This is book three of the Hunter Series.
While guarding the Living World against Hell's spawn and infected hellions, the Soul Society has a new threat. But the enemy's are too scared to act on their plans.
I wonder why.
I woke up in my room. I don't remember passing out. I mean it was possible, but I would have remembered.
It was thunderstorming and I was in my spirit form. I need a haircut.
I got up, my equally cold feet hitting the wooden floor. A rumble of thunder followed by lightning sounded, then the power cut out.
" Told you we would need candles." Enda said as light came into my room. " Here's a lamp so you can see."
" Just set it on my dresser. Could you bring me a pair of scissors so I can cut this mess of hair off me?"
" You know I can cut it for you, right?"
" Really?"
" How do you think the girls keep their hair fixed?"
" Fine. I'm taking a bath first. I'll yell at you when you can cut it."
I grabbed clean clothes and shoes from my closet and headed outside.
Setting my clothes in the backyards porch, I let the rain drench me, then walked back to the porch, changed, and headed back inside, Enda waiting for me in the bathroom.
" I don't want anything fancy. Give me top shoulder-length hair."
" Understood."
He was done in three seconds. I looked really good on me.
I had some paperwork to do concerning Hunter Academy, and I was taking a break for the rest of the day.
I deserved it.
When I was in the middle of surfing the interwebs for construction ideas for Hunter Academy, there was a knock at my door.
I looked up to see the two archangels, Micheal and Raphael.
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( Yes, they have shorts on. Note that these are there vessels and Raph only has one pair of wings.)
" If your thinking about killing me, I suggest you rethink it." I said as they walked completely into the room.
" Were not thinking that, I swear." Raphael said, talking with his hands.
I looked over at Michael, who was just staring at me intensely. " Why is a child in charge of this organization?"
" Michael." Raphael snapped.
" You know the answer to your question," I said as I saved the image that I had started to debate over, then getting up. " You're both in Class S. If you chose to ever join us, that's where you will be. Now if you will excuse me, I have a very pressing matter to attend to."
I passed them, feeling Raphael stare intently at Michael.
I wonder why I had an immense headache this morning. I can read minds now.
