. Of truth, and most of all both beauty and love." Taylor said.
"Spiritual?" Roger looked confused.
"Son, you've not on clue of religion, do you?"
"NO sir." Roger responded.
"Well we've got a long way to go then. Alright do you know what the Bible is?"
"No sir."
"Ok, look at this. It's the extended version of it, it tells about three beings, one: the Creator, God, two: Jesus, the creator's son, and three: The Holy Spirit." Roger flinched a bit….what on earth is he talking about? Roger thought.
"I've heard the expression God, cause I've said that but I never knew what it meant…" Roger blurted after a moment or two…Taylor just looked at him and said:
"Just bear with me when I tell you this…everyone whose not alive today have gone to a place called Hell, except for a few exceptions, for people who learned of both the bible and Demonology. The guy, Jesus, yea he died for me and you and everyone else in this miserable city, a very long, long time ago. When we sin, he forgive us, IF we ask for forgiveness and if we believe in him we will go to Heaven."
"DO what!" Roger exclaimed.
"Where's Hell? Where's Heaven? What are these things? Who are those people?" Roger was full of questions.
"Roger, Hell, is a very bad place to be. Bad people who've sinned and didn't believe in God, go there and burn for all the rest of eternity…That's were demons live and breed. They feed off of the living's bad memories, thoughts or dreams. Demons can possess a human here by will or choice."
"Alright, I think I'm starting to understand but where is that?"
"When we die Roger, our souls are separated through a book called the Book Of Life, if your name isn't found then you're a bad soul, and you're evil. So you go to Hell WHEN YOU DIE, it's not a place in the living earth but a place in death. The good souls go to place called Heaven. Heaven is a wonderful place to be in. Surrounded by people you love and people who love you. You are rewarded greatly, if you're a good soul who loved and believe in Jesus and God…then you live peacefully for the rest of eternity."
They talked for hours, past dinner, in fact they skipped dinner. Roger confessed like a child to the simplest of sins, like lying, the hatred of another, the false belief, and having sex before any kind of marriage.
They talked of human, angels, demons. They talked about the creator, the son and holy ghost…Roger was overwhelmed at such news. He learned that there are certain types of Angels, and certain types of demons. There beings such as half-breeds, that live in the city as they spoke. But what amazed him the most was that no one else in this city…knew about their creator…he even didn't know of such a being and at some points he felt like it was some big conspiracy.
Then Taylor, presented the Bible to Roger to read as a reference or a time of study for him. Learning the marks of the beast, 666. Roger was stressed to say the least to learn that his whole world today, the house he lived in didn't matter…if he'd only loose it and die. But nonetheless, he'd try to read that Bible….
ok...I know it's not much for this chapter but the other one is good...READ ON! -butterflykisses-
