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centuries. It wasn’t the sort of gift that you picked up overnight. They were sort of like Yoda, only taller and less wrinkled. “How old are you, Jonathon?”
“Seventeen,” replied Jonathon, “and I lived all of those years, short three minutes, in Heaven. You see, I died at birth. When I first came here, I was taken by the angels to my great-grandmother Gladys. She raised me in the knowledge of the Lord. Later, my great-grandfather Bud arrived to help her. They’ve been wonderful. I love them very much, and they love me. One day, so I’ve been promised, my parents and others of my family will be here with me too.”
“It sounds to me like we’re all very much in the same boat,” said Jerry.
“Boat?” asked Christopher. “What boat is that?”
That comment brought a round of laughter from both Jonathon and Jerry.
“Is he always like that?” asked Jonathon.
“Yeah, pretty much,” confirmed Jerry. “He was raised by angels.”
“Oh well, I suppose it’s better than being raised by wolves,” said Jonathon.
It was about that time that Christopher got it. “Oh, yes…the same boat, as in the same circumstance.”
“Yeah,” said Jerry, looking toward Jonathon, who just nodded in agreement. “But how long have you been here, Jonathon, and how did you get here?”
“The same way you did, I suspect. The demons were guarding all of the gates. I tried several of them. So, when all else failed, I infiltrated the compound in a way only we humans can.”
“You gated in,” deduced Christopher.
“I think I just said that,” confirmed Jonathon. “Actually, I was here in Zion when this whole thing started. I was right across the street, over there at the library, studying ancient Egyptian when it began.”
“Ancient Egyptian?” asked Jerry.
“Yeah,” confirmed Jonathon. “I enjoy studying other languages, ancient languages especially. I’ve learned twenty-three so far.”
“Twenty-three different languages?” exclaimed Jerry.
“Is there an echo in here?” asked Jonathon. “Yes, twenty-three languages. Those include both the angelic and demonic tongues. Under the present situation, that may become useful.
“Anyway, there was a terrible explosion that rocked the entire building. I went running out into the street just in time to see a volley of demon fireballs blow out one entire wall of the Great Hall of Angels. The rubble came crashing to the street hundreds of feet below in a great rumble, then a huge cloud of dust came billowing down the street at high speed…and I ducked into the Great Hall of Records. I mean, it’s one of the best built buildings in all of Zion. I thought I’d be safe there until the battle ended. Anyway, it offered a tremendous view of it all with its huge thick windows. So I just waited.
“At first the angels fought very well. They were converging from all sides on the demons that were attacking the Great Hall. For a time, I thought that they would surely crush this demon raid on the Holy City. But the demons just kept coming. It wasn’t a raid; it was a full-scale invasion. You should have seen it: angels and demons battling in the sky over Zion—hundreds, then thousands, then millions of them. The sky was darkened by their black wings. There were lightning bolts and fireballs flying everywhere. And in the end, the angels were forced to withdraw.”
Jonathon continued, “Hours went by, and the demons just kept streaming out of the Hall of Angels. I figured that they were coming in through their main ring in the Hall of Angels, and here I was only a mile and a half away from ground zero. So I waited and watched.
“The streets were filled with people by now, and some had been injured by falling and flying debris. Well, so much for the demons’ promises that humans wouldn’t be hurt during this conflict. They’re demons, what do you expect?”
“Yeah, we’ve seen firsthand how they keep their word,” said Jerry. “We don’t want their kind
“Seventeen,” replied Jonathon, “and I lived all of those years, short three minutes, in Heaven. You see, I died at birth. When I first came here, I was taken by the angels to my great-grandmother Gladys. She raised me in the knowledge of the Lord. Later, my great-grandfather Bud arrived to help her. They’ve been wonderful. I love them very much, and they love me. One day, so I’ve been promised, my parents and others of my family will be here with me too.”
“It sounds to me like we’re all very much in the same boat,” said Jerry.
“Boat?” asked Christopher. “What boat is that?”
That comment brought a round of laughter from both Jonathon and Jerry.
“Is he always like that?” asked Jonathon.
“Yeah, pretty much,” confirmed Jerry. “He was raised by angels.”
“Oh well, I suppose it’s better than being raised by wolves,” said Jonathon.
It was about that time that Christopher got it. “Oh, yes…the same boat, as in the same circumstance.”
“Yeah,” said Jerry, looking toward Jonathon, who just nodded in agreement. “But how long have you been here, Jonathon, and how did you get here?”
“The same way you did, I suspect. The demons were guarding all of the gates. I tried several of them. So, when all else failed, I infiltrated the compound in a way only we humans can.”
“You gated in,” deduced Christopher.
“I think I just said that,” confirmed Jonathon. “Actually, I was here in Zion when this whole thing started. I was right across the street, over there at the library, studying ancient Egyptian when it began.”
“Ancient Egyptian?” asked Jerry.
“Yeah,” confirmed Jonathon. “I enjoy studying other languages, ancient languages especially. I’ve learned twenty-three so far.”
“Twenty-three different languages?” exclaimed Jerry.
“Is there an echo in here?” asked Jonathon. “Yes, twenty-three languages. Those include both the angelic and demonic tongues. Under the present situation, that may become useful.
“Anyway, there was a terrible explosion that rocked the entire building. I went running out into the street just in time to see a volley of demon fireballs blow out one entire wall of the Great Hall of Angels. The rubble came crashing to the street hundreds of feet below in a great rumble, then a huge cloud of dust came billowing down the street at high speed…and I ducked into the Great Hall of Records. I mean, it’s one of the best built buildings in all of Zion. I thought I’d be safe there until the battle ended. Anyway, it offered a tremendous view of it all with its huge thick windows. So I just waited.
“At first the angels fought very well. They were converging from all sides on the demons that were attacking the Great Hall. For a time, I thought that they would surely crush this demon raid on the Holy City. But the demons just kept coming. It wasn’t a raid; it was a full-scale invasion. You should have seen it: angels and demons battling in the sky over Zion—hundreds, then thousands, then millions of them. The sky was darkened by their black wings. There were lightning bolts and fireballs flying everywhere. And in the end, the angels were forced to withdraw.”
Jonathon continued, “Hours went by, and the demons just kept streaming out of the Hall of Angels. I figured that they were coming in through their main ring in the Hall of Angels, and here I was only a mile and a half away from ground zero. So I waited and watched.
“The streets were filled with people by now, and some had been injured by falling and flying debris. Well, so much for the demons’ promises that humans wouldn’t be hurt during this conflict. They’re demons, what do you expect?”
“Yeah, we’ve seen firsthand how they keep their word,” said Jerry. “We don’t want their kind
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