Heavy with a Demon Heart ~ Chapter 1
Shattered glass. A shower of glittering, jagged pieces burst through the rear. One last metallic round put an end to the intricately webbed remains of our window.
"Blasted!" Grandpa muttered through gritted-teeth. He had one trembling hand gripped tightly on the steering wheel and the other, resting protectively on the small, frail form of Grandma. She was bleeding, bad. The men in uniforms had shot her many times. Their piercing steel chased us even now. The sound of siren wailed its death cry. Death is gaining on us.
"Grandpa?" Esmond whimpered, cowering in his seat beside me. Esmond is my twin, the elder, too. I caught his eyes. They mirrored mine, wide open and engulfed in fear. We were on highway 2, heading from Red Deer to Calgary. Being a work day, no one is in sight on this endless stretching path. No one but us and the police, and maybe them.
SCREEEEEECH goes the car behind us. Wearily. I pulled my legs up under me, climbing up in the seat. Slowly.
Baiting an Angel ~ Chapter 5
Our surroundings were a blur. Splats of colour. Streaks of light. It was a tunnel of beauty through which we surpass time and space itself, ignorant of all rules of nature. A window of eye-piercing brightness rushed towards us. The momentary blindness was soon replaced by a whole new palette. Lively green. Freedom blue. Confident gold. Heart-pounding pink.
We tilted acutely to one side, drifting a whole half turn before screeching to a stop. Engine now rumbling softly, the motorbike remained as a resting leopard, allowing time to slow down, allowing us to take in the fantasy land we've arrived upon.
"Lady Esdia!" cried out a gruff booming voice. A bearded old man dressed head to toe in pink was gasping for breath as he caught up to us.
"I I am most apologetic the most wasn't wasn't taken out of Master Asrys' arrival I had I had certain doubt of his identity plus he vanished before I could could deliver him to safety." It
Baiting and Angel Chapter 4
"Bwah?" My eyebrows shot up.
Her tiny hand reached for mine, and clutched it tightly; she gave me a half-sad and half-mischievous grin.
"Get ready to fight." She growled softly, eyes sparkling with a definite excitement.
I sighed. "Is that what you ever do?" The world around us shifted. The greyness and the chaotic fumbles were quick to be replaced by clean orderly tiled walls. Hospital white. Lavender violet. We're back at the creepy operation centre.
"Guards!" yelled a composed yet authoritative female voice. The girl and I snapped our heads back to see the woman with the violet eyes. She had one hand on her hips and the other pointing a pistol at us.
"Vealoci," the little child stepped forward, protectively in front of me, "let us go freely, or sooommebody's gonna run home crying." She cracked her knuckles.
"On the contrary, I've seen that you've broken the doctor's heart already," the tall woman's eyes narrowed, "literally." She fired. There was a purple flash, striking the g
Baiting and Angel Chapter 3
Pain. A colossal black column slammed into my chest with a punishing force, smacking me to the ground. I felt my ribcages crack. I felt the ground crack. My body didn't respond to my brain signals. Not even the simplest scream of help.
"Don't worry kiddo, I got this," the sergeant sounded very distant. Remotely, I heard the sound of a gun spitting fire. I couldn't breathe. My heart wouldn't beat. My two round, blood-shot eyes bulged wide open. I waited, waiting for the end.
The weight lifted. I gasped in a single much-needed breath. Blood flushed back to circulation. I tried to move, but still body wouldn't respond. My muscles were in shock. I lay there, hopeless, vulnerable, watching in horror as yet another, or maybe the same, horrifyingly giant column came down at me. I wanted to shut my eyes, but even that, is out of my control
A sudden flash of scarlet, and I was swooped up into the dark, night sky. Up, up high, where I am with the stars, and only the stars. For one small mo