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My prayers have been answered, but it wasn’t divine intervention. It was something more. It was dark enough to even devour Cassius. It takes the darkness and the haze with it, shattering the strange realm completely until I’m standing in pure white light.
Holy fuck.
I feel the serenity of returning home to Heaven. I expect the angelic army to tackle me. I expect them to drag me back to my prison. Even though I feel at peace and I feel the tranquility of connecting to the greater good, something feels utterly wrong.
But the world is empty around me. There is nothing here. I don’t understand what’s going on. There should be thousands of angels around. This isn’t the Heaven I remember. Have they all gone to the Mortal Realm? I can’t see that happening. It is usually only the saviors or the guardians to do so. Someone usually would stay here to tend to the pure souls that keep Heaven powerful. I know Heaven hasn’t lost that power because I can feel it deep inside me. Something else is up. This is not normal. Shit.
Where the fuck did everyone go?
A freaky growl sounds from behind me, and I flip around and stare at the demon standing before me. How in the fuck is this guy here?
“You escaped your cell, traitor.” The demon strides forward, showing his sharp teeth. How in the fuck is he here? I don’t understand. I thought I was in Heaven, but demons aren’t allowed here. There is no way for them to even get in.
My heart sinks into my stomach, and I search around the empty world, expecting to see an entire legion of demons. I don’t think that the devils would have arrived so soon. I didn’t even think that it would be possible for them to do so. Maybe they used Raven. But this guy? He called me a traitor. He is not part of any of Hell’s army.
I summon angelic light and prepare to fight him. I need to get him out of here. The urge is all-consuming, and my body lights aglow with my heavenly power. I gather power between my palms and hoist it over my head, preparing to thrust it. I want to knock this asshole back to Hell. He is going to mess up the balance. This place is intended for only the pure of soul.
Something rams into my back, stealing my breath. I don’t get a chance to fight before a blade sinks into my body and pain shadows the edges of my vision. I stumble forward, trying to put space between me and my attacker.
I see Hell for a split second. It confuses the fuck out of me. I don’t understand how. How is this even possible?
Wait. I’m mistaken. If it was Hell, I would sense Raven nearby. It’s not Hell. What I see are the Mortal Realm and the angelic army. But something’s different. Something’s changed.
“Well, look who it is. What a precious gift. I wasn’t sure I’d ever see your soul again. It’s just as intoxicating as the first time, Elias.” The familiar voice is like a punch to the balls, whipping my attention to the sinewy, gangly demon.
“You fucking bastard,” I say, staring at Vincent as he summons Hell power in his fingers. “You’re going to regret this.”
“Actually, the devils are going to regret this. They should’ve paid more attention. They’ve lost sight of what we’re trying to accomplish in the Mortal Realm. They are too focused on that damn one soul. But things will change.” Vincent whistles lowly and motions for the demon to go to his side. “You see, this here is dedication. This angel, who chose to sacrifice himself to get into Hell, is what it’s all about.”
No fucking way. An angel wouldn’t do this. The angelic army would never team up with demons.
Except anything is possible. I have always said it.
And it’s worse than I thought. It’s not just Heaven against me now. It’s Hell, too. It’s the entire universe.
I need to figure out how to warn Raven and the devils. There must be something I can do.
I can’t just stand idly by and do nothing as this bullshit goes down. I’m not afraid of Vincent anymore. I’m not afraid of the fucking angelic army either. I will do whatever it takes to ensure that Raven is safe. That my future child and its twin are safe.
Tensing my body, I summon a sword made of heavenly light. It has been a while since I’ve been able to really tap into my powers. But I won’t back down. I know that I can handle this. Vincent deserves to end up back in Hell and chained to the bottom of one of the fucking pits. He doesn’t deserve to be strolling around as if he owns the mortal world. He will see. I will ensure that he regrets ever messing with me in the first place. Because of him, things got fucked up. He knew and he used it against me because I didn’t know that I was an angel before I had fallen and given Raven my light.
“Now, now. That’s not necessary, Elias. You know we’re all on the same team. I’m sure you would prefer to have that soul all to yourself anyway. Why don’t you be a good little angel as the Higher Power intended and get out of my way.” Vincent summons his own Hell power, his body morphing from his skeleton-like façade into his disgusting demon form.
It triggers my angelic nature, and I grind my teeth as I attack, swinging my sword, hoping to slice the fucker in half.
Bright light shines from my right, and the world spins around as my breath escapes me. Someone just hit me with angelic light, knocking me off course.
I flap my wings, trying to brace myself for impact. I smash into the hard pure white ground and manage to flip over and swing my sword again. I stab through the chest of an unfamiliar angel, a new one that is probably only a decade old. I don’t know how I know, but it’s as if I have a sense for it.
“Stand down. I am your superior.” I use my wings to launch myself back to my feet and hold my sword out, keeping space between us. “Do not fight against me. I will take your wings. You are undeserving of the light you have been gifted with.”
The man stands there and shocks the Hell out of me by summoning his own sword, grabbing his wing from over his shoulder, and slashing the heavenly blade through it, sending it burning to the ground.
Oh fuck.
It’s not just one angel who has sacrificed himself to connect to Hell.
I can’t believe this is happening. I never in a million years expected for angels to turn to Hell only to go against it. They are not about saving humanity. They are about keeping the power.
