The Irangel | Prequel Story |

Chapter 38 ~ The Beginning of The Unshadowed

Justin stared down at the lifeless body of the woman who had forever changed his life, not knowing his own deadline was shortly approaching. The angry pent-up rage was gone, and in its place was sorrow and remorse.

I wish she had never started this in the first place, Justin thought ruefully. I hope she regrets what she had done, not only to us, but also to herself. He pushed aside some of her hair, his eyes wet with tears. It was all her fault.

Cole stood nearby, looking at the knelt figure near Tori's mangled body. He felt little remorse for what they had done, feeling bitter more than anything. It was enough to turn us into irangels, but unnecessarily experimenting on us? That was totally uncalled for. I wouldn't have hated her so much if she hadn't taken everything away from me and then started inflicting more pain on me in addition to the pain I already have.

He saw Justin crying quietly, confirming the truth he had known all along. "You loved her," Cole said, surprising Justin. "You still love her."

Justin turned to look at him, but Cole continued before he could say anything. "I saw the way you cared for her even though she was way beyond her former self. I don't regret killing her, but I do regret the fact that she did more harm than good to those she encountered. I hate how she stole our lives and did unspeakable things to us. How she did what she wanted without any regard to how we felt or what we wanted. We were just science experiments to her. She didn't think of us as human beings, or even beings who had lives before we became these winged freak shows.

"Maybe if she wasn't so messed up, you two would've had a chance. The news have probably been keeping any discovery of us quiet, like they don't want the world to learn about irangels until they get more information. I think it's best if this whole thing was kept secret. I certainly don't want to be a public celebrity."

Justin looked down at Tori again, surreptitiously wiping a few tears with his arm. Cole noticed but didn't say anything.

Velo came up, giving the place a quick sweep with his eyes before he left the room, saying, "You're cleaning that up."

Cruel bastard, Cole thought briefly before he turned back to Justin. "It's best we remain unknown. She remain unknown."

"Yes," Justin agreed. He stood up, wiping his eyes with the back of his hand. It was stained with blood, but he didn't care. His black tank top was ripped from where Tori had seized at it just before Justin slammed her to the ground.

Cole glanced down at his own clothes. His grey shirt underneath was cut from where Tori's frantic attempts to save herself from them had failed miserably, but it was in much more decent condition than the slashed hoodie. He sighed, thinking of taking a shower soon after they bury Tori.

They heard a woman call out for help, the cry coming from the entrance in the storage room. Justin and Cole looked at each other in confusion, then headed out to see what was going on. They saw Eamon come in, his wings still expanded out as he held a struggling, screaming curvy woman in his arms.

Justin and Cole stared in surprise, startled to see a human in the glass building. Eamon hit her head against the wall, knocking her out to finally silence her. Eamon's dark, glittering eyes crossed over to Justin and Cole.

"What are you doing, bringing a human in?" Cole asked Eamon, as if he couldn't believe what the other guy was doing.

Eamon's voice had a shade of personal pain in it. "It's not fair a fat woman is loved and I'm not," he said, trying hard to hide the hurt in his voice, but it leaked out anyway. "I spent three days out in the human world. Nobody wants to be with me. I just want someone to love me. I can't even go into a freakin' nightclub without getting kicked out by cops who think I'm crazy or on something. I can't have anything the humans have anymore. We're just freak shows taken for crazy."

"Then we freak shows will stay together," Cole said firmly. "Don't go out anymore."

Eamon scoffed. "Like hell I will." He furtively wiped tears from his eyes, turning so Justin and Cole wouldn't see him cry as he carried the curvy woman to the bed room, chaining her to a bed before going in another room. In the distant kitchen, the two could hear Keith complaining about the teriyaki meal Camdren prepared. He obviously doesn't have great cooking skills, Cole thought humorlessly.

Just then Justin and Cole heard a noise from the storage room. It sounded like somebody falling in through the opening, a thud on top of burlap sacks of apples. Justin and Cole glanced at each other curiously, then made their way towards the storage room.

A surprise met their eyes when they saw a young man, his back to them as he walked towards the curvy woman. He was wearing a black shirt and dark Levi jeans, had raven black hair, and an attractive body that women adored. He was human.

It was the first time a human had ventured in the glass building without any knowledge or connection to Tori and the irangels. He was in the bed room now, trying to get the chains off the curvy woman. He wasn't aware of the irangels, too concerned with the curvy woman.

Justin strode into the room with a few long strides and suddenly grabbed him, throwing him out of the room. As the irangels turned to face him, the young man winced and looked up in surprise. He stared at them, watching their wings unfurl to their full irangel glory. The irangels stared back at the human, a cold hard look in Cole's eyes while Justin's were rough and aggressive.

Though Justin would never know, the young man was Demian Daggers.

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Music:

"Unfound"
by Comaduster

"Traumschiff"
by Glasperlenspiel

(means Dream ship in German)

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