**Four**
**RHEA'S POV**
"Wait, Gonzaga. Where are you going?" I approached him before he could even get out of the door.
As I stared at him intensely, all the students looked at me. I didn't like how they were looking at me. I was melting.
He automatically stopped and turned to me.
"I'll just check the fuse to see what happened," Ceejay frowned when he answered.
"No." I immediately responded after he spoke, "I'll take a look."
"It's not possible. It's too dark in the hallway. Maybe something will happen to you," he explained.
"Stop your pretend concern act," I interrupted him as I walked towards him. "I'm going."
"Maybe we should wait for the generator to start, ma'am," Ceejay replied more defiantly.
"I'm going straight to the generating room to ask, boss," I insisted.
He couldn't protest anymore when I raised an eyebrow at him. He just stepped aside and let me exit ComLab.
Just a moment...
Am I really right to come out? Or should it really be Ceejay who is out?
As I thought, I stopped walking a few steps from ComLab.
Wrong...
I shouldn't go out...
Right... I shouldn't go out. Something will be destroyed inside.
I immediately turned to the dark ComLab. Only the light from the players' cellphones served as illumination inside. And when I turned around, at the same time the light came back on, all the wiring on the ceiling, walls, and even the system units immediately sparked. This was followed by the loud and deafening screams of all the players inside.
I knew it...
What a stupid creature I am...
I ran back, and when I arrived, they were all in chaos with their deafening screams of fear. Some live wires fell from the ceiling directly onto the computers, while others fell onto the system units, which caused the fire to start slowly.
"Presence of mind, players!!" I yelled as loud as I could to get their attention. "Out!! Quick!!"
Fortunately, they heard me and were able to think clearly, and they hurried to get out, even though the others still seemed frantic from shouting. With the players rushing so much, one player passed out, and it was a good thing Ceejay was behind him. He immediately picked her up.
Ceejay was about to reach the door, carrying the unconscious girl, when he suddenly weakened and fell to his knees. His whole face was sweating. The heat inside was intensifying because of the growing fire.
I was approaching them to help when I saw a live wire from the ceiling falling toward them. Before it hit them, I used all my strength to pull Ceejay's hand with the girl up and around and threw them outside. I let go of Ceejay's hand just as the live wire fell right behind me.
I felt electricity running through my whole body, causing me to stiffen and fall to the ground.
"RHEA!!" Ceejay shouted as he turned back inside after I let go of his hand.
Ceejay's worried face as he ran back was the last thing I saw before my eyes went completely black...
** Cyrel's POV **
When I received a call from Sir Jeff about what happened at Rhea's school, I immediately punched out and went to the hospital where Rhea was taken.
When I arrived outside the ER, Ceejay was also there, standing by the door. As I walked toward him, he suddenly turned to me. He seemed to have noticed me coming.
"T-The doctor said that Rhea's condition is stable. She wasn't really burned by the fire. She can be discharged when she wakes up," Ceejay explained when I arrived in front of him.
I breathed a sigh of relief after hearing what he said. I was so nervous that my chest felt like it was going to explode.
"Oh, thank you," I replied comfortably.
"Nothing. I'll leave you guys for now," Ceejay said, then walked away from the ER.
When he left, I went inside. I slowly walked closer to the bed where Rhea was lying. I observed her appearance from head to toe. Her condition seemed to be really good, and she didn't have many injuries. I noticed that her eyelashes moved a little.
I frowned as I looked at her. "You're good at Dota, but you're not good at acting," I said with my arms crossed.
My artistic sister opened her eyes and looked at me. "What are you doing here?" she asked, then sat up on the bed.
"I've already gone undertime to check on your condition, and you're still acting like that?" I replied with a frown.
"I didn't tell you," she answered philosophically, then looked in another direction. "Maybe later you will blame me when you are stressed."
"You weren't really burned, but the fire had a strong effect on your behavior," I said, annoyed. "Because you're still acting like Wonder Woman."
She automatically turned to me and looked me in the eyes with so much intensity as if she was going to melt me.
And before she could insult me, I was the first to speak. "Stand up, and I'm going to discharge you."
I didn't wait for her answer; I went straight to the door and was the first to leave the ER.
** Rhea's POV **
After my sister came out, I stood up and left the ER. I could wait for my sister in the waiting area while my discharge slip was taken care of.
It's because I didn't get burned in the fire, even when I was electrocuted. I also didn't want my sister to worry that her work might be affected. Why did Sir call her? Her work was disturbed. I know that my sister is very busy. She is the only one who supports me and educates me.
After a while, my sister came to the waiting area where I was waiting for her, carrying my discharge papers. Then we left the hospital together. Fortunately, she believed that I was okay. It was still hard for me to convince her, so she made me take a taxi home while she took a jeep back to work. It was still early, and I had something to do at home when I got back.
When I got home, I was horrified by the silence that greeted me. Naturally, there was no one there. My sister and I live alone. I immediately locked the front door and then went up to my room. When I entered, I locked the door and went straight to the bed and sat down.
Am I really going to do it? Saint Gabrielle would surely scold me if I did. But I'll just look at it; I won't change anything. And besides, only two things were forbidden to me:
First, don't change people's fate, and
Second, don't use the Book of Fate to change what is set.
I sighed. Alright. I will go to heaven first to consult and not be preached to.
When I made up my mind, I got up from the bed and went to the window. I will cheat time first so that no one will see me.
I opened the window and put my left hand in the air and closed my eyes.
My palm gradually became brighter as the wind stopped, people walked outside, and leaves fell from the tree. I opened my eyes and saw that everyone outside was frozen except for me. I jumped out the window, and my bright white wings came out, and I flew to the sky.
After I landed on the cloud, Prophet Isaiah first noticed my arrival.
"Welcome, little angel," he greeted.
I bowed my head in front of him in greeting.
"I know something is bothering your heart," he continued.
"That's what I came for," I politely answered.
"Try to tell the story, and we'll explain."
"I was surprised because Ceejay became the representative of BS-IT. He must have been my schoolmate in high school," I started. "And what surprised me the most was what happened earlier. It didn't happen when I was alive."
"I was also surprised by what I witnessed." A familiar voice made me look behind Prophet Isaiah, and he also turned his back.
"Saint Gabriel." I bowed as I recognized who the angel was who was approaching us.
"But I can't be surprised because I already expected it," Saint Gabrielle continued.
I raised my face and looked at him confused. "What do you mean?"
"When an angel is given another chance by the Lord to return to earth, there is a Fallen who will be an obstacle to his return, to prevent what is destined to happen," Saint Gabrielle explained.
I frowned. Hey, I don't understand anything. "What is the Fallen?"
"An angel from heaven cast down to earth because of their dark hearts and their desire to exceed the power of the Lord," Prophet Isaiah answered.
"In other words, there is a Fallen who is interfering with your life and trying to change what is destined to happen," Saint Gabrielle continued.
"Whoever that Fallen is, I'm not afraid of him," I bragged.
"Don't rely on your own strength and knowledge. Moreover, the Fallen you will face are too powerful," Saint Gabrielle warned.
"How do you know that?" I asked.
"Only one angel has the ability to take human form and kill an angel," he hinted, and it was obvious from the tone of his speech that he knew which Fallen he was referring to.
I kept thinking. I had also heard about the angel with such ability. "Lucifer," I whispered.
"He's not just a legend. He's real and powerful," Prophet Isaiah said. "So always pray and trust in the Lord. That is your weapon against him."
"He will never break my faith in the Lord," I answered complacently.
"Be careful, Crista. The only thing you should believe in is the Lord, and don't ever let your heart fall in love with anything on the surface of the world. Only the Lord's love is true and pure," Saint Gabrielle reminded.
Sure. Whoever you are, Fallen, I will play with you. But don't try to be patient with me. Because when I meet you, the Lord Almighty will forgive me for what I could do to you.