• A young angel stands, head bowed, in front of the head of the Angel Council, his father Kondo. “Please understand!” his mother pleaded. A murmur ripples through the crowd watching the council session. “He’s just a child, he didn’t know! It won’t happen again, I promise by my wings-!”

    “Enough!” shouts the angel banging his staff, “he may just be 1,000 years old but he cannot show himself like he did, in the year of the Eclipse!” he roars, “not in my court! He may be my son-“

    “But he was guarding her!” yells my mother, “just like all the other children he took the Angels Oath-“

    “I don’t care if he is her Guardian Angel-!”

    Suhtzki couldn’t take it anymore, “Please sir! I-I’ll do it, just stop fighting!” a gasp arose from the crowd; no one had ever interrupted the head of the council when they were being trialed.

    His mother, Linea, looked over Kondo’s shoulder at her brave little son, her blue eyes watering, her small delicate hands clutching her robes. “But you won’t lock him in a crystal will you!?” she cries to Kondo. He glares, a little sadly at Linea. “The Commandments clearly state that an angel that breaks a law will be locked in a crystal!” Did I detect a little sadness in his voice? ,I wonder. Mother runs over to me, “But you can’t do that!” she strokes my soft white wing feathers as she silently weeps. “Something else just not that!”

    “Excuse me!” says one of the council members as he stands up “I do believe that we could banish him if it would make you feel better.” He turns to look at me, “None of us like doing such things to young angels but it would have to be done, for his sake and ours.” He pushes out his chair and walks over to my father. The crowd starts whispering to each other as the Council Head and the Court Member discuss it, and soon the court was in an uproar! “Silence!” shouts Kondo as the crowd’s chatter dies down. He turns to face me and my weeping mother and announces my fate;”I have made the decision! The young angel, Suhtzki, will be banished from this court until he can prove himself to me and the court! That is the final!” He bangs his staff and a swirling, multicolored portal opens behind him. My mother caresses my wings, straightens my robes and kisses me goodbye before I am escorted toward the portal. “Don’t forget me Suhtzki!” she calls after the figures.

    My father turns to me as the guards wander back off, a single tear threatens his strong face and he quickly dashes it away. Grabbing my shoulders he tries to keep his voice steady “Here are your instructions Suhtzki; you will go to the orphanage on Cherry Street in the town we’re above now. When you touch the earth you must hide your wings and your true identity.” He tightens his grip, making me flinch, “And watch out for Erasers… you never know who or what they may be.”