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I’m their watcher.
I can feel the return of my grace. Of my hope and of my faith.
But none of this comes without sacrifice. Because even though my soul repairs and mends together, my heart shatters into a million pieces. Storm and River fell to Hell. Dagan and Damien too. I can no longer feel them. I can no longer hear them or see them.
A veil stands between me and the men who have stood by my side through all of this.
How could this have happened?
How could fate be so kind yet so cruel to those who fight for the greater good? Why must sacrifices be made to begin with? Why is it that evil can take even the best down with it?
The questions linger with me, rolling through my mind. I shouldn’t be the last one standing here. I should’ve been the one trapped forever.
Dropping to my knees, I clasp my hands together and tip my head up, staring at the bright light shining above me, the world continuing to spin even though my soul falls apart.
“Please, Heaven. I can’t do this alone. I have fought so hard for you. I have stayed on my path and protected and fought for humanity even though I have been disgraced and forsaken. Please. Please fix this. Show me a sign. Tell me that I’m here for a reason.” Tears blur my eyes and the fire and light consume me completely, setting the world aglow.
Cool wind encircles me, blowing my hair and ruffling my new beautiful sparkling ruby and orange feathers, my being reborn into the mortal realm while I can still touch Heaven and Hell. I open my eyes and stare at the pure-white world.
For the first time in a while, I touch Heaven. I feel complete once more. If only my mind didn’t know better. Because I don’t think I’ll ever be complete again. Not without my demons and hunters. Not without the part of me I love the most in the world.
“Please,” I whisper. “Please, I need answers. Anything.”
The light only continues to grow.
It devours me completely until it’s the only thing left that I see.
40
Wrath
River
Oh,fuck.I’mfallingto Hell. I can’t believe it. What’s worse is that my brother falls with me. But we did it. We saved the planes and the earth realm from Adriel and Lucifer. From the apocalypse.
My only regret is leaving the woman I love behind. But my angel will be okay. She’s fierce and a warrior. I wish I had the chance to tell her how much I truly do love her. No matter how much time I had with her, it’d never be enough. If I have to die, at least my life would be worth the cost of protecting the world and my heart.
“Storm? Storm!” I call, spinning midair to look for him. Where did he go? I know he fell with me, but I can no longer see him, or anything else from the Earth. Only fire and smoke surround me as a fiery pit comes closer and closer as I descend. This is it. This is the end for me.
I squeeze my eyes shut before I hit the bottom, except I don’t collide into the smoldering abyss. An arm reaches out and grabs ahold of me, yanking me sideways. Shit. My soul screams at the familiar darkness that comes with a demon. I struggle and flail. I’m already damned. There’s no way my ass is going to be some demon’s plaything.
“Knock it off, hunter. Unless you want to spend your eternity in the bottomless pit of torment, let me help you up.”
My mouth drops open as my mind registers what’s going on. “Dagan?”
Chucking, he says, “Yup. Why are you so surprised?” He drags me close to the edge where I can pull myself out completely. I notice he gives me a strange look but says nothing besides flashing me a devious grin.
I sit on the ground beside him, catching my breath. An ache on my back draws my attention, something heavy annoying the shit out of me. I look behind me to see what it is. What the? This can’t be. There are fucking feathers on my back. Wings. I have wings. What the actual fuck?
Dagan just sits there, watching me with a smirk on his face. “It’s a surprising turn of events, isn’t it?”
“I’m an angel?” I tighten my jaw, drinking in the sight of wings of a golden color and not like the ones Riella had when she fell. They remind me of desert sand, but there’s no way this hellish place is Heaven. I fell. I know I did. Dagan’s demonic ass beside me is proof enough. I have no idea what this means. As I’m getting more acclimated to them, I realize there’s a weight on my head. I try to see what it is, but I’m not able to without a mirror. I reach up to feel a horn. Not just one but two on the sides of my head. I glide my fingers over the long, twisted length of them. Angels don’t have horns. Fuck. I really wish I knew what the hell was going on. This is just all too much. “Shit, no. I’m not, am I?”
Dagan shrugs his shoulders. “Definitely not. This is interesting. Seems as though you’re now one of us, my brother.”
I rub my hands down my face. “How is that possible? I shouldn’t have ended up in Hell. I mean, I understand how I ended up here but not why. Why did my soul stay? Where’s Storm? How did I end up a demon?”
Dagan twirls his hand and looks at me. “I’m not exactly sure except for the fact that you guys pushed Adriel and Lucifer in, so maybe it has something to do with the balance of the universe. Someone had to take their places.”
