Chapter 4
Chapter Four
Despite everything, I survived the first day.
After what happened in the basement, someone came down to fetch me.
I didn’t know if it was Isaiah or Caleb who called someone for me.
It didn’t matter. I was going to get out of here.
If I stayed here any longer, I’d scream in insanity. If I wasn’t already dead.
The next day, I followed Isaiah toward one of the great halls. Isaiah kept his distance with me now, although I could feel his eyes watching me. I didn’t know if it was lust in his eyes or maybe he planned to murder me.
There were already many angels milling inside the great hall.
Some had human puppets with them like me.
Some dragged their humans by chain collars.
There was a strange energy in the air that I didn’t like.
The angels were expecting something, their eyes bright and eager.
I had no idea what caused them to be restless. What was happening?
Gabriel stood on the center of the stage. I recognized him from the flyers littered on the streets. He was their leader, the archangel of God. He was wearing a well-tailored white suit. He looked like any ordinary businessman apart from the white wings on his back.
“My brothers and sisters. I welcome you to today’s sermon,” Gabriel voiced out and immediately, the angels quieted as they shifted their attention to their leader.
“I called all of you today to bring light of the current events. Years ago, we came to Earth to purify this world. Humans are destroying this planet and we have to stop them before they destroy any more of God’s creations.
These vermin only know how to destroy, how to kill.
Evil is now stronger than ever and the devils are getting more powerful.
We must eliminate this problem or there will be endless violence. ”
The angels murmured in agreement and I fidgeted, my hands clasped tightly behind my back. I noticed the other humans standing were also moving restlessly, as if they knew that something bad was about to happen.
“We thought we could teach these vermin how to be civilized, but their humanity is already lost. Bring him to me.” Gabriel nodded to the right and someone dragged a bloodied human toward him.
He was probably in mid-thirties, but it was hard to judge from his beard and torn clothes.
His face was covered with bruises, his mouth still dripping with blood.
“This human, this so-called fragile human, tried to kill one of our kin. I realize now that we cannot teach them anything. They are already lost. They have no respect for God’s messengers and many no longer believed in God.
Let us cleanse this world with their blood until they can sing no more, until their tainted souls are gone from this broken planet forever. ”
It was chaos after that. The angels went on a frenzy as they screamed at the man with so much hatred.
I wanted to laugh at them for being such hypocrites.
It was okay for them to kill thousands of my people, but when a human tried to kill an angel, they went nuts?
The angels swarmed toward the man and I heard his screams of agony.
I heard sounds of ripping and bones crunching as they tore into him with their hands.
When they finally stood and dispersed from the spot, I noticed the man was no longer there.
There was only a dark pool of blood. The angels were covered in gore and they began to turn to the humans in the room.
It became a slaughterhouse. The humans tried to run, but they were immediately jumped by the angels. I saw an angel ripped open a man’s stomach and ate his intestine in front of him.
My feet moved backwards, trying to find a place to escape. Around me, blood was everywhere. Pieces of humans stuck to the angels’ bodies. I could only watch in horror, witnessing my own doom. I was going to die. It was only a matter of time.
A hand touched me and I screamed as I turned around, my heart jumped out of my throat.
I looked at Caleb’s terrifying eyes, his hands gripping my shoulders so hard I knew I could break by his hands alone.
He was going to kill me and there was nothing I could do about it.
I closed my eyes, embracing my death. I didn’t want to witness it.
I didn’t want to see the blood leaving my body, him licking my blood as if I was just food to him.
“Kitten, get a fucking grip!” He shook me and I blinked, startled. I looked at Caleb’s angry face, but at the same time his forehead was creased with worry.
“We need to get out of here now. Stay close to me.” He grabbed my wrist and dragged me through the throng of avenging angels. The world was going to turn into a massacre and I knew humans wouldn’t be able to outlive this. We were all going to die.
“Kitten, focus! Stick close to me,” Caleb hissed through his teeth.
I shook myself from my panic and looked at the angel in shock.
Was Caleb…saving me? His wings were spread wide, cocooning me under his white feathers.
They touched my cheeks, so soft I wanted to reach out and stroke them.
I gripped his hand hard as I tried to keep up with his strides.
I tried to ignore the dying screams of my people. They sound like slaughtered pigs.
Tears silently streamed down my cheeks. Why me? Why only me? Why was I the one who lived when the others were brutally murdered?
I walked in a daze as Caleb led me out of the building with his wings around me protectively. My ears still rang from the echoes of blood-curdling screams.
Why me?
When we were few blocks away from the building, Caleb scooped me up in his arms and lifted off to air.