Zap: A to Z Challenge 2017 Post #26


Welcome to my A to Z Blogging Challenge Posts.

This month I’ve challenged myself to not only do 26 blog posts in 30 days based on One Word Writing Prompts, but also to try to link them together into some kind of cohesive whole.  I’d love to hear how you think I’m doing.  If you want to start the story from the beginning, check out the Angel post from April 1.

Today’s One Word Writing Prompt:

The definitions are from the Oxford English Dictionary via their on-line access (which I have through my University employer).  Feel free to skip down to the story segment if you don’t share my fascination with words, definitions, and shades of meaning.


zap, n.
slang (orig. U.S.).
1. Liveliness, energy, power, drive; also, a strong emotional effect.
2. A demonstration (by a group against something).
3.> Computing. A change in a program.
4. A short, varying sound of the kind expressed by ‘zap!’.
zap, v.
slang (orig. U.S.).
1.   a. To kill, esp. with a gun; to deal a sudden blow to.
b. To put an end to, do away with.
2. To fail (someone) in a test, course, etc.; to punish (see also quot. 1969).
3. To overwhelm emotionally.
4. To send, put, or hit in a forceful way.
5. To demonstrate against or at.
6. Computing. To erase or change (an item in a program).
7. To move quickly and with vigour.
8. To use a fast-forward facility on a video recorder to go quickly through the advertisements in a recorded television programme; to switch through other channels for the duration of the advertisements when watching programmes off-air.
zap, int.
slang (orig. U.S.).
1. Used to represent the sound of a ray gun, laser, bullet, etc.; also fig., expressing any sudden or dramatic event.
2.   zap gun  n. a ray gun or the like.

Today’s Story Segment:


“Thank you for helping with my demon,” Avery said as he started to move the needles again.

Uriel found the motion slightly hypnotic.  Avery had such quick hands.

“I am glad I could be here to help,” Uriel replied.

“Rosario always brings in wonderful people,” Mary said before taking a sip from her mug.  “He’s done wonders for the young people here.”

“He is passionate about helping people,” Uriel said.  This much he was sure about even in the small amount of time he’d known Rosario.

Mary nodded in agreement.

Uriel wasn’t sure what else to say to them, so he simply stood beside the table and watched Avery knitting.

When there was another knock at the door, Uriel started and turned toward the noise.

“It’s probably Rosario come to check on me,” Avery said, putting his yarn back on the table and hurrying to the door.  “Who is it?” he asked with his hand on the knob.

“Rosario,” came the familiar voice.

Avery opened the door eagerly, allowing Rosario to step through.  He had on a shirt like the one Uriel had been sent here in.  A t-shirt Rosario had called it.  He held one of the other shirts they had acquired for Uriel that morning in his hand.

“Thank you for all your help today,” Rosario said as he handed Uriel the shirt.

“It was my pleasure to be of service,” Uriel replied as he took it.

“You are well?” Rosario asked Avery.

“I’m fine,” Avery said.  “But what happened to you two?  And what is that in your hair?”

“Grease or something I think,” Rosario said.  “We had to go down to the basement.  We ended up filthy, hence the need for new shirts.”

“And pants,” Avery said with a frown.

“They weren’t as bad as the shirts,” Rosario said with a chuckle.  “I’m just glad that Uriel was here to assist me when I needed it.”

Uriel felt something tug in his chest.  He knew that sensation.  He didn’t have much time left.

“It was my pleasure to guard and assist you,” Uriel said to Rosario with a bow.  He turned to Avery next.  “Do not ignore your feelings,” he told the boy.  “You feel truth, and that will aid you as you grow.”

Avery nodded with wide eyes as he looked up at Uriel.

Uriel could see a shadow of himself in the blue depth of Avery’s eyes, and that shadow grew wings.

The room was growing brighter by the second.

“Do not forget,” Uriel said as the light took him.


“What?” Avery asked.

Rosario blinking against the light that was too bright one moment, then gone the next.

The afterimage behind his eyes showed a silhouette of Uriel standing proudly with his wings spread behind him, but as Rosario’s vision cleared, he found himself in the room alone with Avery and Mary.

“Did he just zap out of existence?” Avery asked, blinking furiously.

“I believe he may have,” Rosario replied.  Uriel had said Avery was sensitive to such things.  He had known in his own way what Uriel was.

“Did he have wings?” Mary asked from where she still sat at the table.

“They glowed,” Avery said.  “I’m not dying am I?”

“No,” Rosario said, reaching out to put his hand on Avery’s shoulder.  “You are not dying.  And yes, Uriel had wings.”

“Does that make him an angel?” Avery asked.  “He felt different, and he believed me about the monster.”

“Uriel was sent to aid us,” Rosario replied.  He would let Avery decide if he wanted to believe in angels and demons or just monsters and saviors.  “I am glad he was here in our hour of need.”

“He really got rid of my monster then?  For real?”

“Yes,” Rosario agreed.  “The monster that tried to hurt you near the elevator is no longer here.”

“I don’t know about all this, Rosario,” Mary said.  “Filling his head with such things.”

“Sometimes, the best thing we can do for someone is accept their faith in things we cannot see or do not understand,” Rosario said.  “Avery can make up his own mind about what happened here today.  He’s old enough to know his own mind.”

“I suppose,” Mary said.

“Will I ever see Uriel again?” Avery asked.

“I don’t know,” Rosario replied, looking at the spot where Uriel had been.  He found the slacks and the shirt lying on the floor.  Reaching down, he picked up the shirt again, feeling the slight warm that still lingered from Uriel’s hand around it.

“If we do see Uriel again,” Rosario said slowly, “I have a feeling he won’t look quite the same as we remember.”  Evander and Uriel had known each other before, but Evander hadn’t recognized his form.  Uriel had even mentioned he wasn’t used to being tall.  “You will simply have to remain open to the possibility, and when you feel someone like Uriel you will know.”

“He must have been something magical,” Avery said, reaching out to touch the shirt Rosario held.  “He disappeared.  And he didn’t even take his things with him like he would have if it were a trick.”

“Magical is a good word I think,” Rosario agreed, smiling down at Avery.  Young people who had been hurt like Avery needed a little magic in their lives sometimes.


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