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AUTHOR'S DISCLAIMER: Jennifer Chase and the Captain Power universe belong to
JMS and Landmark. Angels belong to God, except for the two
guardians angels that I have with me each day. I make no money
off any of them. Lyrics and title are from Trans-Siberian Orchestra's "Christmas Eve and Other Stories" album. The story was inspired by them. THE SOURCE OF THE SOUNDAn Angel came down One night to the earth A Mission from God To find out the worth Of everything that His children had done. Since that winter night The birth of His son. "I love you, Jon, so much." Jennifer's chest was so tight she could barely breathe. The pain ... it made her skin crawl and her ears buzz, every nerve ending on fire. All she wanted was close her eyes, for this to be over. Right now, the pain was far worse than the finality of what was to come. "Goodbye...you think of me sometime. Goodbye." With a horrifying crash and flurry of rapid fire, the door slammed open 10 feet away. She forced herself up to her feet, so she could meet Blastarr face to face when her time came. And for the first time in her brief life, Jennifer Chase said a silent prayer, daring upon all hope that someone, ANYONE, would hear. Please God, take me safely from this place. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~* And then a sound filled the night In the cold winter air And in the midst of his flight It was holding him there. And as he looked towards the earth For the source of this sound On that cold winter night It was pulling him down. For the Angel, it was a brief fleeting moment. Prayers upon prayers had been uttered that day, and for many days before. He knew they would not end that night, and he knew he would bring far more people home to their Maker. Perhaps even this night. But this prayer caught his attention So brief, and yet so heartfelt. He heard it as one catches a phrase of song in the spin of a breeze. Just a small utterance, but said with the passion of the damned. So the Angel turned from his course with all of his speed, and went down towards the earth. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~* To bring something back This Angel was told That no one could touch But Angels could hold As the Angel drew closer, he recognized he knew this one. This one had committed many sins, some of them unutterable and vile. But her Father had insisted she be watched. She needed but some guidance. And so she had been guided. First away from the path that had been chosen for her by others, and then towards knowing her Father. It had taken time and patience, but this one had renounced evil as much as she could in times such as these. But she had not found a way to communicate with God ... until now, in her final hour of despair. No greater gift could a man give than to surrender his life for a friend. And now she was doing so. Not only for her friends, but for Mankind. He flew with as much speed as his Father had enabled him with. Of all His children, this one would be coming home this Christmas Day. For her, it would not be a journey of pain, but of love. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~* So on that night When the sky had cleared Among all the stars An Angel appeared. "Go to Hell!" She spat the words at him with as much strength as she had left to muster. And then, before he could react, she drew her fingers across the glowing red control pad. It would be quick. She could not hope for it to be painless. And she did not dare hope her prayer would be answered. She had learned faith, but she had not dared believe. That did not matter. As fire and death surrounded her, the pain suddenly disappeared. Before she marveled at the first miracle, she felt arms around her, arms so beautiful and strong. She had known love, but now, for the first time in her life, Jennifer Chase knew peace and safety. ~Finis~ |