The Wrath of Jeremy (27 page)

“Does this mean that Michael and I have the
same powers as David?” Gabriel questioned with a face of
intrigue.

“No, not until your memory has returned,
that’s when your powers will come. But you will have the power to
read and understand Hebrew. You see, the reason why David has
regained his full powers is because Jesus touched him and gave them
to him himself,” the old woman explained.

The girls watched Jeremy, seeing that he
slowly put his hand out toward the image. He heard the wind
beginning to grow even stronger as the rain, mixed with hard ice,
fell harder against the house. Before Jeremy could touch it,
Jesus’s eyes miraculously closed shut on the cloth, causing the
girls to scream with abrupt fear. He pulled his hand away at once,
hearing the old woman say, “Jeremy, you have to leave for awhile,
just until I call you back in.”

“That’s impossible, did you see that? His
eyes just closed!” Sam shouted in amazement. She watched Jesus’s
eyelids open again and reveal his blue eyes once more. They all
then looked at Jeremy and he stuck his hand out again, seeing the
eyes of Jesus close once more, allowing his own eyes to close in
disappointment, wanting not to be the one who has to wait for the
memory of who he really is. He pulled his hand away and watched
Christ’s eyes open a second time.

“What does this mean? Why can’t I hear the
message that will regain some kind of memory for me also? I don’t
understand this,” Jeremy spoke in a frantic tone. He felt like an
outcast, out of place; he thought it was unfair for them to
retrieve the memory, and for him to wait.

“Jeremy, you have to understand the
Testament, that is the Unbounded Testament, goes in a sort of
order. Whatever you do, you do because the Testament is going to be
written like that. At this very second, the Unbounded Testament has
been written to say that you have to leave now. You will understand
as soon as your memory comes back to you. It is sort of like a
book, you can’t start reading from the middle and go to the end,
and at the end go to the beginning. You have to start reading a
book from the beginning to the end,” the woman explained. Jeremy
shrugged his shoulders and walked toward the door, hearing her add,
“Just like with the eight signs, you have to do them in order!”

“What Testament? I don’t understand what
you’re talking about!” Jeremy yelled out. “I don’t understand any
of this! We were supposed to come here to be healed, that’s what
Jesus told us. I mean, you talk to us about eight signs, and then
you told us about Judgment Day. Listen, for right now, the only
thing that I think I understand is that this has something to do
with Judgment Day, or some sort of Wrath,” Jeremy yelled before he
opened the door to her house.

“Jeremy, everything that happens, happens for
a cause. You’re correct about you all being here for Judgment Day,
or else a Judgment Day, that is what I was allowed to tell you, but
I can’t tell you anymore,” the old woman tried to explain before
Jeremy walked outside in the freezing rain. The harsh wind and icy
hail blew his body to the ground.

Meanwhile, the old woman told the girls not
to look at the image on the cloth while they all gathered around at
the table more closely. “Gabriel, Michael and David, look at his
blue eyes and concentrate,” the old woman spoke. The boys’ eyes
stared at Christ’s eyes while Mary and Sam looked the other way.
Suddenly the eyes began glowing from the Kerchief and made a bright
light throughout the room, shooting its heat in every direction,
the rays frolicking throughout the room like fireballs. The girls
wanted so badly to turn and look at what the boys were seeing, but
the light made them fear what would happen to them if they did
look.

“Now, remember the promise,” the old woman
said. Her words echoed in their minds and eyes, when suddenly the
boys saw six child angels dancing around in a circle, seeing that
the ground below their feet turned to clouds of white.

Meanwhile, Jeremy sat outside, huddled under
a small roof that hung over the old woman’s doorway. He was cold,
noticing the weather was freezing even more, but somehow was
livable, even without the sun’s body visible. “I guess the sun is
still there, just hiding, or else we would all be dead from the
cold,” he laughed out in a crazy manner. “What are you trying to
do, God, scare us? Well it’s not working!” he shouted toward the
dark heavens, feeling the air was warming up a bit and the hail
turn to cold rain. “Well thank you for that, I didn’t know how we
were able to finish your secretive mission with hail falling on my
ass,” Jeremy laughed out, this time yelling at the heavens like an
insane Neanderthal. But then his laughter died quickly as he
noticed light shining through the window of the old woman’s home.
He fought with the wind to get up from the ground and get a closer
view. As soon as he walked up to the window, his sanity returned,
and he questioned in a low tone, “What the hell is happening in
there?”

CHAPTER TWENTY

G
abriel, David,
Michael and the girls exited the old woman’s home to what seemed
like morning to them, but no one could tell if it was, since the
sun didn’t show. The rain stopped, and the air was warm, even with
the sun no longer showing its wonder through its glow, or the moon
hiding its mystery through its silver sheen. The only thing that
gave light to their eyes was the glow from the city, as well as
lanterns that hung in front of houses. They walked out into the
black morning and saw Jeremy crunched up in a corner by the house,
sleeping like a little child. So they all sat down by him as
Michael said out loud, “I had no idea I was this, no idea at all.”
They felt heat in the air even more; a kind of heat that could only
be brought on by the sun, and the confusion grew as to where the
warmth was advancing and growing from. There were no stars or moon,
just black that covered the heavens.

“Me neither,” said Gabriel with a smile.

“What do you mean? What are you talking
about?” asked Mary. The two girls looked at them in great
perplexity, since they weren’t able to stare at the Kerchief when
the boys received their mysterious memory.

“You were sleeping through it all Mary: you
and Sam weren’t supposed to see anything, just yet,” Gabriel
replied, seeing Jeremy slowly move his cold body, stretching, his
eyes open, trying to wake up after a deep sleep.

They shook Jeremy and he opened his eyes wide
to the sight of five people sitting in front of him. He also felt
the sun’s heat coming down on him through the wind, but there was
no sun in his sight. “What happened in there?” Jeremy questioned
before he got up from the cold, wet ground.

“Come on, Jeremy, we have to go see Luke
now,” Michael noted.

“Well, why can’t we get a quick bite to eat
first? I’m starving.” After Jeremy’s words, they agreed and started
walking against the hard winds. “Besides, we have until December
tenth, that’s when he told us to go see him,” he added, looking
around the dark town in search of some kind of a restaurant.

“Jeremy, it is December tenth,” shouted
David, trying to be heard through the great winds that suddenly
blew Jeremy’s head toward the old woman’s house. He looked at it in
amazement, not conceiving that he had been asleep that long. David
then continued, “Jeremy, we have to call out to Luke now!”

“Wait just a darn second: yesterday it was
the third of November! How could it be December tenth now?” Jeremy
demanded with confusion and anger in his tone. He walked toward the
old woman’s door, waiting for an answer to his question.

“Well, let’s just say the Lord works in
mysterious ways,” replied Michael. Jeremy motioned his left hand
slowly toward the silver doorknob and began turning it, opening it
up and seeing the old woman sitting at the table in the dark room.
The only light that shined her reflection was the light from the
Kerchief that was placed on the table. He walked up to her slowly
just as Sam and Mary entered behind him. Michael entered also and
said, “She told us all, why we’re here and why we were chosen.
Jeremy, today you will find out the same….” Michael then walked up
to Jeremy, changed his character to that of evil, and shouted with
a sinister tone to his voice, “Now, come on, we have to get going.
Your slow ass is going to make us late, you always did that to us
in the past!”

Jeremy turned around to face Michael, not
knowing why he yelled that out, and asked, “Why are you yelling at
me?”

Michael turned toward the Kerchief and slowly
picked up its bright image from off the table. He brought it over
to Jeremy quickly. “Because I know who I am, but my memory hasn’t
come to me all the way. You see, it’s sort of like a coma patient,
Jeremy, who wakes up and doesn’t remember anything, but slowly as
the days progress, their memory comes to them. All of us came out
of the coma, Jeremy, all of us are on our way to fully remembering
our past life, but you’re still in the coma. This cloth that you
see before you allowed me to come out from the dark sleep that
blinded my eyes. It allowed me to regain a small part of the powers
I once had, and on the final day, the day of December twenty-fifth,
that will be the day that we all regain our full memory and
powers!”

“I don’t understand. If you, David and
Gabriel came out of this so-called ‘coma’, then why aren’t I out of
it?” he begged in bewilderment, gaping at the glowing Kerchief and
squinting at it. “Also, you yelled at me just because you remember
who you are? Are you trying to tell me that you yelled at me in
this past life that you are beginning to remember?” he begged as
well, holding even more confusion in his words, seeing that David
and Gabriel entered the house and stared at him and only him.

“Don’t answer him, it isn’t our place to
answer such a question, that’s not how the Testament wants it,”
David explained in an angry tone toward Michael. “You, Michael, you
have no right to yell at Jeremy like you did. Just because you’ve
seen a picture of what you once were, doesn’t mean you have the
right to act like that person. Just because you and Gabriel
regained a small part of your powers you once had, the powers to
read Hebrew, and the memory of why you’re here, doesn’t give you,
or even me, the right to act out our past life. The day we all
regain our full memory is the day we’re allowed to act like we once
did. But, for the time being, we all act the way God intended us to
act on this earth; like the human names we were given. Do you
understand, Michael?” he shouted with anger as Sam grabbed the
glowing Kerchief away from Michael’s hands.

“Yes, David, I do understand.” Michael slowly
returned to his own self and looked at Jeremy in sympathy.

Meanwhile, Mary took out the cross from her
pocket and walked up to Sam with it, saying, “I guess we should
both touch it again.”

Sam handed the glowing Kerchief to Gabriel
and then looked at Mary, answering with great nervousness, “Yeah, I
guess we should.” Sam’s nervous and shaking hands went upon the
cross and touched it, having Mary’s grip on its body as well. A
sudden light shot out from its body, allowing a straight, glowing
line to go straight toward the Kerchief. Mary, Sam and Jeremy
looked in puzzlement as the Kerchief began floating away from
Gabriel’s hands, levitating in the dark air like a feather.

Jeremy turned away from the floating Kerchief
and looked toward the old woman. He placed his hand on the old
woman’s hand and asked, “Please, could you tell me what’s going on?
Could you tell me who I am?” Suddenly the old woman’s wrinkles went
away, vanishing in the dark air that had a small chill to its
invisible breath, and his eyes, as well as the rest, saw wings
forming on her back. She started to get up from her seat and Jeremy
watched in amazement how the old woman’s wrinkles completely
vanished from her face and hands, turning her to a youth. Jeremy
demanded again, without allowing this bizarre occurrence to
jeopardize his quest: “Who am I?”

The old woman didn’t answer him, embracing
her skin as the darkness melted away her wisdom-filled flesh and
formed youngness. That’s when she began walking toward the floating
Kerchief that was directly behind Jeremy.

“Death has come to me now, I will see you all
once again on the twenty-fifth of this month,” the woman whispered,
stretching out her wings to a great length. She began to fly off
from the ground and the Kerchief floated next to her as she stuck
her head into it. Jeremy, Sam and Mary couldn’t believe their eyes,
seeing the woman sticking her entire body into something that was
made of cloth, something that was flat, and something that was
holy. As soon as the old woman vanished into the Kerchief, Jeremy
turned around with terror and fright, causing tears to flush out
from his pupils.

“What’s happening?” Jeremy shouted, noticing
the Kerchief fall to the ground when the girls dropped the cross
from their hands.

“That is the gateway to Heaven, Jeremy, the
Kerchief is the entrance to the life in Heaven,” Michael said.
Michael then walked up to Sam’s innocent and beautiful self and
slapped her in the face. He immediately walked up to Mary and
slapped her also, yelling out, “Never drop the cross! Pick it up
again!”

Mary, frazzled at Michael’s hand imprinted on
her face, slowly picked it up, being nervous of Michael’s change in
character, seeing Jeremy showing a baffled anger, and hearing
Gabriel yelling out, “Michael, you have no right to slap them, no
right at all!”

“Listen to me, I want this whole thing to be
over very soon, and by them dropping the cross it allows us to
waste more time,” yelled Michael. David then walked up to him and
hit him in the face with the back of his right hand.

“No, Michael, I told you before that you
don’t have the right to act out the way you used to be in the past
life. When we begin the eighth sign that is when you will be able
to act the way you were in that life. But for right now, you are
supposed to act the way this human life wanted you to act. Now,
apologize to these two beautiful women!” David yelled. Mary picked
up the cross and looked at Michael with fear in her mind, but
Jeremy wasn’t afraid anymore. Jeremy cared for Mary, and even Sam,
and through Michael’s actions of sinister qualities, it proved to
his mind that unacceptable actions came from Michael, and it had to
be treated with great punishment, a physical punishment that Jeremy
knew only he would have the courage to act out. So Jeremy ran up to
Michael, looked at him in his malevolence-filled eyes, and began
punching him all over his body.