Chapter 8: The Flock

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"What's AURAUS?" She looked at us weirdly. "The people who made us. Don't you remember?" "We're Angels and Demons. I thought you were one." "No, I'm part human part bird." I looked pretty shocked. "More hybrids? At least shes not like us. So what were those things, if not hellhounds." "Erasers. Could you explain what you are?" I filled her in on everything and she nodded. "aahh. That makes sense, kinda," "So, could you elaborate on AURAUS?" She nodded and went on. "They're a science company dedicated to medical research and bio war. They created us by mistake and tried brainwash us to fight for them. When that failed, they started experimenting on us to see if they could replicate us. We escaped and they started hunting us with those. We thought we were safe when we found a little shack to hide in. We thought wrong."

I helped her up and said. "You could live by us, if you want." "Wouldn't they just destroy you're home as well?" "Nope. We live in a mansion that blocks all incoming signals. Tech and magic related. The best part is you can still watch YouTube without being found out." She smiled. "That, seems nice. I guess I'll come with." Me and her flew up and the others started heading back on foot. "Sooo, you're kind of like a god." "I guess. I'm more powerful than any angel or demon before. Except the Archons. They're like the kings and queens." We flew in silence for awhile before I asked. "So you're only strong, fast, and a tiny bit insane?" "Yep. I'm also good at talking to animals." I landed in front of the mansion and let her in as soon as the others got there.

"Hungry?" I asked as I poured my self a glass of juice. "No. Aren't you gonna change out of those bloody clothes?" I noticed my gear and shrugged. "This stuffs special. It's cleans itself slowly." She gave me a thumbs up. "Nice. So where do I sleep?" "There's a extra room in the attic." I glugged my juice in one go and said. "Nope. Not strong enough. Time for the whiskey." I popped open the pantry and grabbed a bottle. "Want some?" She shook her head. "Suit yourself." I took a swig straight out of the bottle and put it away. "Thats better." "Why'd you do that?" "Needed something to steady my nerves." "And you drank whiskey? How old are you?" "Couple thousand years." She shrugged and headed to the attic.

I sat down on the couch, turned on the TV, and laid my head back. "I need to stop this. Too much strain on my body." I buried my face in my hands and fell asleep. When I woke up the others were sitting around me and watching Taken. I went with it. Dan had popcorn, Max had some jerky, Belle was eating a choc and Tasha had nothing. "When did you get here?" Belle scooted closer to me. "Few minutes ago." I shrugged and enjoyed the movie.

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