The Resurrection of Angel

[King Nicho Klojhen]

The party gathers in the Sacred Grove, where Angel's healed and prepared body lay on the altar. Near the altar is a chalice and a sword, engraved with ancient runes. On the ground surrounding the altar, a circle of embedded stones depicts a star with four points, one to each of the cardinal directions. When all are present, Nicho sets Samantha down and begins.

(Color Code: Nicho, Rayna, Aiden, Haley, Samantha, Imogen, Jonathan, Angel.)

"Aiden, you take the west. Rayna ... the North... Haley, if ye would take the East... I shall take the south."
The elven druid boy takes his place on the west point, nodding to Nicho as he watches the others take their positions.
Queen Rayna moves to the North point of the star and takes her place.
Keeping Sammy with him, he sets her down between Angel and himself. "You must stay here and think good things about mommy. Do not move."
That necklace flaring slightly, he rose, sluggishly. Jonathan stood guard at the spot from which they had all come, making sure none would enter.
She is set down and looks at mommy and up to Nicho it is hard for this little two year old toddler not move to her mommy. But she did what he says and thumb goes in her mouth and unicorn in her arms she closed her eyes and wishing for her mommy to wake up and be okay.
He looks to Imogen. "I must ask ye to stand outside the circle, as guard. Be the circle broken, all of us shall die." He looks to Jonathan, "I ask ye to guard her and the boundary of the grove as well." Stepping to the altar, he takes up the sword. "By the heavenly fire and the flames of hell, I consecrate this blade." Red and black flames run up and down the blade as Nicho hands the sword to Imogen.
She carefully took the sword that Nicho handed to her and looked at it curiously, then backed up some to do her guarding.
"As you wish my King." He pulled out that lone sword, the words " In loving memory of Drako Lathen" etched onto the blade. He held out his left arm, a shield materializing in it. He was ready for anything after what he had been through. His own blade would begin to glow vibrant blue ... as did his entire body, his wounds closing and vanishing. His armor seems to repair itself. That amulet began glowing a faint yellow.
Imogen watched the cirlce and she moved to walk around it while watching to make sure they are not disturbed by anyone.

[King Nicho Klojhen]

A shimmering wall appears around them. They are completely surrounded by a dome of force arcing over the circle. Slowly he reaches out with his aura, linking minds, starting with Rayna, then Aiden and Haley adding the others of the circle, all minds enriched by the sharing of one will.
Taking a breath, he begins, "We stand outside of time, in a place not of earth. As our ancestors before us bade, we join together and are One." He raises his hands to the heavens, "By Thy Blessed Apostles, Matthew, Mark, Luke and John: by all Thy Holy Angels: by all the Powers of Light and Shadow, we call Thee to guard and defend us from all perils, O Most High."
"Thus it is and has ever been, thus it will be for all times to come. Per omina saecula saeculorum."
Bowing his head, "Per omina saecula saecularum."
Softly, "Per omina Saecula saecularum."
"Per omina saecula saecularum."
She stilled for a moment so she could say softly. "Per omina saecula saecularum."
Raising his eyes to the heavens, his young voice calls out,
"I call the mightly Archangel Raphael, The Healer, Guardian of Wind and Tempest. As the "Holy Spirit did brood upon the waters, so as thou instilled life upon the waters, so may ye breathe life into this body. Fiat, fiat, fiat voluntas mea."
He stood in the center of the path, shield in front of him, sword at his side. Long gray hair faded to silver, dull blue eyes shifting back to their former dark blue.
Her own wings were now spread as she looked up. "I call the mighty Archangel Michael, the Defender, Keeper of the Gates of Eden. As thy fiery sword guards the Lord of Heaven, so lend thy protection to this woman. Fiat, fiat, fiat voluntas mea."
"I call out the Mighty Archangel Gabriel, The Herald, who didst bring glad tidings to Our Blessed Lady. Lend now thy wisdom to our cause. Fiat, fait, fait voluntas mea."
"I call the mighty Archangel Uriel, Angel of Death, who bringest all souls at last to the Nether shore. Herewith I charge thee bring this woman from death and darkness and draw her soul into the Light. Libera nos quaesumus, Domine, ab omnibus malis praeteritis, et futuris. Fiat, fiat, fiat, voluntas mea!" Nothing seems to happen at first, yet slowly they feel Angel's mind joining them in the link. Her spirit is with them, though trapped by Death. ¤ Angel, hear my call! ¤ Both spoken mentally and out loud as he reaches toward the body.
Her soul was once again stolen … this time it was away from Death. She seemed to be happy. She wasn't stuck in him anymore! But Drako, his soul had been her only comfort, but he wouldn't return with her, she knew this in her small heart. Soaring through the air, away from the forest until she found her body. Body!! Yes, her body. Looking for the knife she didn't see it, she was healed? Tilting her head she would shrug off the feeling. She didn't care, she just wanted to return. On her way down she looked at those around, clearing seeing them. And then she looked to her daughter. Her heart skipped a beat, oh, poor Samantha. She stopped above her body, seeing a bit of a barrier.

[King Nicho Klojhen]

It wasn't done yet. She had to wait, she looked towards those around again. A loving smile came to her lips.. could they see her?
Seeing the glow of her spirit now circling the body, he smiles, then takes up the sacred chalice from the altar. "Entula tuulo' i'ba! Lema ed' ando en' temple! Per omina saecula saeculorum." He speaks over the wine therein, then hands it to Aiden.
She was scared and tears in her eyes as she sits at Nicho's feet sucking her thumb and just wanting mommy to hold her. Her eyes are closed she is trying to help but she is only two and doesn't understand.
He holds the chalice at eye level and passes his palm over the rim. "I call the mighty Archangel Raphael, The healer, Guardian of the wind and tempest. As the Holy Spirit didst brood upon the waters, so instill thou power into this cup, that he who drinks thereof may be supported by the forces of the air. Fiat fiat fiat, voluntas mea." A swirling mist gathers on the surface of the wine, slowly sinking, swirling now in the wine. He solemnly hands the cup to Rayna.
She then takes the chalice, lowering her head over it a moment before holding it up before her, circling her hand over the cup. "I call the Mighty Archangel Gabriel, the Herald, who didst bring glad tidings to Our Blessed Lady. Send Thou Thy wisdom into this chalice, that he who drinks thereof may justly be guided by the knowledge of the Waters. Fiat, fiat, fiat, voluntas mea." Cold fire burns around the rim of the chalice and on the surface of the wine. She then passed the cup to Haley.
She passes her hands over it " I call the Mighty Archangel Angel Michael, The defender, Keeper of the Gates of Eden. As thy fiery sword of the Lord of Heaven, So rend the division
betwixt Life and death. Fiat,fiat, fiat,volutas mea." She then passes the cup back to Nicho.
Smiling to Haley as he takes the cup from her. Even now the body of Angel begins to glow with an unearthly holy light. "I call the mighty Archangel Uriel, Angel of Death, who bringest all souls at last to the Nether shore. Herewith I charge this cup, that he who drinks thereof may be bound to the forces of the Earth. Fiat, fiat, fiat, voluntas, mea." Around them the ground seems to shake as a tremor is felt beneath their feet. "Libera nos, quaesumus, Domine, ab omnibus malis praetritis, praesentibus, et futuris."
"Libera nos, quaesumus, Domine, ab omnibus malis praetritis, praesentibus, et futuris."
She watched her body, watched it glow, she would move her hand to it. Unsure when she was allowed in, but she hoped soon. She wanted to wrap her arms around everyone, to thank them and to love on her daughter who was frightened.
"Libera nos, quaesumus, Domine, ab omnibus malis praetritis, praesentibus, et futuris."
"Libera nos, quaesumus,Domine, ab omnibus malis praetritis, praesentibus, et futuris."

[King Nicho Klojhen]

Power was in the cup, he could feel it quivering in his hands as he brings it to Angel's lips, pouring just a small amount in her mouth. The hovering spirit will be pulled into the body with it. "Mighty Father... Holy Archangels, we thank ye for thy help and guidance. Thus it is and has ever been, thus it will be for all times to come. Per omina saecula saeculorum."
She gasped in a deep breath of air, her body would quickly sit up. Swallowing what was in her mouth, but she looked around. Her eyes focused quicker then normal, turning around as she would wrap her arms around Nicho, whispering softly to him "Drako.. he .. he's still there." Tears in her eyes but she looked aorund.. To Aiden, to Imogen, Jonathan, Haley.. to Queen Rayna in which she had met once.. and then.. down to Samantha.. her baby girl.
She sees momma and now she runs and jumps in mommys arms she was good as long as she could she snuggle with momma. " MOMMY" she squealed this time happy of that toddler.
"Per omina saecula saecularum." The druid boy smiling now that Angel is alive again.
She whispered softly, reverently. "Per omina saecula saeculorum." A single tear escaped her eye, as she thought of another who laid in Death's embrace, many actually, but one particularly.
"Per omina saecula saecularum" She smiles seeing Angel back once again with them.
Letting go of Nicho she would lean down to scoop Samantha up into her arms. Holding her close to her as she closed her eyes- Brave brave daughter of mine.
She smiled softly as she watched the occurrences, happy to see Angel back. A small sigh of relief made to herself, glad to see her all right.
He raises his hands once more and releases the energy binding the circle as the mind link fades away also. "Entula tuulo' i'ba! Lema ed' ando en' temple!" He sinks to his knees, exhausted by the ritual.
He continued to glow for only a moment longer, the light around him dimming.. When the light settled.. It looked as if he were no longer part elf. He looked.. Old. He turned, making his way towards the others.
Shivering lightly she slowly tried to stand, looking around as she motioned for Jonathan to help her.
She took a deep breath, moving to Nicho to lay a tender hand on his shoulder, and channel a bit of strength and energy to him to assist.
She was smiling softly watching them but she was drained it felt like but she stands up. She moves to her brother but she was not able to help as she falls to her knees next to him.

(Fade out ... )