Zachariah's POV
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A/N: Remember, Zachariah touched Beth's forehead and is currently in her dream. And I truthfully have no idea where this chapter is headed so comment and let me know if its good or not.
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I was standing on a dirt road looking towards a sepulchre. A soft, yet powerful wind was blowing everywhere, but seemed to be pushing me over to the burial ground.
So instead of fighting it, I allowed myself to be "blown" toward where I was supposed to be. The chill in the air seemed to become as cold as the arctic air as I glided down the slope toward the building.
Stars above me twinkled and shone with such clarity that I thought this couldn't be Earth anymore. Trees began to appear with a light shining from between their branches like a freight train with its light on coming out of a dark tunnel, but the moon still shone like a lonely child seeking attention.
My feet hit the cold concrete of the path up to the crypt. Scanning my surrounding, I hoped to see Beth somewhere. I couldn't imagine her being in there with dead bodies. A shudder passed through me as that thought haunted me.
I raced up the path with a sudden need to find her. Normally I could find her in a heartbeat, but finding people in a dreams is much harder than in reality, and it drains so much from you.
Before I stepped in I could hear the rustle of some type of fabric. God, I hope this isn't a her dreaming of a funeral. I don't think I could resist holding her in my arms if she was crying.I swung the door open to see a hallway with torches lighting up the walls. The fire casted shadows along the sides of the crypt and looked as if they were hiding something sinister.
My eyes checked over everything I could see. There was a little symbol that I knew from my warrior days right above a doorway leading to the back of this crypt. It was three triangles with their tips meeting in the middle, while an octagon encircled them. Right in the center was an eye.
I quickly cloaked myself so it wouldn't see me. There was only one thing that could put this symbol in a dream of a human: an angel. I wasn't the only one invading Beth's dreams.
My eyes scanned around the room and landed on a rectangular vent, this was my ticket in. Everytime an angel burned their symbol above a doorway a vent large enough to fit a human would appear providing means for escape later. That sign would keep me from going into the room through the doorway, but it didn't keep me from going through the vent, but I did not want to make myself known by going in my human form.
I would have to transform into a spider. Though it takes a lot out of me to transform, seeing what was going on behind that wall would be worth it.
In my mind I pictured a Black Widow, and the familiar golden veil of dust swirled around me like a sandstorm as I watched my limbs change and grow into a new creature. My entire body disappeared, but my eyes remained during the transformation. My arms and feet grew thinner and nimble as more limbs emerged my my sides. Then I saw my skin painted as dark as the night itself. The transformation was hardly painful, but it drained my energy and made my head spin for a few seconds before i thought of Beth and how much danger she could be in.
Once I was in the form, I stretched a little bit before scurrying into the vent. I made my way through it as fast as I could in the way it was going. After about fourty-five seconds of twists and turns I made it into room I had wanted.
Crawling out of the vent, I stayed in my spider form so that I could spy more easily. There were two angels. One that looked hardly menacing due to his large and round size, and the other one with tanned muscles that seemed to strain in his silken clothes as his hands clasped together, his eyes shut and brows furrowed in concentration. Thats when I heard the chanting, "Αίμα στο αίμα, φωτιά στη φωτιά, των οστών στα οστά, σκόνη στη σκόνη. Εμείς θυσία αυτό το λάθος προς υμάς, Lucifer! Αίμα στο αίμα, φωτιά στη φωτιά, των οστών στα οστά, σκόνη στη σκόνη. Εμείς θυσία αυτό το λάθος προς υμάς, Lucifer!"
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In Love With an Angel
RomanceTwenty-three year old Beth Stacy considers herself normal with a little twist. She has been having the same nightmare every night. Beth's a journalist and works with her best friend Landon every day, but one day a new guy is in the office. He's sexy...