The Angel Chronicles Chapter 1: The First wife and the Betrayer of the Judge
Eden was a place of beauty. Of course it was, it was created to be perfect. All was perfect until Lilith, Adam’s first wife fell. She was not created from Adam, as Eve was, but was made like him, from the dust of the Earth. She would not be subservient as God had intended. She rebelled both against Adam and God and was cast from the Garden by the Angel Samael. Adam was given Eve, and all seemed right. The new creations He made thrived in the Garden. I watched. Sometimes from afar, sometimes in the Garden. Since leaving Heaven, I was curious of these humans. I kept my presence concealed from Adam and Eve.
Adam was not with Eve one morning. The sun shone through the Garden and it was beautiful. Eve was gathering fruits and plants to eat with her mate. I sensed something dark, and my angel essence stirred but I stayed silent and invisible. Lilith, Adam’s first wife, has returned. How she got into Eden baffled me. This was before the fall of Adam and Eve, they wore no clothing. Lilith was the same. She and Eve could have been sisters. Both were the same height and weight, long flowing dark hair and olive skin color. They had full breasts and flat bellies. Even though Lilith carried no weapons, I could sense the malice in her. Her hate for God and Adam and especially for who had replaced her. Eve entered a small clearing with trees bearing fruit on one side and small stream on the other. Moss and grass covered the ground. On the opposite side of the clearing, Lilith emerged.
“You are not to be here,” Eve said, dropping the basket of fruit. “You are no longer welcome in this place.”
“Yet I have returned…. Returned to take back what is mine, what has been taken of me,” Lilith said walking closer to the middle of the clearing. “You would do yourself a favor by leaving on your own accord.”
Eve walked to the middle of the clearing, meeting Lilith. “God has decreed you gone from here, Adam will soon return and you will again be thrown out!”
“Oh sweet Eve,” Lilith said with a sneer on her face, “Adam is on the other side of the Garden and will not return for a long time!” With that, she lunged at Eve, wrapping her hand around her throat!
Eve was taken by surprise and grabbed Lilith’s wrists. The two women stumbled around the clearing. Eve was grasping from breath but Lilith had a death lock on her neck. Eve released her hands from Lilith’s wrists and raked her nails across Lilith’s face. Lilith screamed in pain and released her hold on Eve and backed away. Eve struggled for breath, rubbing her neck. The two dark haired women glared at each other from only a few feet away. Then, as if a command was given, they both rushed forward. Hands flew through the air, smacking bare flesh. They turned in a close circle, hands and fists raining down. They were not precise in their attacks; it was almost ingrained instinct that they fought like this. Arms began to tire and hands gripped fist fulls of hair and they pulled each other’s heads from side to side. Their large bare breasts wobbled at the jerky movement. They pulled their bodies together in a smack of naked flesh against naked flesh. Eve placed her left foot behind Lilith’s right and the two women fell the mossy grass.
Eve writhed on top of Lilith, the two still yanking and pulling at hair. Their bare breasts mashed and flattened out at the sides. Lilith turned her body and her and Eve began to roll. Lilith on top, than Eve. Their bodies in constant contact. Eve was back on top, Lilith raked her nails down Eve’s back, leaving red furrows in the skin. Eve cried out in pain. Lilith used it to roll Eve onto her back, gripping two handfuls of Eve’s hair and started slamming her head back against the ground. Eve tried in vain to push against Lilith’s face but Lilith kept moving her head so Eve could not get a grip. Eve did reach for the two breasts dangling before her. She gripped the large mounds of flesh and squeezed. Lilith screamed in pain!!! She sat back against Eve’s hips and tried to wrench the hands from her chest but Eve held on for dear life. Unable to break the grip, Lilith grasped both of Eve’s large breasts and squeezed. What I saw mesmerized me! The two women, mouths open in silent screams, squeezed, pulled, gouged, twisted and raked their large breasts. Lilith fell over to her side, but neither woman let go of the others breasts. Their legs were locked together like two serpents, teeth were gritted as hands worked to destroy the other.
I felt an angelic presence; Samael and Adam came into the clearing. Adam ran to the women and pulled Eve away. Samael went to Lilith and both he and Adam struggled to keep the women from going at each other. Samael whispered to Lilith, I opened myself to hear it.
“This is not our time,” he whispered, “We will find another way….” Then he looked to where I was and I revealed myself.
I felt the Seraphim anger and fire rise in me. My wings came forth, my body glowed in a fire of yellow and orange. My sword was in my right hand, flames covering the blade, still tinted red from the blood of angels.
“DECEIVER!!!” I shouted and pointed at Samael. “You, who was placed to guard this Garden and in collusion with this most unclean!” The sky darkened, the wind grew. “The Father knows of your treachery Samael. Be gone or face His judgment!!!”
“You are not a soldier of Him anymore Angel!” Samael hissed at me. But then lightning flashed and thunder sounded, shaking the ground. Then I saw fear in Samael’s face. Lilith was frightened too. Samael wrapped his wings around Lilith and they were gone.
The sky cleared and I took flight, leaving Eden for the last time.
The sky now was like that day when I confronted my brother Samael in the Garden. But now I was not flying into the sky but walking down a muddy path towards a cave with a donkey in front of it. My clothing was soaked and I could feel the cold. I chose to let it affect me and I shivered. Now, I was to confront Delilah, the betrayer of the Judge Samson. This was my new mission, my new task, to right the wrongs done by evil women. I looked as I did from after I left Eden. I was a young woman in the second decade of a life. My hair was long, wavy and dark brown. My skin tone was olive. My breasts were large and sat high on my chest, my stomach flat, my hips and rear were healthy but not overly large. My clothing was wet and clung to me. A hood covered my head but the wind and rain had already soaked my hair.
I walked to the donkey, who was tied to a rock, brayed and whined as the wind howled and thunder sounded. I spoke to him in his ear (Angels can communicate with all living things). I released his rope and told him of the nearby stream for water. He brayed a thank you and was off. I turned toward the cave and entered.
Delilah was near the back of the cave, curled into a ball wet and shivering. The cave was well lit from the day outside even with the thunderstorm going on. She heard my footsteps and quickly got to her feet, dagger in her hand. She was about my height and size, her clothing was dirty and stuck to her skin. She had dozens of gold bracelets on her wrists, they jingled as she stood with the dagger. Her hair was wild, dark like mine with a few light streaks in it. I could see the swell of her chest as she breathed heavily. Her skin was darker than mine; mud caked her legs and bare feet.
“Who are you?!?” She said, dagger shaking slightly. She looked past me, “Where is the donkey?!?”
“Delilah,” I said, her eyes went wide at the sound of her name, “You have betrayed Samson to the Philistines, now you will suffer for your betrayal!”
“Israelite whore!” She exclaimed, “I will kill you here!” Then she lunged at me with the dagger!
It was a straight lunge and I sidestep and grabbed her wrist, knocking the blade aside and causing it to fall to the dirt floor of the cave. I kicked it with my right foot and sent it flying out of the entrance of the cave. She came at me like a woman possessed! She grabbed my hair with her free hand and yanked back, the pain was incredible. My head went back and I lost my footing and we collapsed in the dirt. I grabbed at her hair and pulled back. The wet clothing of ours was picking up the dirt, so was our hair. We rolled back and forth on the dirt floor. She clawed at my face, it felt like molten knives slashing into me. I cried out in pain which made her claw at me more. I grabbed the color of her robe and her hair and bunched my feet under her belly and flipped her over me. I could hear the tearing of the cloth. I rolled to my stomach and put my hands and feet under me and got up. The top of her garment had been torn down exposing the tops of her full breasts. She got to her feet and we rushed together. We slammed together closer to the entrance of the cave. The thunderstorm outside was getting worse. WE clawed at skin, bit at faces and pulled at our dirty, wet garments. Both Delilah and I cried out in pain as we attacked each other.
She slammed me up against the wall of the cave, the stone digging into my back as she pressed up against me. My head was slammed against the wall and I saw stars. She got in close and whispered to me.
“No Israelite woman could have beaten me in a fight”, she said slamming my head again into the stone wall.
I wrapped my arms around her and moved my head slightly and bit her cheek. She screamed into my ear and flailed her arms trying to remove my teeth from her face. I pushed her roughly as I let of the bite but had her clothing in my hands, it tore loose, leaving her to fall naked at the mouth of the cave. She got to her feet slowly as I shook my head to clear it. Her hand touched her face and it came back with blood on it. I saw her stand there, naked, dirty, bleeding and I removed the rest of my clothing, leaving us both nude. I ran and tackled her around the waist taking us both into the torrential downpour of rain. We hit the muddy goat path and slid in the mud until we hit a patch of grass. I was still on top of her, wet skin pressed into mine. Her legs locked with mine and she struggled to get herself out from under me. I grabbed her hair and slammed her head into the grass, her hand swung out and smacked a handful of mud into my face. I rolled off sputtering. She pounced on me and we rolled and wrestled in the mud until it covered us.
She grabbed at my breasts and I felt a new pain. I felt the nails dig in, felt my flesh compress under her grip, it felt like my skin was being torn off from my body. I screamed out in pain. I looked up at the muddy face and saw her teeth in a wolfish grin. I also noticed her bouncing breasts, so I grabbed them. Her screams matched mine as we tortured each other’s big breast. Grabbing, clawing, twisting and gouging the muddy flesh. My nails dug into her hard nipples, she yelped in rage and pain. She pressed down her weight onto her hands pressed my breasts down into my chest. Our legs were still locked, our crotches pressed together. I pulled her by her nipples to the side and we rolled, facing each other. She released my breasts and slammed me in the head with her right bracelet covered wrist. I saw stars again and rolled to my back as I let of her chest.
We lay there in the muddy grass, breathing heavily, neither of us moving toward the other. I slowly got to my hands and knees and noticed she was doing the same. Our eyes met and we lunged on our knees. Hands went to hair; our big breasts slapped and mashed together, tummies slid wetly across the other.
She bit my shoulder; I cried out and clawed at the side of her left ear. She screamed in pain and let go of the bite. I wrapped my arms around her back and squeezed, she did the same. Our breasts compressed painfully, mashing tightly, bulging out the sides. Hard nipples stabbed into flesh. We squeezed and rocked back and forth on our knees, tired and hurt. We tilted too much to one side and rolled down an embankment to a stream. WE stayed locked tightly together until we hit the water and went under. I released her and she did the same. I came up coughing and got my feet under me and stood. The stream was knee deep and I saw her standing before me, her dagger again in her hands. She raised it above her head with both hands and came at me. I grabbed her wrists and kept them high. Our large breasts slapped back and forth. I made sure to swing mine and they met hers with a smacking thud. I squeezed her wrists hard as I fought her with my breasts. I was pushing back to the bank of the stream. I dug my nails into her wrists and she dropped the dagger which went splashing into the water out of sight.
I continued to hold her wrists high as I moved my chest from side to side, slapped her breasts each time I moved. She tripped and fell back and I came with her. I lay atop of Delilah and ground my breasts into hers, still holding her hands above her head. She was crying now. I let go with my right hand, balled it up into a fist and slammed her in the left cheek.
“No…..more….”, she squeaked out….”…..please….”
I released her and slowly got to my feet. I called forth the Seraphim from inside of me. Fire erupted from my skin and hair, my body glowed in a heavenly light, a sword of fire appeared in my right hand.
Delilah gasped in fear as she saw who I really was. Then her eyes rolled into the back of her head, her mouth opened with a cry but no sound came out, only a black ooze. The ooze formed into a female figure, a winged demon, skin black as night, wings of grey ash, hair of blood red. I placed the tip of the sword of God at the throat of the newly formed demon.
“Name yourself creature!” I commanded, the sound of my angelic voice caused the ground to shake.
“I am a spawn of Lilith, queen of demons!” The beautiful demon proclaimed. “This will not be our last encounter soldier of Heaven!” Then she vanished in a cloud of black smoke.
Delilah was cowering at my feet, her hands covered her breasts, she was sobbing. I looked to the top of the embankment and saw her donkey, the bags of gold still over his back.
“Delilah, take this donkey and visit the next 5 Israelite villages, distribute the money to the poor, then leave this land never to return,” I said as I picked her up. “If you do not, I will know and if I visit you again, I will bring the wrath of Heaven with me.”
She dressed in torn clothing, got onto the back of the donkey and they set off down the path. I stayed at the mouth of the cave, replaying the fight in my head. It was nothing I had ever done. I did not feel a dark presence in her until I had taken my true form which means that I won’t know who these demons have possessed. I looked into the cave and a small fire was started with a set of new clothes and food and drink. I had not seen anyone around. I returned to my human form and dressed in the clothing and ate and drank. The rain subsided and I went to the mouth of the cave. I shawl and walking staff were there. I put the shawl over my head and grabbed the staff and walked the opposite way from Delilah.
