by L. L Hunter
“Ssh. Don’t wake the others. Come.”
“I can actually feel you, Kat. What’s going on? I thought…”
“I am not yet dead, nor am I alive.” She led him from his room into the corridor.
“I’m very confused,” he yawned and scratched his head. Kat didn’t explain, but instead appealed to him.
“Listen, Jacob. I need you to do something for me.” She came so close their bodies almost touched.
“I’ll do anything.”
“I want you to find my soul.”
“What do you mean, Kat?”
Kat led Jacob into the chapel crypt and to the coffin where her body lay.
“Jacob, I need you to take my body to the Michaelites, who will provide protection while you go in search of my soul.”
“How was it lost?”
“The Gatekeeper stole my soul while you slept. From now and until you find it and return it to me, I am trapped in the Realm of the Dead.”
“The Gatekeeper? Of the Realm of Light?”
“Yes. But he is also the gatekeeper to the Realm of Ice,” she almost whispered.
Jacob’s heart stopped. The Realm of Ice. Jacob knew that to be the realm of which the City of Hades existed in. It was near impossible for an angel to go there.
“I have a clue for you,” she offered. “The Gatekeeper dwells with Lakyn and the Lucifites.”
“Alright. But how would I identify The Gatekeeper?”
“You need to discover that for yourself. Okay?”
“Okay.” Jacob assented and stepped closer to her.
“So, you will do that for me?” she asked, with big puppy dog eyes.
“I’ll do anything for you, Kat,” he insisted. “and I wont give up until your soul is restored to you.”
Kat smiled. “Then we can be together,” she informed him. Jacob smiled too, but as he went to wrap his arms around her, her body evaporated, disappearing into thin air.
“Kat!”
Jacob sat up in bed. It had been a dream. He rubbed the sleep from his eyes and tried anxiously to dismiss the dream, hoping that Kat’s soul wasn’t missing and that instead she was safe. Throwing off the covers, Jacob quickly ran bare-foot to the crypt. He pushed open the heavy door and in amazement, beheld her. Kat’s spirit was standing over her own body, her image translucent. In that instant, Jacob realised he hadn’t been dreaming. Kat’s spirit had indeed led him here. He knew what he had to do.
Acknowledgements
I did it!
I wrote my first book!
It’s been a journey and I couldn’t have done it without the following people;
My parents, who bought me up in the Catholic faith, my friends (I’m not going to list all of you because there’s a lot of you and I don’t want to leave anyone out or offend anyone—you know who you are! I love ya!). Writing my first book has been harder than I thought and I appreciate everyone who has stuck with me throughout the entire process and told me not to give up. To Regina, my fabulous and amazing cover designer, words cannot explain how I feel every time I look at your designs. To my beta readers and editors, (you know who you are as well) thank you for putting up with my persistent nagging to read my work. I’d also like to thank the wonderful team at Xlibris for taking my book on board and letting me live my dream.
And last but not least, I’d like to thank God. If it weren’t for you, this story, and the inspiration for it never would’ve been born.
