Tempting Wish [ 3 ]

Chapter 3 - The Dream

"W...Where am I?" Legna opened his eyes while scratching his head.
"Ouch" somewhy he was injured there.
Legna stood in the middle of a dark hallway, the walls were made out of stone, with triangular shape. Legna started walking into the darkness. He was hearing some voices coming out of the other side of that hallway, so he kept going to that direction.

"Mark!!! what were you thinking to yourself?!" a loud voice was yelling angrily. "But.. I had to! he has to know the truth! don't you understand Brad? we can't hide the truth about him anymore!".

Legna kept walking to hear better their conversassion.

"But Mark, he wont understand! he will be terrified! you didn't have to do it! where is he anyway?", "I...I left him in the dark hallway" Mark replied. "Are you insane?! that's like 5 minuted away! what if he wakes up and gets here? what if he heared our conversassion?! go back and reutnr him back to his world!" Roared Brad, "Immediately!", "Yes.. okay..." Replied Mark and was about to leave just when some image appeared, an image that they didn't recognize. They could see the person betternow, because it got closer.

"Who are you people?" Legna came out of the hallway and could barely see anything because of the iluminating light that stroke his eyes. He was standing in a white room with light blue stairs, two mens or more specifically saying, two angels were standing there. They had wings, halo's and staff's, Brad had a white overall with golden lanes while Mark had a white overall with blue lanes. The two man were surprised even more than Legna was.

"We're the Arch Angels, just like you... but you're different" Said Mark.
"No, you are mistaken... I'm not an A..." Legna just noticed that he had white wings and a halo.

Legna was shocked, he was sure that whatever just happened with the guys from his class was just a dream, but was it? he is not standing infront of some angels, was it real?

"What's going on here?" Legna cries.
"Because... you're the one..." Replied Brad.
"Because im the one? what??" Legna rolled his eyes up and started at Brad.
"Well let me explain. If you noticed, all of us are wearing white overalls but with one difference, the lanes, their colors are different, it goes by level , stronger angels get different colors, it goes like this; here take this paper, its written there" Brad finished his sentence and teleported himself down, but once he got near Legna it was very hard for him to walk, he could barely move, so he threw the paper to Legna and teleported back rapidly to his place. Brad fell on his legs as if he was very tired, Mark saw it, he flipped his staff and a holy ray fell on Brad, healing him. Brad stood up and looked towards Legna that was busy opening the rolled paper.

"Impressive", said Mark, "Only the three first levels can open that rolled paper, he isn't a fake after all".

Legna finished opening the rolled paper, then looked at it and then he looked at brad with a questioning look. "I can't understand this" he said. "Oh, i apologize" said Brad "I forgot that you don't know the Angelic language, it should be somewhere deep inside you".
Brad's eyes turned into golden color and then after a few seconds of looking at Legna, back into blue.

"Well then, you should now be able to read it, go on!"
Legna looked back into the paper and was amazed to find that he could actually read it now :

                                      Levels

1.        White-Purple
2.        White-Pink
3.        White-Golden
4.        White-Blue
5.        White-Silver
6.        White-DarkGreen
7.        White          

     Only LegnA has the authority to change anyone's level.
     Only one angel can be Level 1, and only two angels can be level 2.

"So... I...I am the highest level?! and only i can change the level of the angels?" Legna looked at his purple lanes on his white overall.
"Yes, you are, and we are your protectors" Brad said, and got on his knees together with Mark.

Legna didn't want to believe it, he closed his eyes for a minute trying to concentrate and when he opened them, he was lying down on his schools field, with the guys 5 meters away from him, still looked paralyzed. He was lying down on his soft white wings.
"So it was a dream?" he thought and noticed that he had something in his hands, a paper, the same paper that told him, that he was the highest level...
It was a cold evening, and it was raining. Legna closed his eyes and fell asleep.