Ch. 22 Remiel

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There was be violence in this character. I will put in a warning.

Abigail's POV

Oh. My head is killing me. I remember what happened. I open my eyes and look around. I am in a dimly light room, maybe a basement. I can't see much of anything. When I try to turn my body to look around, I notice that I am tied to a chair. My arms are tied behind my back, and my legs are tied to the front legs of the chair. I can move my fingers. I start to summon Alastor, but I stop when I hear a man's voice.

"Oh, good. You are awake. Sorry, I had to use chloroform to make you unconscious. I know you have a headache now," a man's voice says.

I look up to see a silhouette of a bald man in front of me.

"Who are you? Why did you bring me here?" I ask him.

"Well, I told you my name was Oliver Jones when we first met, but that's not my real name. My real name is Remiel Heaven. I was my parents' only child. A gift from God. Their miracle because my mother was told she would never have children. So my mother named Ramiel because he is the angel of hope, and his job is to guide the faithful's souls into heaven."

My instants were right about Oliver (aka Remiel). How can there be two killers in our town active at the same time.

"That's nice and all, but why did you kidnap me?" I shout at him.

"There is no need to shout my little saint."

Did he just call me his little saint? What the hell?

"I brought you here to rid you of that demon I saw you talking to on Monday night after you volunteer at the soup kitchen."

Great. He followed me home that night, and nobody noticed.

"How do you plan on getting rid of the demon?" I ask him curiously.

"First, tell me what does the green leash that is attached to you means?" Remiel asks.

I guess I can keep him talking.

"In college, I did a report on a serial killer that used to be a radio host. I found some recording of his broadcast to listen to. The first time I played one of the records, his demon shows up. He threatened to kill me unless I sold him my soul. I sold him my soul, and now I am on that demon's leash."

"You should have let him kill you. That way, you would have stayed pure," Remiel says sadly.

"Well, sorry, my survival instincts kicked in. What do you mean by pure?" I ask.

"Demons are lustful creatures. He has taken your purity by force, no doubt," Remiel says plainly.

"Not this demon. He has no interest in sex. He just wanted a ticket up here to get out of hell on occasion. You said something about getting rid of him. How are you going to do that?"

"I don't believe you about your purity. I have set up a trap for him. My guess is that he will come by and check on his slave at some point. You are sitting in the middle of a demon trap. When he comes near you to release you, he will not be able to leave the circle."

I look down and notice i am sitting on a rug that covers the trap.

"Once he is the trap. I will pull the rope that will pour the holy water on him. That should kill him."

I look up, and there is a bucket over my head. I can't summon Alastor. Yeah, he is a demon and has me on a leash, but I don't want to see him killed. What is Remiel plan for me after.

"After you kill the demon, and you going to let me go?" I ask.

"No. You see, God sent you to be mine. When I turned 16, God spoke to me. He said I was to help faithful pure souls to go to heaven. Today's world it's so hard for a lady to stay pure. I was to find ladies that were still pure and send them to heaven. God also told me, I was the angel Ramiel in human form. Since I was an angel, I could lay with any lady, and they would still be pure and enter heaven." Remiel explains.

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