Wings

Chapter Five

You were riding his cock you studying him as he moans quietly. You cling to his sick as you go in slow strokes him clawing at your back as he gasps for air your liquids dripping down his thighs. You were about fake orgasm as the door suddenly opens.

" Get dressed Y/n."

You whipped your head around at them wondering how the hell did they know you name. Diana was smirking as she mad an appearance before all of them you regretting giving her your name. At least it was a good fuck.

" You owe them something dear. You're under charges of thievery and possibly murder of the Scriptures."

Shit. You say nothing as you get dressed about to grab your stones, but Diana wags a finger at you as she snatched them away from you. She forms an okay sign beside her leg you deciding to trust her... for now. She nudges you forward you keeping a stone face as you're suddenly crowded around walking that way throughout the bar Valentine taking the lead. You finally were being brought in. Huh. Well, look at that.

You were taken to a warehouse not far you watching a light dangle above a single chair. Valentine puts a hand on your upper back pushing you to the chair you being still as he straps you in. You noticed his eyes come back him asking for the holy water. You waited patiently as one of his men hands it over. It steams in his hand him getting close as he splashes it on your face. As it burned your flesh, you look him dead in the eyes unfazed by the pain. He searches your mind again looking through your childhood to finding nothing suspicious though his expression changed when he sees the murder of her mother and father at the age of twelve from a burglary. You tried to fight the impulses rushing through your mind your eyes going black your head tilted up to try to advert your eyes from him. You start to pull at the restraints trying to think of non important things fogging his view. He hits you with the holy water again and pulls your chin down to face him. You growl at him spitting in his face. He wipes it away seeing a glimpse of the ceremony, but he doesn't understand how. It's as if you're on the ground. He then sees you walking home with Jacob leading him to think of the owl. He stops letting you breathe blood running from your ears.

" Where are the stones?"

" I traded them. They're gone."

" They were of the elite. That's a serious crime. Those children are dangerous as well."

" Fine. I'm a thief, but I didn't kill anyone."

Valentine was almost convinced by your tone. Almost.

" Since when have people been charged with this? I see shady shit all the time-"

" It was an elite jar."

" The Scriptures weren't apart of the elite. I'm sorry."

You begged through it felt worse than the holy water.

" You know, I didn't think you would break so easily... unless you're protecting somebody. Tell me about the kid Jacob."

" Who?"

" The new recruit for the Enlightenments. I saw him through your memories. I could bring him in here for associations."

" I don't know who the hell you're talking about! Can't I make this up somehow? I can forfeit the stones I have.-"

" Oh those are gone. Diana, let me see them."

She gladly hands them over and gave you this 'don't fuck this up' look.

" See. These don't make sense as well. I'm sensing magic from somewhere else that don't match your own. I also sense they're Godly. Please tell me.. are you one?"

" I'm just a changling."

" A changling wouldn't have stones like this. How long have you been doing this?"

" Doing what?-"

" Stealing stones."

He throws holy water in your eyes dark veins spreading down your cheeks as you growl.

" The sad part is you don't even care about them. I understand trading, but at least it always hurts me. What about you? What are they to you?"

He sees your expression flicker for a bit. You did care, but you had to put others before them. You would rather die than to reveal who you really are. He looks into your mind you digging deeper into the Jacob situation suddenly... seeing you helping him in the forest. This was recent. He stops not understanding you.

" Get Jacob."

" I don't know any-"

" Tell the fucking truth!"

He shouts at you.

" I am."

He smacks you across the face him noticing Diana's fists clenching up. In all reality, she hated him. He hates at how smug he is all the damn time, and how much of a fool he is believing he ran the show. You noticed the change in atmosphere as well truly sensing Diana was on your side.

" Diana, do you need to leave?"

" Did you fucking kill them?!"

Damn. She flipped the script. You see her water works as she tried to run at you, but Valentine stops her finding it unprofessional.

" I had family in that cult. They did nothing wrong!"

" Leave Diana."

Valentine kisses her before she goes giving her the stones before she goes. The others eyed her as she left your eyes on the stones and the bag she had. Please be your comrade and do something where you could keep them. You would truly die for them as well if the case came, and you couldn't bare the idea of starting over.

" So you do care. Here I thought you were heartless. Shall we continue?"