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torment, my joy is forged.
I may not want to serve Azza, but I will not be taken out by some angel with a sword. The Beast won’t allow it. “I will never submit to you, Sentinal.” I slash at her, coming up empty.
She moves too fast and each blow catches only air.
Not good.
“You cannot beat me, UnHoly,” she taunts. “The Abyss waits for you.”
Each word infuriates me, baiting the monster inside. I hack the space around her, fueled by my newly found power—a power supplied through Mandy’s death.
The angel parries each blow, countering with force. “Your time here is finished,” she yells as her blade pierces my side.
The blade sends a wave of pain across my vision. The Beast screams and rage floods my senses. Black blood leaks from the wound, splattering on the pavement. I suck in a breath, ignoring the searing anguish.
Lunging forward, I rake my sword across her arm. The cut slices through her armored skin. She sucks in a breath, her eyes wide with shock. She counters my attack, slicing the air around us. Metal screeches against metal as our fury collides.
A soft white light empties into the alley. The strange girl, Lori, spills out of the club, screaming “No!”
Impossible. She shouldn’t be able to see any of this. The golden angel is as surprised as I. Finally, my chance.
I barrel into the angel, pinning her against the wall. Wrapping my clawed hands around her throat, I squeeze, ready to end this once and for all.
“Let go of her,” Lori yells.
Azza, emerges from the shadows, cloaked in his humanity. “Ah, our Seer.” He says as he grabs the not-so-human girl. “At last.”
A scant “no” escapes her lips before Azza cups his hand over her mouth. “Now, Aydan. It’s time.”
I watch Lori and Azza disappear into the shadows, my claws still around the angel’s throat.
“Unhand me,” she snarls, her voice hoarse. She thrashes against my hold, unable to move out of my grasp.
Blurs of indigo and emerald light run towards me.
“No, stay back. Guard the others,” the golden angel commands, still pushing against my hands.
My claws dig into her neck and a trickle of silver liquid snakes down her skin. I stare into her fierce eyes, admiring her determination and strength.
My breath catches in my throat as I see her. Really see her. Deep blue eyes that seem to reach into my soul. Chaos simmering under a surface of calm. I furrow my brow, unable to free myself from her glare.
“Nesy?” My claws open and I stumble backwards. “It can’t be,” I whisper.
Released from my grasp, the angel pushes past me. “Lori! Lori!”
“Elle!” Lori’s voice floats through the shadows. “Help me.”
“Lorelei?” The angel says, choking on the word. She opens a portal into the shadow, ripping a hole between the worlds. Her gaze meets mine and for a moment time is suspended.
“Elle?” I whisper, watching the three angels disappear into the void.
Elle.
Chapter 13 – Confessed Emotions
Nesy
I squeeze into the pitch darkness with Cass and Zane, our glowing skin the only thing illuminating the darkness. A breeze drifts through the surrounding mist. The scent of the Dark One, ripe with putrid flesh and death, flows with the wind.
“It sure smells like Azzaziel here. He must have come this way.” I say, wrinkling my nose. Moss covered stones poke up through the ground, looking more like decaying ruins than anything else. Mist floats between the stones and the ground. This place is like nowhere I’ve ever seen, no where I’ve ever been. The space in between the worlds.
Azzaziel’s realm .
Muffled screams fill the air around me. I run towards the sound, desperate. Lori saw me. As an angel. She called me by my human name from so long ago.
Not possible.
“You’re too late,” a voice says, seeming to come from the stones that surround me.
I draw my sword in a single motion and spin in the direction of the sound. “Show yourself,” I command.
Tendrils of black
I may not want to serve Azza, but I will not be taken out by some angel with a sword. The Beast won’t allow it. “I will never submit to you, Sentinal.” I slash at her, coming up empty.
She moves too fast and each blow catches only air.
Not good.
“You cannot beat me, UnHoly,” she taunts. “The Abyss waits for you.”
Each word infuriates me, baiting the monster inside. I hack the space around her, fueled by my newly found power—a power supplied through Mandy’s death.
The angel parries each blow, countering with force. “Your time here is finished,” she yells as her blade pierces my side.
The blade sends a wave of pain across my vision. The Beast screams and rage floods my senses. Black blood leaks from the wound, splattering on the pavement. I suck in a breath, ignoring the searing anguish.
Lunging forward, I rake my sword across her arm. The cut slices through her armored skin. She sucks in a breath, her eyes wide with shock. She counters my attack, slicing the air around us. Metal screeches against metal as our fury collides.
A soft white light empties into the alley. The strange girl, Lori, spills out of the club, screaming “No!”
Impossible. She shouldn’t be able to see any of this. The golden angel is as surprised as I. Finally, my chance.
I barrel into the angel, pinning her against the wall. Wrapping my clawed hands around her throat, I squeeze, ready to end this once and for all.
“Let go of her,” Lori yells.
Azza, emerges from the shadows, cloaked in his humanity. “Ah, our Seer.” He says as he grabs the not-so-human girl. “At last.”
A scant “no” escapes her lips before Azza cups his hand over her mouth. “Now, Aydan. It’s time.”
I watch Lori and Azza disappear into the shadows, my claws still around the angel’s throat.
“Unhand me,” she snarls, her voice hoarse. She thrashes against my hold, unable to move out of my grasp.
Blurs of indigo and emerald light run towards me.
“No, stay back. Guard the others,” the golden angel commands, still pushing against my hands.
My claws dig into her neck and a trickle of silver liquid snakes down her skin. I stare into her fierce eyes, admiring her determination and strength.
My breath catches in my throat as I see her. Really see her. Deep blue eyes that seem to reach into my soul. Chaos simmering under a surface of calm. I furrow my brow, unable to free myself from her glare.
“Nesy?” My claws open and I stumble backwards. “It can’t be,” I whisper.
Released from my grasp, the angel pushes past me. “Lori! Lori!”
“Elle!” Lori’s voice floats through the shadows. “Help me.”
“Lorelei?” The angel says, choking on the word. She opens a portal into the shadow, ripping a hole between the worlds. Her gaze meets mine and for a moment time is suspended.
“Elle?” I whisper, watching the three angels disappear into the void.
Elle.
Chapter 13 – Confessed Emotions
Nesy
I squeeze into the pitch darkness with Cass and Zane, our glowing skin the only thing illuminating the darkness. A breeze drifts through the surrounding mist. The scent of the Dark One, ripe with putrid flesh and death, flows with the wind.
“It sure smells like Azzaziel here. He must have come this way.” I say, wrinkling my nose. Moss covered stones poke up through the ground, looking more like decaying ruins than anything else. Mist floats between the stones and the ground. This place is like nowhere I’ve ever seen, no where I’ve ever been. The space in between the worlds.
Azzaziel’s realm .
Muffled screams fill the air around me. I run towards the sound, desperate. Lori saw me. As an angel. She called me by my human name from so long ago.
Not possible.
“You’re too late,” a voice says, seeming to come from the stones that surround me.
I draw my sword in a single motion and spin in the direction of the sound. “Show yourself,” I command.
Tendrils of black
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