Chapter Nine
Chapter Nine
Raguel
O nce we were clean from the fight with the devil, and our wounds dressed, we sit around the small kitchen island strategizing how to find our cousin. How could we use this goddess of a demon? We talk about capturing her. Forcing her to take us to her Lord. We talk about seducing her something we know nothing of. At this point, I would even beg.
There’s something about her. I just can’t put my finger on it. A pull so overpowering I almost forget the vows. A vow to not share the flesh of another being. To love only Him. This is a vow I made a millennium ago.
Is this pull the darkness taking over my heart? Am I becoming like Lucifer? I am interrupted from my inner turmoil when Andras says, “I’m exhausted. I am going to lay down for a while.”
Glancing up at my cousin, I notice his color is off. We already knew the darkness was affecting him worse. I fear we do not have much time before he joins Lucifer’s army.
Once he’s asleep, Evan and I use sign language to talk so we will not interrupt our cousin’s rest. Evan tells me of the feelings he has for Skia. Then I tell him the pull, how I felt as well.
“Do you think she could be…” his signs, but is interrupted by a scream coming from the bed. We both bolt out of our chairs so quickly they smash into the ground.
The moment we reach our cousin, we notice dark veins throughout his entire exposed skin. Holding him down, the tears begin to fall. “He is losing the battle. We know what we must do, but I just can’t. Would it not be better for him to join Lucifer than to be gone from this world?”
Glancing to my cousin Evan, I notice the tears falling from his eyes and he shakes his head no, in a franticness I have never seen from him. Then he does something I never thought he would do again.
“Skia! I beg of you to come to us!” he screams out loud in a voice I almost forgot. My cousin has spoken.
Suddenly, to both our shock, she is there, standing not two feet from us. There is a look of shock as she stumbles and looks around. “How is this possible? How did you summon me? Only my Lord…”
Her eyes are furious until they land on the steel form of my cousin that I hold pinned to the bed with all of my strength. She takes a tentative step forward, now standing beside Evan.
Evan’s voice cuts through the screams of our cousin. “Help him please, I beg of you. Do not let him join Lucifer. Do not make us have to kill him to stop that from happening, please.” His voice breaks, not only from the tears, but from the lack of use. He crumples to his knees.
Even though I’m struggling to hold Andras down, I glance at Evan, seeing him broken once more. I do not know if he will survive another loss.
Suddenly, there are shadow tendrils wrapping around Andras. In a flash of smoke, he is gone and so is Skia.