"Wait!" She heard a man say.
She opened her eyes and turned around. Standing tall and beautiful was an angel. He had golden blonde hair that shone as bright as his wings. "Hello Diana." She clutched her bow as her heartbeat raced: "Aryel?"

"I need a yes or no answer. Heaven would like to offer you a job. To train angels in Archery for whenever they descend to Earth. Would you like to accept that offer?"

Her mouth was wide open. She didn't expect that at all. She looked at him then drooped her head. "Would... Would I be close to you?"

Aryel blinked and looked at her expressionlessly. "Diana. Yes or no."

She sighed as she heard her brother's words from a long time ago; the day she met Aryel.

"Yes." She answered.

Aryel elevated and reached out his hand for her. "Give me your hand." She slowly reached out to him. He grabbed her and took off to the air. She grabbed him tightly and he raised his left hand. The strange object that he wore on his arm glowed and the heavens opened.

The image blurred and sped. Every cell of her body vibrated. The vibrations pulsated energies of light and when the vibrations settled on a frequency, she was somewhere else. In a higher plane of perspective.

She opened her eyes and realized she could see in every possible angle simultaneously. "Wh... Where am I?" A tower of light in front of her pulsated. "Welcome to the Devic Kingdom. If earthern scientists could name such a thing, it would be known as the Fourth Dimension. I know your body is adapting to the extremely high frequency, so you may not be able to see my true form or feel anything until you're more acclimated. But every being in here has a unique signature which you can sense. Memorize mine and follow." There was a beam and "Aryel" disappeared. "Artemis" turned around and she could feel her perspective moving, it was like floating on water, only the surface was three dimensional.

She realized that as an Olympian and living on Earth all her life, she thought being a "Goddess" was the highest thing that there was for a woman, but she was oblivious to this other world that existed. And she felt so pathetically tiny. How big was heaven??! Was it endless? Never mind that... How many other dimensions DID exist?? She marveled where she was. Then she also realized how lucky she was.

She looked towards the different signatures of light and saw Aryel's about 20,000 leagues away and counting. "Ok. Go. Artemis. Go. Follow the blinking dot." She sighed as she realized she didn't know how to travel in this realm. Another being bumped into her, it stretched its "hands" and instructed: "Compress the space between yourself and wherever you want to go, and you'll go. Remember, the Law of Order and Balance. That's what the Universe is built on." The "angel" as Artemis assumed it to be disappeared and Artemis felt like cursing Aryel for leaving her without an instructions manual. She did as she was told, deformed the space in front of her and she boosted forward. She saw a smile and knew it had to be Aryel's. "You learn fast." Aryel said as they glided at immeasurable speeds.

She didn't have a heart per-say but she could feel something within her beating. A feeling that was so good. She hummed. Her humming sounded like the sustained after-effects of a pin-drop. Then she remembered hearing that singing somewhere before, a long time ago. Aryel. She turned around at him and he was singing. His voice spread colorful energy across heaven. And she asked him what were the words that he was singing. "Our own version of the pslams. It was the first thing that came out of the mouths of angels.. We sang them in the dawn of the fourth day of the universe. When we first sang them, the whole universe heard. And the birds of Earth tried to immitate us, so they try singing them at the dawn of every morning." Aryel said and smiled softly. She had never seen him smile, and she liked the feeling she absorbed from it; Aryel appreciated what he was, in fact, he wouldn't have appreciated to be anything else. If only she knew that it wasn't easy being what he was and seeing what he had seen.

She tried to think whether time even existed here. "No." Aryel said suddenly. Artemis didn't know whether he answered her thoughts or whether he was on some kind of heavenly cell-phone talking to someone else. So she just stayed quiet and presumed time didn't exist.

Aryel pointed at something in the distance. "See that?" Artemis tried to make sense of what she saw. It looked like thrones. Where they thrones? She realized that was just her mind's way of translating what was hard to understand. The thrones were inside some sort of temple on a background that looked onto 3,000 galaxies. "Let me guess. The throne of God, and his two right hand mens'?" Aryel looked at her strangely. "No, throne of God, that'll be the Universe. But that's the court of the King, Queen and Jack of Spades. Originally throned by three angels, but now after some rectification only ascended humans or human hybrids with a Spades Token can take up the spots. For example, if you had the token of the Queen of Spades, you'd be sitting there and will rule Deva, i.e. the 7th heaven; the realm of air." Aryel sighed. "Ever since the tokens existed they threatened the security of each realm for what they potentially could do. So just imagine if they came to the wrong hands."

"Where are they now?" She asked.

Aryel shrugged: "Don't know. But we're not worried because we have the keys safely locking Deva from the other three realms so even if someone had the tokens, they can't claim the thrones because the doorways are locked."

She attempted to do some kind of chinless nod then realized she had actually HAD a chin now. She was too scared to look at herself; she didn't know what kind of abomination she'd see. Maybe a large sphere for a head with a million eyes all around it and some kind of hideous half-serpent, half-lion half-monkey medley. Aryel heard her thoughts. "Don't worry, Artemis. You look like whatever you used to look like in the realm of reality. Me for example." Aryel stretched his hands and she could see the angel image that she was used to. Artemis looked at her hands and saw human hands. She looked around herself and saw people and angels smiling as they glided past her. Some had wings and some didn't, she assumed the latter were ascended humans. She relaxed a little.

"How can I tell Angels from Archangels?" She asked. Aryel shook his head. "They're a higher frequency, this plane can't support them. You have to go higher to see them. You can't do that because any higher a frequency and your living cells will dissipate. You weren't made for that." She nodded in wonder.

They came into a gigantic field, about 400,000 angels stood inanimate. Aryel shifted into a slower gear and floated to the "ground".

Artemis didn't know what the landing procedures were or whether there was some kind of runway but she knew that she was going too fast for comfort. She shot through the air above the legion. Aryel sighed. She turned around in a wide arch and crashed into Aryel. Luckily, an ethereal cushion stood between every being and another so Aryel merely slided a dozen paces and grabbed Artemis.

"Thank you." She said as she floated gently to the ground.

"Without any further ado..." Aryel said as he frowned at Artemis. "I introduce you, fellow Archery Host to a being who's traveled the Earth, knows every forest in it and is a master of the hunt. She will train you swiftly and prepare you..."

Artemis looked at Aryel. "Half a million angels, Aryel... Is heaven preparing for some kind of war?" Aryel sighed. He shut his eyes and opened his mouth to give the answer.

Diana opened her eyes and saw the british man's eyes wide open in bewilderment. "What the hell? Where you listening to my thoughts?" She was furious.

"Oh my God. I never imagined heaven was... Like that. And half a million angels you say? Interesting. Go on. Finish. What did Aryel tell you?" He asked more curious than any proverbial cat.

"None of your business." She said and pulled the blanket over herself.

The man nodded then sighed. "Thank you for the entertainment. I should also say that you've basically said your jolly history on my behalf."

"Ok." She said as she pointed at him. "I'm done with MY history. Now I want to know yours. And make it quick, buster."

(Continued....)