Emerge (Prophesied a spirit within Book II)

By Cheryl Doucet-Surette

The clock ticks as the search begins, the prophecy begins to unravel. As time and chance happen for all. Selah and Daniel work together to move the new pieces on the chest board of life. Meanwhile the law of polarity propels the forces of darkness to arise, to work against them.
Their musing leads them to an surprising source, Zachariah Parker. Who knows only one thing about his life, to count on no one but himself, trusting none and nothing he cannot physically see to understand. Believing his hands stained with the blood of the past, while his powers continually grow...
Together, Selah and Daniel set their sights on this unsuspecting find, hitting full force upon his walls of deep denial. Slowly the heavens watch, waiting. As they struggle with the very essence of Zach’s spirit, searching to feel empathy and wondering if compassion can truly set things right?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Cheryl Doucet-Surette
• Release date: Jul 17, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301175697

Cheryl Doucet-Surette

Cheryl Doucet-Surette is happily married from a small Nova Scotian village, with a passion for gardening, pets and her 3 not so small children.An avid volunteer, she enjoys many past-times and working full time in the education system. Known not to shy away from challenges she wholeheartedly poured her own spirit into her new accomplishment, her first novel in a 7 part series. The story first breathed its first and became an all consuming fire to her and practically wrote itself, stay tuned for Book 2,Emerge, released June/July 2013.

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Emerge

Book II

By

Cheryl Doucet-.Surette

Prophesied

A Spirit Within

Copyrighted 2013

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Table of contents

Chapter 1/Memories

Chapter 2/Awakenings

Chapter 3/The Daily grind

Chapter 4/Watchers

Chapter 5/Remembrance

Chapter 6/Encounters

Chapter 7/Convince me

Chapter 8/Drawn, like a moth to a flame

Chapter 9/Seek and ye shall find

Chapter 10/Transitions

Chapter 11/Decisions

Chapter 12/Truth or insanity, you choose...

Chapter 13/From whence this way come?

Chapter 14/Inside the pain...acceptance

Chapter 15/Responsibilities

Chapter 16/ The tides of change

Everyone creates realities based on their own personal beliefs. These beliefs are so powerful that they can create [expansive or entrapping] realities over and over.~ Kuan Yin

Of the singings of the angels, which it is impossible to describe

In the midst of the heavens I saw armed soldiers, serving the Lord, with tympana and organs, with incessant voice, with sweet voice, with sweet and incessant voice and various singing, which it is impossible to describe, and which astonishes every mind, so wonderful and marvellous is the singing of those angels, and I was delighted listening to it. Book of Enoch-17

"For us to regard others as worthy, we have to begin by regarding ourselves as worthy

Author’s notes

It has been brought to my attention that my explanation of certain things in my books are perhaps a bit vague, to say the least. Such as the topic of the 'void', or 'Parallel' from which this series has originated.

To my very first reviewer...I love, love, the honesty you have shown me. Without it I would never have known, so I say thank you for the constructive criticism to Dana in Marionville, PA. Because of this I have added footnotes at the end of each book describing it in further detail. I have since then completed many revisions to Book One Parallel, adding these footnotes to the latest edition on July 5, 2013. To any readers having downloaded previous versions please feel free to download the newest one, it is still free.

Also I have felt a subtle shift in this book from the first one, and have let my own spirit guide me on my own journey in discovery. So I feel it only fair to say this series has grown from a previous youth category into a young to mature adult theme! On second thought, I would say, rated adult, at least my eldest daughter seems to thinks so!

Happy reading and Thank You to all that have downloaded my e-books. sincerely *CDS*

I dedicate this book to my beautiful niece, Jenna,

you are still like a daughter to me in my heart.

May your little angel, Mason watch down on us from heaven.

Prologue: Emerge

It had been a long time since it had awakened, the years passed quickly while it slept. The dust and cobwebs that were covering its arms were broken after it took a long needed stretch and looked around trying to get its bearings, its last memories of this place. All it remembered was the need to destroy…anything that involved spirit in its purest form, it helped heal it, gave it meaning.

It sniffed the air as if it could smell its prey; it was still weak just like the spirit was. But the stronger the angels grew, the stronger it would grow. It was patient, it had been imprisoned here in this dimension for a very long time. It had learned crucial things, patience and perseverance. Circumstances had changed. If it was now awake; it meant the spirits were also.

It lay back down and began remembering, when it had been imprisoned and how it wanted revenge. It had taken a long time to settle into a slumber, trying to forget, now it had to remember again, the hate, the anger, the power it once wielded, and would again. It wasn’t the only one condemned to this place, there were others? But it would be the first to awaken as it was the strongest. It had been given a name, what was the name? It felt as if its senses were full of cobwebs too, mangled and muted. Dull it was, time would fix that, it felt excited? Yes excited, at the prospect of playing again, it loved to play with its prey.

Would the angels remember it? Or was its thinking dull like it was for them? They had fought before it couldn’t remember what had happened or who had put it here, it was one of them. It looked at its surroundings, bleak and dark, it seemed to be deeply underground, it could see the stalactites hanging from the ceiling of the cave, it was also covered in ash it’s bottom half was fused into the stone, how had that happen, it mattered not, it would remember all soon enough.

It could see other creatures such as itself buried in the stone with pieces jutting out, there were many. As it grew stronger it would release them from their prison as soon as it was strong enough to free itself. It was already getting better it was remembering, it did have a name, there was much power in a name, and its name was amongst the most powerful, Balthazar, it was known as by its minions , it saw buried around it. But it had a different name and it was that name that held all its power, would the angels remember it or the name? Time was with it, it would grow stronger, waiting and watching.

It could taste their spirit, how it loved to suck it out of them, it was its gift, and it remembered how it hated them, how it wanted to make them suffer the way it had all these years. It wanted to hear their screams, and tastes their fear, and oh how it loved to inflict pain, bone crushing pain. All it had to do was wait and plan.

Emerge

Chapter 1/Memories

Peter was startled to suddenly hear the doorbell; he had been deep in thought wondering if Daniel was going to be alright. He hadn’t heard any news yet from Selah and had been expecting her home earlier that morning. As he made his way to the front door, he peeked out through the side window, when he saw Cece there he felt a lump of bile rise inside his throat.

This couldn’t be good if Daniel’s mom was here, he must of gotten worst since last night. The motorcycle accident had been horrific to say the least. He wondered, could the pressure on his brain have given him severe damage? He prayed it wasn’t like that. He had grown to love Daniel like he was his own son, he hoped this wasn’t bad news. As he opened the door, he pasted on a smile hoping it would make everything ok.

Cece wished she could think of the words to describe how she was feeling at this moment. What she had just bore witness to had left her speechless. She couldn’t think of what she was going to say to Peter at all, but she knew she had to somehow explain it to him… The creator had given her a small token to help in the explaining and told her to only show Peter and Jacob together, it could only be used by her once. She couldn’t waste the gift.

When she saw Peter’s smile she knew it would all be ok, she smiled back as she mumbled a hasty hello.

Hi yourself, I hope you have come bearing good news… Peter regretted his words as soon after they left his lips, what if it was bad news, damn he should of kept his mouth shut already, but still wasn’t it better to be positive?

Daniel is awake, thanks to Selah, she never gave up, that daughter of yours, and I’m so grateful she’s so tenacious. Cece surprised herself with the words that stumbled out, as if she doubted her ability to speak suddenly. She walked into the house as Peter held the door open for her.

It was sad how tragedy had brought them together. She respected Peter, especially after he had chosen the right road when his wife Diana had died suddenly, only a few months earlier. Daniel had informed her how he had been lost at first preferring the bottle to any sort of company. But God willing he had straightened himself out before it got too out of hand. She looked up at him and saw how it had aged him, he was only a year older than she was but looked at least ten. Still he was not a bad looking man; he had a regal way of carrying himself. Embarrassed by her thoughts, she looked down suddenly. She hadn’t really looked at another man since her Jack had died seven years ago.

Are you home alone or is Jacob here? Cece asked, hoping he hadn’t noticed her frank stare.

Peter, oblivious to her concerns, led her into the kitchen. He had made coffee earlier, Jacob should be home soon. Would you like a cup of coffee, only made half hour ago? He wondered why Selah wasn’t with her, and why she wanted to see Jacob.

Yeah that sounds great, milk and sugar please, she stated realizing her lips were watering at the thought of coffee, was she thirsty or was it the company? What was she thinking? Ever since what she had witnessed she seemed to have no hold of her emotions or thought for that matter, she was usually so controlled! It was rattling her. She squeezed her hands together in exasperation, hoping Peter didn’t notice. Luckily he was too busy making her coffee.

Peter returned with the mugs of coffee full up to the brim, he met Ceces' eyes with his. Daniel and his mom had the same eyes, a deep grey color. He looked away for some reason, as right now Ceces' were unsettling to him. So what’s going on and how did my daughter get him out of the coma, or wait should I even ask? He ran his hand through his hair, it was a nervous habit he had when he didn’t know what to do with his hands.

It’s ok, Peter. She reached to pat his hand in reassurance. Selah didn’t do anything bad, I just wanted to wait until Jacob was home to explain because I don’t think I could get it out right, especially twice in a row.

Peter tilted his head in confusion, arching his eyebrows in question. I see, that makes sense, he gave a nervous chuckle, and then stopped himself from running his hand through his hair again. So he’s awake, does he seem to have all his brain functions back? He must be sore everywhere?

Cece remembered how Daniel looked the last time she had seen him, she had never seen him so…happy. Actually he doing awesome, I don’t think he was feeling anything but overjoyed, really.

Does he remember anything from when he was comatose, I’ve heard you can still hear everything, you’re a nurse, is that true?

Actually that is true, a few years back I was taking care of a patient that was on his last legs, the family had all been called to the hospital and they expected him to pass at any moment. He had been in a coma for a while. He had a very large family, around 15 children if I remember correctly and they were all there except for one, his middle son. They had been mad at each other for the past twenty years, and had never spoken in all that time. His son arrived and was talking to his brother in the room, when suddenly the father woke up, turned to his son, and said I was waiting for you to come; I just wanted to say I forgive you. Then a few seconds later the father passed away, it was a very touching to witness it all enfold the way it did. Cece sat back holding her coffee remembering that moment.

"Wow, that’s such a great story. I suppose you see all kinds of sad things there at the hospital.

Yeah, you would be surprised.

I never really put much thought into it before. Peter exclaimed. I always try and stay away from hospitals, if I can; it seems all I find there is sadness.

I’m sorry Peter I didn’t mean…

I seem to have spent more time there in the past six months than I have the last twenty years, except for when the kids were born of course, those were happy times.

Did you see the births? Cece wondered if he had witnessed the miracle of his children being born, not all men were up for it, back then anyway, it was rarer.

Peter got a faraway look in his eyes suddenly, as if he was there once again, Yeah, for Selah it was incredible, she was so tiny and when she finally took that first breath, it was like I could breathe too. Diana had had a miscarriage before Selah was born, so we always had that worry in the back of our minds, you know, and hoping she was healthy and all.

She had to have a caesarean for Jacob thought, he was so big she couldn’t pass him through the birth canal, Selah was seven pounds but he weighted over eleven pounds; he was so long and big.

Wow, that’s big, usually babies are around the same size though.

I remember she was always so hungry while pregnant for Jacob. I thought she had four babies in there the way she was eating. I used to have to go to the store in the middle of the night cause she woke up and needed, and I mean needed to have ice cream, or turkey! I remember she had so many turkey sandwiches I thought I would have to start raising them. He really laughed then, thinking of her looks she would get when she awoke. He had never questioned it, just got dressed and went, thank goodness for the grocery store, open 24 hours a day. I’m sorry, was I rattling on… he snapped back to attention remembering where he was.

It’s good to remember, you know, it took me a long time to realize that, a long time after Jack was gone. I thought I was supposed to just be there for him when he was sick you know…for so long that’s all I did, take care of him watching him disappear with the cancer. After he died, I was so tired I kind of put him on a pedestal for a long time. Daniel would want to talk about him and I just couldn’t, but I finally let that go and now it feels really good to remember him, the good times, before he got sick.

They both sat there quietly in their own thoughts, remembering what had been, in very different ways, they seemed to reach an understanding in that brief time frame, they each had loved and lost, and had somehow manage to pick up the pieces for their children. In the stillness they formed a friendship based on mutual understanding of their pain and grief, suffered in their losses.

Suddenly the peace was interrupted by the front door opening, Jacob was home. Now he could find out what his daughter had done to help bring Daniel out of his coma after the motorcycle accident.

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Daniel watched Selah as she spoke with the creator, her father. They had made arrangements to let Selah’s birth father, and brother know about the recent changes to their situation. He had been blessed that his mom, Cece, had been able to travel to the void to see firsthand what had transpired between Selah and him. She was excited and nervous about seeing Peter and Jacob; he could feel her emotions running rampant through their bond.

Selah now understood why he had done all he had done, this bond was wonderful for that she could feel every emotion he had running through his mind, all his thoughts. She was exhilarated with the change and they seemed to feed off one another. He felt a wave of love coursing from the invisible string attaching them; he looked at Selah and saw she was staring back at him. It was going to take a bit of getting used to, but he was pretty sure he could manage.

They would know when to make contact with Peter, his mom Cecile would give them a sign when all was ready on the other side. From his understanding they would only take their angel and guardian forms when they were here in the void, unless they crossed the veil in their physical form from here or vice versa. It was a little confusing to take all the new information in, there was so much to remember. Daniel supposed that was why the bond was made in the fashion it was so they could digest the information better between them both.

Selah felt complete, as if she had never realized she was missing pieces. With her memories filled in she thought differently, she could see her experiences from all her lives, letting her make better decisions and having Daniel in her head also, well, she could no longer hide from her feelings or pretend he didn’t have the effect he had on her. She wished she could just go in a corner somewhere and actually just sit back and remember. They had been through a lot, Daniel and her, and not all of it good. She was amazed at how he still loved her and had never given up trying to be with her, regardless of what she had put him through for the past few thousands of years.

But sadly she couldn’t take the time to reminisce now, they had to begin the search for the seven angels, and she realized they had to be in some sort of semblance of order so once found they could aide in her journey. This was totally new for her. This was a part of her life she had been always unconsciously striving to obtain. And now that her goal was visible she felt her core shiver at the enormity of the task at hand.

"We will make it together, trust me, we will help one another stand." Hearing Daniel’s voice inside her head startled her at first; she looked up and saw him smile from the distance.

"I know, I’m just scared it won’t be easy." Selah answered him back. She was soon interrupted by her father, the creator, YOU TWO WILL HAVE TIME ENOUGH LATER TO TEST YOUR POWERS. I HEAR CECILE, SHE HAS PETER AND JACOB WITH HER. THEY ARE WAITING. FEAR NOT CHILD, ALL WILL BE WELL, IT IS UP TO YOU TO SHOW THEM. I CANNOT HELP YOU IN THIS PART OF THE JOURNEY, BUT I WILL GIVE YOU SOMEONE WHO WILL HELP THEM TO UNDERSTAND…

Selah’s brows wrinkled together this was going to be difficult to achieve even though they would have proof with the creator on their side to tell her dad and brother. This was not working out well, she felt the well open up and saw into her house it was like a mirror image to where she stood. She could see the living room spread out in her field of vision, there was still the veil between them at this point and she was sure they couldn’t see what she saw from her angle. She had been told to stretch the veil so the hole could close back into itself instead of ripping a large hole like she had done in Daniel’s hospital room.

Selah took a small silver hair pin out of her hair and poked the veil with it. It had been constructed from spirit just like Daniel’s armor. As she poke a hole through the veil, Daniel suddenly appear at her side and wedged his finger in besides the pin whole and began to stretch the whole wider working it with his hands until it was large enough to put his whole hand through, working it until it could fit both of them, it seemed to be a painstakingly slow task but necessary to prevent a gaping hole inside her house where any creatures could use to gain a foothold inside the world.

Peter was wondering if Cece was just overtired, she wasn’t making much sense to him now! She must have stayed up for the past twenty-four hours working and he knew she hadn’t slept much recently worrying over Daniel’s condition. She was talking gibberish about them. Selah had torn the veil, or something, and brought Daniel’s spirit back and now they had a mission?

He gently grabbed unto Cece’s arm to tell her everything would be just fine, she had to go home and get a bit of rest and things would be clearer then. When suddenly, he saw a bright light appear in the middle of the living room! It was the size of a small beam at first but was growing steadily as he went speechless. Jacob had just rolled his eyes in exasperation of Cece’s story when he too went completely still watching the light invade their normally quiet and peaceful living room! It was spell bounding, no-one dared blink for fear of discovery.

Chapter 2/Awakening

Zach or Zap, was short for Zachariah Andrew Parker. His mom had been born a full blown Catholic and when she was younger had been an avid church goer, hence the name. He wiped his brow and lifted his can of rockstar to his lips; today was an unusually hot day for the beginning of May. But when wasn’t it warm in good old, San José, California? The lowest it ever got was in winter and it was still in the forties.

He had a crap load of things to do today and it wasn’t beginning to shape up too well for him. He had his nightmare again; it took him a few hours to shake it out of his head. It would just continuously linger, creeping back when he thought he had shaken it off. It left him angry and worn, but he seriously couldn’t remember ever having woken up and not had it.

He hated going to bed, so he stayed up as long as he could, if he got four hours of sleep a night he considered himself