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Chapter 5 - Reawakening

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    Pain seared down my spine, erupting in a ripping sensation, making me gasp. The man gaped at me, staring in stunned silence. He collapsed in fear as my wings erupted from my back, my arms whipping out, making me appear as if I was going to embrace him. Blood splattered the surrounding lockers as I roared in pain. My wings stretched, brushing the lockers with their beauty. The man cowered beneath me as my thoughts sliced through his, engulfing them making them my own.
    "What is she?" his thoughts whimpered. His eyes glazed over in fear and disbelief, his body became tense.
    "What am I?" I cooed through his head, "I'm everything you see, everything you'll feel, your death giver, fear me for you'll repay for the pain you caused." I watched in pleasure as his eyes widened at my thoughts, his mouth opening in a silent scream.
    I stepped forward, an entertained smile spreading across my determined face. I felt him quiver and shrink against my burning gaze. I shall end him, his madness shall end. After all, I am an angel of death.
    Angel of Death?
    I stopped abruptly. I am not the angel of death. I don't kill for pleasure, for my own personal needs. But he needs to pay for what he has done to Amaya, what has she ever done to this world? I wouldn't be killing in my own need if he needed to repay, would I? Shaking my head I watched the man suck in shaking gasps. I wouldn't be surprised if he dies of shock.
    Turning, I look down at Amaya's dark and lonely body. A piercing sadness sliced through my heart. Another I couldn't save from the Angel of Death's grasp. A tear leaked from my eye, betraying my renewed strength. How can I not take him away from the world when he cause me so my suffering?
    "Get away, please!" the man screamed, scrambling to his feet. I whipped around to face him, my eyes burning in anger. How could he tell me to leave the dead body of the one I loved most? I growled at his scared face. I should laugh, as he did when I cowered beneath him.
    "Die murderer!" I roared. My wings lifted me off the blood stained ground, allowing me shoot forward at a speed I hadn't experienced in years. Crying out in anger I plowed right into his chest. His breath escaped him in a puff of agony, his body shoot backwards with the force of my attack, sending him smashing into a row of lockers. The lockers bent and broke beneath the blow, cement above them crumbling onto the school floor, blood shooting from his gaping mouth and back. A sickening crack seemed to echo around the school, his spine.
    A smile played across my face. Revenge felt good, he got what he deserved. But even as I smiled defiantly my soul burned and twisted into sick knots. I frowned, why did I feel so bad inside when I was sure happiness and relief would warm me? My winds curled up upon my back as I stood there contemplating. The blood seeping from the tears in my back, but I barely noticed. Glancing down at the ground I watched in regret as a pearl white feather drifted down to the blood stained floor, becoming soaked with the liquid roses.
    My heart stopped as a black feather landed next to it.
Installment number 6.

Yeah, that's right. She got the revenge.....will it be for the greater good???

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