Asher of the Angelmen - Preface

Well, the final manuscript of Asher of the Angelmen is with the publisher now, so it won't be long until the book itself is released! Until that time I will let you get started for free! 

Below is the Preface to Asher of the Angelmen. Next week's blog post will contain "Chapter One: The Stranger."

So, please enjoy this tiny little morsel of Amity of the Angelmen's paraquel.


Preface

A very old-looking, yellowish paper was slipped onto the man's desk. The soldier who brought it couldn't help being intimidated in the presence of such power, and he stepped back quickly as bony fingers raised the page to examine it.

“These are the first four, then?” The yellow eyes lifted from the paper and bore an imaginary hole with his evil gaze into face of the soldier at his desk.

“Yes, sir,” he answered, still unable to meet the eyes of the man behind the desk. “Our spies have come upon no others. The source of spiritual energy is centered around these four.”

The soldier gained some confidence, knowing the information he presented was accurate. The man sensed that confidence and felt the need to squash it to prove his dominance.

“These four are too young. I would hope my enemy would not be so stupid. Children? One of them is even female. Surely I am not so underestimated.”

He succeeded; the minion shrunk back, defending himself and his information from a position recoiled. “But their powers are great, sir, and will multiply in the presence of the others. Energy detectors around them have confirmed that these are the leaders.”

The man stood. “If this is the best they have to offer, I will enjoy flaunting my power over them and taking back what is mine with ease.”

“Where should I tell them to begin, sir?”

The man looked at the paper. “This one is obvious. Pride will make his flaws the easiest to subdue. We only need to bring down one. If the four do not all meet, we have won before we have even begun. That should require very little effort. Is that something your squadron can manage?”

“With ease, sir.”

Pacing carefully to the front of the desk, coming closer to the soldier, the man answered, “Good. For this one, you will only require one female. Bring down first the angelman they call Asher.”

He returned to his seat behind the desk, storing this new information, the discovery of the angelmen leaders, in his brain so that he could mold it into a plan and use it.

“Yes, sir.” The soldier nearly sighed in relief of retaining his life at the exit of the brief meeting with the powerful one.

“And soldier?”

“Yes, sir?” asked a worried warrior.

“Let's send a message about the power of our army. Annihilate him, then the others.” He made his point clear by crumpling the paper into a ball in his hand. After a tight squeeze, the ball burst into flame before quickly extinguishing itself. The ashes drifted onto the desk.

“It will be done, sir.” The soldier was happy to carry the order out on the angelman, and glad it would not be done to him.

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