Free Shadow Guardians - Genesis by Albert Long Page A

to look around.
    “Doing that made my life feel like I have a purpose,” Matt said. If I can save children from dying, then maybe someday I can rest, and the Supreme One will forgive me for taking my own. “To the team,” Matt said. “To the team,” they all shouted in unison. “It’s still early. Let’s get in a couple more before we call it a night.
     
     
    CHAPTER ELEVEN: FORZOZELONE
    Fozzley and Selda walked through downtown, chatting about various subjects—catching up on old times. The skies suddenly turned very dark and cloudy, and a cold breeze flowed through the air at a rapid rate, stinging Selda’s nose. “Soulcatchers,” Selda announced. No sooner than she had uttered the phrase, they heard Clause’s voice from above, as he hovered in the air. Selda’s white, thick-feathered, wings ripped through her blouse and spread wide. She took a defensive pose. “Forzozelone Quitan still dwells the earth,” Orin said with a smirk. “Somehow, I always suspected it,” he added. “How can this be when we saw you with our own eyes, destroyed at the hands of the other Tarrons,” Jordin asked. “Tell us, are you Forzozelone,” Orin asked. “I am he,” Fozzley replied.
    “It was the high battle of earthly spirits,” Orin began. “It was the fight that the Supreme One knew had to be and had to be without HIS intervention. It was the fight to determine the fate of mankind and other beasts dwelling this planet—enslavement by the Tarrons or continued freedom and protection at the hands of the Angels. It was Angels versus Tarrons, with most supernatural spirits aligned with one side or the other. The Tarrons were near victory when the “Seventh” Tarron, their leader betrayed them and joined the Angels. The traitor helped the Angels defeat the Tarrons. Soulcatchers hunted and removed hoards of Demi-geists, not another of any real power to rise for decades. Though they suffered no loss in numbers, the Tarrons fled into the shadows, awaiting their next opportunity to avenge their defeat by the Angels—the emergence of the new “Seventh” Tarron. Unexpectedly, the Angels turned on Forzozelone for fear that he might reunite with the Tarrons one day. They imprisoned him and delivered him to the Soulcatchers. We severed his ties to this planet, he was judged, and he was banished from the earth”. Orin’s eyes were flaming red. “So, how can it be that you are on this planet,” Jordin asked. Fozzley said nothing. He looked at Selda. “Leave now, Soulcatchers, or I shall make you,” she said. “We’re not here to fight, Angel,” Orin said. Jordin swung his blade over the head of Fozzley. “That is, unless we have to,” Orin added. “I returned because the Supreme One wishes to prevent another war between the Angels on Earth and the Tarrons. The prophesized “Seventh” Tarron, their leader-to-be is on this planet. He doesn’t realize who or what he is, yet,” Fozzley said. “The Tarrons desperately seek him. My mission for the time granted me is to find and destroy the “Seventh” Tarron,” Fozzley added. “And what do you get in return,” Clause asked. “My dear Magda returns to me and we are allowed to dwell the earth in love for eternity,” Fozzley replied. The Soulcatchers let out loud guffaws in unison. “Let’s go,” Orin commanded. The Soulcatchers all disappeared into the air. Selda withdrew her wings. Fozzley breathed a sigh of relief. “You think they know who you were talking about—the “Seventh” Tarron—Selda asked. “I think maybe they have a clue. It’s not like his recent displays of power, attitude, and crushing defeats of enemies have gone unnoticed,” Fozzley said.
     
    CHAPTER TWELVE: BONDS
    Matt and Miguel sat by the edge of the water watching a human boy fishing with his father. “I used to envy other children who had fathers like that,” Matt said, breaking the silence. Miguel remained stone-faced and speechless. “Com on Mig, it’s me, your friend.