Chapter 1 The Boy in 2026

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Michael POV*

Yes, I saw my own wife fall in love with a boy that she sat next to in her English class. ‘Love at first sight,’ some said.

She was beautiful sitting at her school desk, across from me, not that she knew, she wasn’t seeing me. As an angel, I peered into her mind with my abilities. Archangels could read minds, especially with permission from the one who is, who he is. I watched her blush at something that the boy next to her had said. I could hear her thoughts, thinking how cute the boy sitting next to her was. I heard her even laugh as she introduced herself incorrectly, saying her name incorrectly as she read his name tag. ‘Her laugh is cute, ‘the other boy thought. While I stopped to look at him, I agreed happily, “Yes, she does.”

‘My wife could get any boy to fall in love with her,’ I thought. If only I could see her again, see her look at me. “I want her to look at me,” I told God. He was always listening.

Michael spent most of his time fighting evil spirits, visiting his wife, fighting evil spirits, and visiting the wife. Waiting for the day that his prayers were answered. The same Michael that you all know kicked Satan out of heaven in the Bible.

And after he met someone, an angel like him, they fell hopelessly in love, and even had a family, but they wanted to be human. They asked God if they could become human. And he promised them that they would.

That same very Michael is now human. But with all memories of his past life.

Interestingly enough, as a human, Michael still had all his angel abilities.

Super speed. Strength. Flying. And Time travel.

Angels have been traveling around the world since the beginning of time, which is how they are able to be at many places at the same time to watch over the many humans.

As of right now, Michael was time-traveling at this moment to see his wife meet someone else.

She had no recollection of him, their past, or their love.

Every day, Michael prayed for her memory to return, every day he visited her, and every night he watched over her. He would even fall into her dreams, see her, and take her on wild adventures. Bryanna thought of those moments with him as nothing but dreams.

And out of all places, he met his wife at Home Depot.

And he would do anything to have her look at him with love again.

He would even eventually travel to the year 2026 to be with her.

Because he’s the Boy in 2026.

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Bryanna’s POV*

That night before, God gave me a dream. I stood in the classroom, looking for my name tag on each student’s desk. He spoke in a crystal heavenly voice, “It’s okay if you like him,” God said. “Michael will always be in love with you, and he will always watch over you.”

I’ve always liked dreaming as a kid because I once had a dream that God told me I was the favorite and that he would bring me real dreams, dreams that would happen. So he would tell me in a dream before something happened, and I would think.

That’s God.

In my dreams, I would feel a wind of presence and hear a voice, the same voice that spoke to me earlier. And he would have to introduce himself whenever we had a dream that was important. If it was important, he said he would tell me. I wonder if this was one of those moments.

" There’s a boy who would like to meet you. I told him you can see him in class now, because he likes to visit you in class. But when you do, you’ll know that you have to remember him. They don’t want you to remember him.” God said.

I wonder what he meant by meeting a boy in class. I wasn’t even in school yet. My first day is tomorrow. I couldn’t wait for it!

“You will like him, Bryanna.” He said.

But not as much as you will like, Michael. No matter what, you will love Michael. No matter what, you will love him,” God’s voice said.

As he mentioned, Michael, whose name I didn’t recognize in the dream. There was a Michael I knew, though, but wait, how did I know him again? She turned to him, questioning the name of this person. Who was he? “Okay, I’ll like him, is he cute?” God smiled down at her, “Yes, you’ll find him cute.”

She heard another voice say, “Not as cute as Michael, though,” which sounded like a female voice, entering, as if she knew something. Something that Bryanna didn’t know.

Which she did. She knew the future. That Michael would go across the universe through time traveling to visit Bryanna, even on her first day of Middle school, trying to stop her from doing what she had planned.

She planned to kill her.

This plan began in the future and started that day she met Michael. But why wait? Why not start now? That’s when she had had enough; she was going to prevent Michael and Bryanna from being together.

“What are you doing?” God asked, his voice giving even the slightest person terror from the anger in his voice. He was angry; they were attacking her, and it was her first day of school.

“We’re going to take her, to the day she wants, since she’s dreaming about it. She’s going to the first day of school.”

Suddenly, I was taken through a portal in my dream, which landed me back in my seat, but everything was different.

I was awake instead.

No longer was I in a dream, but fully awake, sitting in this classroom that I had never been to before, and I realized. I was having my first day of school, as she said. I tried to calm down before I met the eyes of the boy I knew God was talking about. I had a crush on the guy sitting next to me. As I gazed over him, I realized God was right; he was cute.

“That’s not who I was talking about, actually.” I heard a voice say. So loud and so clear, I was sure that it was the same voice that I knew to be God in my dreams.

I heard God speak to me in real life.

Then suddenly, I heard the other voice and remembered immediately. It was the same voice that I heard in my nightmares. “Why is she believing in this? Why is she not believing she’s crazy here? That’s it, I’m going to kill her!” I saw her face then, in the moment of her screaming. Her face was made of black shards, emerging from a black hole portal. Her eyes were fully white, without any light to them.

The desks of the classroom were shaking, and the kids all around the room were screaming. They all saw her, heard her as she was screaming at me. I knew she was screaming towards me because when we made eye contact, she angrily shouted my name. I wasn’t dreaming anymore, so what could I do? Anytime I had a nightmare with her, I would pray to wake up.

I knew I was awake, but this had to be a dream. But I could breathe, I could feel, and I knew in her heart that it wasn’t a dream. But why was I taken here when I was just dreaming of the boy I was going to have a crush on?

Suddenly, I heard a classmate ask, “What was that ugly voice?” That’s when I locked eyes with someone in the classroom. “What do you mean you heard that?”I asked, worried for them. It was all my fault, and no one knew why. The boy next to me groaned; he felt “poked”, he said. That someone was poking him.

Everyone in the room felt these pokes suddenly; they were all crying, complaining about the pain, except me. I couldn’t feel any poking, but I knew the feeling that they were talking about, the recurrent nightmare I had with this voice, was of her poking me.

Then all of a sudden, I noticed a boy in my class, another handsome boy, not the one I was sitting next to, though. He was noticeable because he was also the only one who wasn’t poked. He was also the most handsome boy she had ever seen; he was almost like an angel.

He had sparkling, almost blinding shade of blue eyes. With his hairstyle in a quiff, his hair blonde, with small curls complementing him. I knew everyone in the classroom, but he, especially someone who is attractive, would be memorable.

I- I think I used to be with him, somehow; I knew that I once was with him. He looked familiar. But as I looked at him, I thought about what God said in my dream. This boy, I think, he was mentioning him and not my school crush. I looked at my old crush sitting next to me; he was scared. All the kids were scared and being tortured. Why was this happening to me, and what was going on?

The handsome boy turned to look at me. He finally started to feel the pokes because he grimaced at the pain, or maybe he wasn’t; maybe it was just him in pain. Even though I didn’t feel the pokes, it was just as painful to hear all these kids being tortured. He knew something; he must have because I heard another male-ish voice, yelling at him. Shouting about how he beat him. I wasn’t sure, but she knew that he knew something. Until it came to me, she realized one thing. He knew that I liked someone else.

“He knows you like someone else, so tell him you won’t be with him!” She said. As she screamed, everyone panicked, the voices screaming at my teacher the most. “You can’t protect these kids!”

“Why is everyone hearing that voice, only I able to hear that voice, I had a dream about it?” Bryanna questioned this very moment; was it always just a dream? There wasn’t anyone that I knew who could do this. Unless there was something about me that I didn’t know.

Michael continued to look at her, wanting to tell her the truth. He was just thankful that she wasn’t being attacked with these “pokes.” The female attacking them tried, but a shield surrounded Bryanna, as a bubble, that protected her.

The more students cursed, the more these voices cheered, saying that they could attack them more now. While Bryanna continued to remain unharmed. I shouted at the top of my lungs, realizing it had to be sin that was preventing God from protecting them. “Ask God to forgive you,” I said before asking myself. “God forgive them.” Suddenly, a barrier wrapped around everyone.

Michael said out loud for all to see, and everyone in the class noticed this new boy in the class. “You told me I was going to see her. I could see her, I could tell her, just let me tell her before it gets bad.”

“Bad, but Michael, we wanted you in the class because you are, just no one can see you,” the old female voice said. What was her plan with this boy, and why was he looking at me? I couldn’t believe that I had dreamt of this, and then it turned real.

Then I looked at him, remembering one thing.

I was an angel.

That’s why I knew you had to ask him. You had to ask him to protect you. He was trying to tell me, and I felt it in my gut.

And I was God’s favorite.

There was a prophecy about God’s favorite. God wrote it a long time ago. That this child would do the most because she wanted to be the favorite, and Bryanna didn’t know it then, but she was the one who did the most for everyone, all because she loved God and knew he wanted to save everyone. He saved everyone.

When I looked at Michael, a tear passed from my brown eyes down my cheek, “I remember.” I told him. I remembered another life that I had with Michael, where they had been together. That’s why I thought we had been together, because we had, but when I was an angel. And now he’s human.

Did he become human to be with me?

Yes, he did, and now he was being punished for it.

And now we were being tortured together because we were lovers.

Lovers who haven’t seen each other in forever. I forgot everything about that life-

I forgot. I forgot Michael. I wanted to be glad that we were reunited and kiss him, but I also knew I would forget again. If we ever get out, I could forget everything about him again, and our life together. Because I was human and with new memories.

I was human.

That’s it! The only way to beat them, whoever they are, and get out of this classroom was if I were an angel again. I looked around the classroom, knowing it was worth the chance. I thought about my family, and when I would ever see them again. Maybe I wouldn’t, but maybe I would be with Michael again.

So, I prayed, prayed to be an angel again, unsure even if after would God let me become a human once more.

But I was his favorite.

That’s when an idea struck Jesus, the only way to win this fight was not if I was just an angel, but everybody.

Every student was released and fell out of their body, given wings. We realized God had been merciful to us and wanted us to be his angels. “Fight.” Michael said, " It’s our time to fight, especially Satan for he wants all of us!” Michael showed them all his wings, his speed, and his sword. Everyone saw him fight against Satan; he knew how to fight more than anyone else. He fought like a warrior and a boxer.

I thought about it, that I knew how to fight, but not everyone else did, especially with swords. So I prayed out loud to every that, " That god would give us the ability to fight like Michael.” As Michael heard, he saw me praying and smiled at me.

Then all the kids and I were fighting; we all became angels and fought against Satan. He was mad that Michael was human, in a human classroom with his wife. Michael ran to I fought against someone with a sword, telling me, “I’m still in love with you,”

The boy I once had a crush on heard him and, he said, “Oh, you’re together!” I was happy that he knew they were together. I thought it would be weird if he didn’t know, almost funny though. Imagine having to explain to someone I used to like, introducing them to Michael, whom I once married.

Wait a second, we were married. How did this happen? How could we not have gotten to know each other in this life yet?

I was suddenly worried about Michael, and how his human life, did he find someone else to like? Ignoring the word “love” because it gave a reminder of the feelings I still had for Michael, which became distracting while fighting. All I kept thinking about was Michael.

After all the fighting, evil vanished, but now what happens? But Jesus knew one thing: he needed a little more time before the end of times, so he did what he had to do. He told us before he left.

" I’m going to go back in time and make sure none of this happened. It’s time yet for the end. When it’s time, you’ll know it.” He warned Michael and me. Then he looked towards my old crush, and everybody in the classroom saying his final words to them. " I love you.”

Then Jesus went back in time before the fight ever happened.

And he prayed that if these spirits had died, then they wouldn’t have the power to torture his kids, that he would protect them, especially if his favorite was in the room. I looked at Michael, saying my goodbye, and apologized for forgetting him. And I told him, I still loved him too.

Then another portal swooped everyone, and we were all taken before the fight.

And everything was normal.

They did not blink an eye; it was back to another boring day in class for them.

God didn’t let any of the kids be attacked this time. And her plan was a failure once again. She never got the chance to kill Bryanna, and she was weak again. She needed to wait to build up strength. And as things went back to normal, I forgot everything that had just happened as the rest of the students did. I was taken back to my bed in a dream. I was happy, maybe it really was all just a dream.

This time I dreamt of a boy named Michael, but it was not what you think.

He was an angel, and I had met him at Home Depot. I had the biggest crush on him, at least for now; you never know what might happen tomorrow.

It was like none of it ever happened, Michael thought.

“We met at Home Depot,” Michael said. Which was true, it was the day that I believed in Angels. “I’m human now. and I’m looking for you.”

“Because I knew you before Home Depot,” he said.

That couldn’t be true. Michael could never be human. This was a weird dream.

I was just glad that this was all just a dream. It’s not like an actual angel would be in love with me, even Michael.

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Michael POV*

And the next day, I watched my wife fall for someone else, again.

But I knew one thing: my wife was still in there. And she could remember me, one day.

I knew one day, we might be together.

The next day, Bryanna had a normal day at school; she hadn’t even noticed or remembered the dream I visited her in or the one before about the first day of school. Jesus came over to me, and we both sat in heaven watching her as she talked with her crush. “You know, you will travel through time to see her.” Then he asked, " Start now, go to the year 2026 and find out how you are going to be together because you are going to need help if we want you guys to be together.”

I looked at him, thinking that it was such an odd year to find out, but I would, to find her, and have her looking at me again. " You need to find out what they attacked here, on this day and you need to go forward to find out why they went back.”

Then I started running, using my super speed to find what year she was in, the future Bryanna that was already in love with me.

And I did. I found her and she was already waiting for me. She knew who I was and called me, the Boy in 2026.