By A Touch of an Angel

Why Was Everyone Crying?

The light in the room dimmed as three powerful beings entered. No one said a word. No one moved a muscle. It was impossible to thwart these god-like things; through thick and thin. They were powerful. More vigorous than you could ever imagine. It appears, only the civilians can stand their presence. The outsiders would disintegrate from their power. Twins entered in unison, ready for whatever is to come forth. They had almost the same amount of power as the three. Now, only two thrones were empty, only for a young girl and a boy to occupy. A warm feeling filled the used to be cold room. The girl was causing this. The doors closed with sheer force.

Everyone shivered from the precipitous presence of the seven.

The room was an old style with chandeliers and fainting sofas with other regular chairs. Seven thrones were in front of the audience on a stage. So, was a person. She's chained to a wall that in front of the stage and audience. All four limbs not moving in the tight chains attached to the back wall; almost invisible to the crowd. Her silver-blue eyes; filled with sadness and happiness. Finally, she gets to see her family and they were to see her fake betrayal. Hope wasn't seen anywhere on her body, for it had disappeared. Nothing can save her now; guards are on every side of her. "Help," She whispered, only to receive no response.

The only noise heard was the faint chirping of a bird. Nobody questioned it. It was a depressing day for everyone. Seeing that the room was silent, the bird stopped chirping. They loved the girl that got the death penalty. It was impossible for her to go against her family. The people of the town loved her. She was the nicest person they ever met. Her mom was gone, but she always kept going. Love and hope were always all around her. Even three of the beings on those thrones were jealous of the trust she has gained in such a short amount of time. "Live for me, my friends." The girl said to the front row. But, sadly they did not hear her, her voice was too hoarse. That is what she thought, but a little girl heard her loud and clear. She whimpered with pain.

Tears of no hope spread on everyone's faces like a contagious disease. Hope was at a loss at what to do. These people loved the girl way too much, and it's their downfall. A girl in the crowd, looked up at the girl that was hanging, with determination and hope. She was ready to face all the nightmares the clouded her innocent mind. For, she was ready for the world and all its horrors.

People prayed for this to be a nightmare. A sweet, sweet illusion. Unfortunately, it was not. They weren't asleep, wide awake actually. And right then and there, they found out they lived in a real life nightmare. They started to cry as they thought of the girl. Only to be silenced by the oldest brother of the powerful beings. "We are here today for the betrayal of Athanasia. She teamed up with the enemy and gave them information. All family who agree with me, raise your hands." Nobody could believe that their friend was a traitor. It was like it was a fantasy. Too unreal it seems like a dream. More hope disappeared from the already hopeless audience. Everyone thought this was going to be the usual boring meeting.

Five out of seven raised their hands. The three brothers glared at the two who didn't raise their hands. These people were the Athanasia's parent and friend. "I refuse to believe this! My friend would do nothing like this! I know her better than anybody here, even her parents!" The girl's best friend yelled. Her vision and thinking clouded with sadness. All the time, they hang out. Through thick and thin. They touched their inner selves together. Their angels. "Shut up! It has, since the girl has been here, decided that Athanasia will serve death!" The youngest of the brothers said. Those two were the only ones who stood up for Athanasia. Everyone else was too afraid or even threatened. Another whisper said from the girl, "All will be well in time." Meaning, they will forget the kindness of this girl. And nobody will help her.

Athanasia's dad stayed quiet during the whole thing; which was a smart thing to do. In the father's eyes, you can see worry and bags under his eyes. All this from his daughter going missing. "I'm leaving the counsel! Come on Abrax!" Athanasia's dad-Abrax, complied, leaving all the others. "Well, now there are only five people in the council." The middle brother said. When he said this, the twins began to worry. For, two people were banished with no vote.