Caeli et Inferni (ON HOLD)

11-Shay

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            “Ow! Is this really necessary, John?” The brother huffs and sticks another needle into my arm. “Ouch!”

            “Hold still, Shayla grace!” John snaps as he draws another vial of blood. I roll my eyes.

            “You are the only one who calls me that, you know that?”

            “It is your name is it not? I will not stoop to so low a level as to call you by some silly nickname you’ve given yourself.” He pulls the needle out and cleans it. I pull the sleeve of my shirt down, not that it’ll dissuade him. With a pair of rectangular glasses perched on his nose and the severe look on his face, the brother looked the oldest out of the four brothers. At least so I’ve heard since I’ve never seen Mark…

            A vial of blood drops to the floor, glass shattering and ruby red drops of blood staining the stone. My head snaps up just in time to see John double over, his knuckles white as he clutches the table for support.

            “Joh-” A blast shakes the room followed by the unholy bellow of a demon.

            “ANGELS I’M HOME!”

            “Shit.” I growl jack knifing to my feet. “John are you-“

            “I’ll be fine! Go!” I nod and turn out of the room just as another blast shakes the mansion. What in fuck was going on?! No demon could get past the boundary line! I emerge from John’s office on the other side of the courtyard just in time to see a wall of the mansion get blown to pieces.

            Luke gets blown out of the hole and I duck as crashes into the building behind me the impact creates another crack in the wall that Seth will have to get repaired. He’ll be ecstatic. Not.

            “Luke! What-" An earsplitting screech splits the air and all beings in the courtyard, angels and mortals, wince as they shield their minds form the demon’s hunting cry. Some aren’t quick enough and collapse to the ground, blood running from their ears, their eyes going dark.

            “Help the weak!” I bark.  Idiots. Rule number one; always make sure your mind is shut from unwelcome presences. If you couldn’t do that then you were as good as dead.

“What are they doing inside the boundaries??!” He stands in a blur of motion, snarling.

            “Ask your demon of a sister!”

            “She’s not my-wait what?!” another body flies out of the mansion bur is intercepted by Daniel. He lands and sets Izzy down gently.

            “Iz!” Luke runs to her, checking her for injuries. His eyes flash when he sees the large cut on her cheek.

            “Goddamnit people!” There’s a rumble like thunder and the sky flashes. I look up giving the sky a dirty look. “Oh shut up! Anyways, what on Mother Teresa’s holy habit is going on?!”

            “Christina…Mother Teresa…summoned…demons at the boundary aha!” She groans, hand at her side. Luke moves it.

            “Broken rib.” He places her hand under his and closes his eyes. I look at Daniel, then at everyone else in the courtyard.