Velaho

His eyes twitched as he scanned for opposition. His mouth grew into a wary smile as he saw a car approach. Two little lights along with a large bright light gliding next to it. It began to rain and he descended down to earth approaching the car from the rear. Using the rain as stairs and stepping stones he ran up next to Breck. Smiling he nodded to his comrade. Velaho was not a beautiful angel, in fact he was quite ugly with blotchy yellow skin and stringy long brown hair. He was not a fighter in the ranks but a healer. His clothes were rags as he frequently took the human form of a beggar. Despite his ugliness, he was very wise and was one of the brightest to shine. When Breck saluted Velaho and the two continued after the car in silence. Breck was very well built, with freckled skin, short orange hair and white clothes. He was assigned to protect the boy in the car. When Breck saw Velaho next to him, he understood that this was a serious case. Rarely were two messengers of the LORD assigned to one boy, especially a soldier and healer. Velaho then spoke.
"This boy is very ill. I have spoken with the LORD and I am told there is to be one more to accompany us."
"Do you know the name of this brother?" Breck answered.
"All that I know is that he is an influencer and is not from this place."
"An influencer. This task must be of great importance, how ill is the boy Velaho?"
"All in good time my brother. Patience."

The boy in the car winced and he held his side. The boy was short for his age and with blonde hair and green eyes he was very handsome. At seventeen he did not have very many friends at his school. Two of his best friends had moved away the year before and it has been a difficult sophomore year and now he was sick. He didn't know what he was sick with yet, their local doctor had told him and his mom that they should go to a bigger hospital for a better diagnosis. He groaned as he passed out in the back of the car.