Lies Dark As Night Chapter 4 (standard:Creative non-fiction, 878 words) [4/4] show all parts
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I awoke to hear the rattling of chains, and only just came to realize the chains were attatched to my wrists...

(Eran's POV) 

I awoke to hear the rattling of chains, and only just came to realize
the chains were attatched to my wrists. I was drenched in water, and 
blinking incredulously up at my captor. Hell cat. She was really going 
to rub me the wrong way one of these days. Her green eyes glared me 
down for a few moments before she yanked me to my feet. It was then, 
with increasing horror, I realized where I was. I was in the heavens 
once more, and standing in a grand hall I never thought I would ever 
step foot in again. In fact, I quite imagined myself entering this room 
only in pieces. Rage flooded my veins, and I threw myself at the 
huntress that had only showed up in my life hours earlier. 

"What the hell is wrong with you!" I snarled, the words rumbling from
deep within my chest, and cutting through the air with a certain amount 
of malice. Her green eyes flashed for a moment, and near wolf-like 
growl emitted from her lips. I was too angry to realize what was 
actually going on. I was about to say something else when a smooth 
voice sliced through the air. 

"Eran." 

It was one word. My name, but it sent warning sirens off inside of my
head. Every fiber of my being told me to run, but where was I to go? 
Slowly, I looked over my shoulder, all but forgetting about the female 
that stood in front of me. In my midst stood one of the Arch Angels 
whom I remember quite distinctly. In fact, it was he who had cast me 
out of the kingdom. He had light grey eyes that seemed to sparkle with 
a hidden rage, one he can not openly show to the public. A power 
radiated from him. Not one of magic, but far greater. Magic was the 
creation of Satan, that much I knew. He didn't wear a toga like you 
might think an Arch Angel to wear. No, he instead he wore a white cloak 
with a white tee-shirt, and white skinny jeans. Apparently, the kingdom 
have tweaked their tradition a little bit. 

"You don't want to upset the demon any more than you already have. In
fact, she was sent to earth to destroy you," he paused, his gaze 
flicking to the red head huntress standing behind me. "and it seems as 
she has failed. Instead of obeying orders she has brought you back 
here. For that, you both will be punished." 

I took a step toward him, and hollored "It was she who brought me here!"


"It was you who struck up a deal with the devil, and you who has tainted
your blood with a leeches blood! You are worse than a fallen angel, you 
are an abomination!" His booming voice cut through the air, and sent me 
reeling back in surprise. Never before I have seen an Arch Angel lose 
his temper like he had. Was it possible that the celestial kingdom have 
been corrupted as well? Surely not. Audas tilted his head toward 
Adelle. "Demon, are you incompetent? Why would you bring him here." 

She snarled, her eyes flickering with an untold truth. "I was summoned
here. By what, I know not." 

Understanding dawned on Audas, and within seconds he was throwing his
great head back, and letting a laugh filter through him. It was too 
meancing. Too dark laced, and evil to be that of an angels. I was 
beside myself. I could not fathom what it was exactly that had caused 
everything to change. It was not only Audas, but the surroundings 
themself. There was an eeire feeling. One of desperation. Where were 
the angels? Where was the King himself? Why had the king not come to 
see to me himself? 

"Then the King himself has summoned you." Something in his eyes told
Eran this was not an honor he wanted for himself. As if on cue, the 
King appeared in front of Eran in a flash. Audas was frozen, and so was 
the hell cat. The both seemed to be statues as the King walked toward 
Eran. 

"You had so much potential." His voice was as Eran had remembered it.
His presence was one that demanded reverence, but was kind at the same 
time. Yet, he seemed worried about something. "You let the sins of the 
world consume your heart, my son. And you will pay, as we all have. 
There is a darkness coming. A darkness that we alone will not be able 
to defeat. Not from here, alone. You will one day meet your fate, Eran, 
and the flames of hell will have their way with you. But for now, you 
are to help Adelle, the huntress who brought you here. You already have 
vampire blood, and therefore have no reason to be bonded with a demon, 
but you will be bonded to Adelle. If she dies, you die. If you die. 
She's dies. And she will, indeed, die one day. And you will die with 
her. Where she goes, you must go. From this day on, Eran." 

Eran was rendered speechless, and with out a formal good bye, a bright
light flashed before his eyes.


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