Episode 1: The Angel
Logan Kastala’s eyes widened in fear. He saw the car speeding right for him, but he knew he didn’t have time to get out of the way. He raised his arms up to try and shield his face, and then everything went black. He was lifted off the ground, and then it felt like he was rolling. He stopped moving but could not see a thing. He was still in total darkness. He moved his arms and felt a soft barrier like a blanket of feathers. He attempted to push his way out, but then he felt another person in the darkness with him.
“Hey! What’s going on? Who’s there? What happened?” Logan asked.
What Logan thought was a blanket pulled away from him and parted, letting in the light. Logan blinked and saw his friend, Obadiah. “Obie? You’re always bailing me out of tough spots lately. It’s good we met! Thanks for the save!” Logan laughed, but he cut his laugh short when he got a better look at his friend. “Obie?” Logan said, backing up slowly. “You have wings! Am I dead, Obie? Are you an angel?” Tears welled up in Logan’s eyes.
Obadiah reached out and grasped Logan’s arms. “Don’t be scared, Logan. You’re not dead. Yes, I have wings. But, I’m still the same guy you’ve become friends with over the last few weeks.” He tried to give Logan a reassuring smile.
“What are you, though? Are you an angel? A mutant? Something else?” Logan didn’t pull away from Obadiah, but he was still nervous.
“I am what you call an angel. We call ourselves Seraphim. We are not religious spirits from a place called Heaven, though. We are a race of beings from an alternate plane of existence. Our doorway into your world opens in the space between Earth and Mars. Many, many years ago, a human saw one of us coming to Earth. They saw him “descend from the Heavens,” and the myth of angels sprang up from that sighting.” Obie guided Logan into the park while they talked. They finally settled at a picnic table off by themselves.
“Why me? Why would you befriend and help me? And I can’t see your wings anymore. Where do they go?” Logan peered around behind him, looking for Obadiah’s wings.
“The wings are always there. I can control when people see them and when they can’t. As far as helping you and making you my friend? I genuinely like you. I sense great and special things in your future, Logan. You will accomplish amazing things. I’m sure of it.” Obie said.
Logan blushed. “I’m nothing special.”
“Oh, but you are. I know it.” Obadiah’s smiling face turned suddenly serious. “I am going to get in big trouble for revealing myself to you. You probably won’t ever see me again. My father sits on the Council of Judgement, though I doubt if even he can get me out of this mess. If I never see you again, I want you to have something.” Obie’s wings reappeared for just a moment. He plucked one bright silvery feather, then the wings vanished again. He handed the feather to Logan. “Keep this close, and you will always feel my presence when I am on Earth, and I’ll be able to sense if you are in danger.”
Logan’s head was reeling. He was still trying to absorb everything that was happening. First, a car nearly ran him over. Then an angel saved his life, an angel who happened to be his friend. Now, that friend was giving him a magic feather plucked from his own wing. Could things get any weirder? Logan reached over and took the feather. “Thanks, Obie. This is all very overwhelming, but I do mean it when I say thanks. I’m just trying to wrap my head around all this.”
Obadiah reached across the table and took ahold of Logan’s hands. “Logan, everything will be ok. I promise. Even if I can’t come back, I sense remarkable things for you. You’re special, Logan. I knew it from the first time we met.” Obie leaned across the table, staring intently into Logan’s eyes.
Logan sighed and leaned forward. “If you might not come back, then I better do this now.” He closed the remaining distance between them and kissed Obadiah.
A bright flash of light caused both boys to quickly pull back from the kiss. Logan grinned and said, “Wow. That kiss made the sun brighter.” But then his smile faded. Three angels were standing around them. Two wore bright, shining armor, and each one grabbed one of Obadiah’s arms and pulled him to his feet. The third angel wore a fancy business suit. Logan could see their wings. The two armored angels had silver wings like Obadiah’s, but the other one had golden wings.
The angel in the suit spoke first. “Obadiah, son of Samael, by order of the Council of Judgement, I hereby place you under arrest. You are ordered to accompany me to the Council Chambers for your trial.”
Logan sprang up from his seat. “No! He didn’t do anything wrong! He saved my life! How can that be a crime?”
Obadiah started to speak, but Logan never heard what he was going to say. All four angels disappeared in a flash of light. Logan waited around for a while but had to give up and go home. He hoped that Obie was telling the truth about the feather. He clutched it tight and prayed that someday it would lead him to Obie.
The two Seraphim Law Keepers half dragged, half carried Obadiah through the Council chambers before pushing him down into the Judgement Seat. The Law Keepers fastened the restraints and left the room. Obie’s face contorted in rage as he turned to look at the third Seraphim. “You could have let me say goodbye to him at least. Two more minutes would not have mattered to you, Abathar.”
“If you want mercy, speak to Zadkiel. I seek only to see you judged for your crimes against our society. Crimes which you added to just before our arrival.” A look of disappointment and disgust crossed Abathar’s face. “With these new crimes, even your father won’t be able to help you, Obadiah. You held such promise.”
Obadiah sat straight up in his chair and stared directly into Abathar’s golden yellow eyes. “I did only what my heart commanded of me. If the Council judges that to be a crime, then so be it! I would do everything the same all over again!”
The doors at the end of the Great Hall opened, and six more Seraphim entered, all with golden-hued wings. Abathar took his place with the Council, three sat on each side of the table, and the last, the High Judge, stood at the opposite end of the table from the Judgement Seat. The High Judge, Azrael, spoke to the accused. “Obadiah, your father pleaded with the Council to show you mercy. We were inclined to accede to his wishes until news of your additional crimes reached us. Your crimes have tied our hands, and your sentence is set.”
Obie glared at each member of the Council. His father wouldn’t even meet his gaze. He clenched his teeth and glared across the table at Azrael. “I did nothing wrong. Not one thing I did hurt anyone here or on Earth. I saved Logan’s life and fell in love with him. He has an important future. I’m sure of it. Earth benefits from what I did. I committed no crimes!”
Azrael shook his head. “You know that interfering in a human’s life is not permitted. You also know that interacting with a human sexually is a crime. And just for your crime of homosexuality, the punishment is banishment. All three of these crimes individually are serious offenses. You committed all three. That cannot go unpunished.”
Obie blushed in embarrassment and anger. “I did not have sex with Logan! And besides, none of those things should be crimes. Love is not a crime. Humans are a lot like us. If we interact with them more, we can help them. They can even help us in some ways! Your views are ancient and bigoted.”
“My views are the views of our people. My views are the law. You kissed that human boy. If we allowed it to continue, you would have gone further. Obadiah, you know why we passed these laws. The last time a Seraphim became involved with a human, he impregnated her. The humans called it a miracle birth. Hell, they still have wars over it over two thousand years later! The Council cannot excuse your actions, no matter how much we’d like to.” Azrael walked over to where Obadiah sat. “Obadiah, son of Samael, you are hereby forever banished from our kingdom. If you return, you will be immediately put to death.” Azrael pushed a button, signaling the Law Keepers to return. Azrael and the other six members of the Judgement Council left the room.
Obadiah’s screams echoed throughout the Great Hall as the Law Keepers removed his wings and dragged him to the Plains of Judgement. He saw his father in the crowd, and he screamed, “Father! They took my wings! Father! Help me!” His father merely turned his back and walked away.
The Law Keepers opened a rift to the blackness of space above the Earth. They forced Obadiah to stand, then they pushed him through the breach.
As Obadiah fell through space, his Seraphim power leaked out of the wounds on his back. The power attracted space dust and rocks that gathered around the young Seraphim like a meteor shower. Obie entered the Earth’s atmosphere as part of the most massive meteor shower ever recorded. There were so many rocks surrounding his body that no telescope caught sight of Obadiah’s body at the center of the storm. The meteors, glowing with a bluish light, streaked through the warm August night sky on a collision course with the small town of Newville, Virginia.