Changing into His Enemy

Chapter Three:

“What?” Katherine whirled around to see Michael leaning against her bedroom door his goldne wings still out and touching the the sides of her room they were so wide.

             “You heard me,” he said with a smile then his expression changed. “So what were you two talking about?”

             Aaron looked at Katherine who stood staring at Michael. “Nothing just wondering if I had to sit around here doing nothing.”

              “Oh,” Michael said not sounding surprised and with a sigh he furled his great golden wings Katherine stared as they disappered beneath the skin of his back. She moved toward him and curiously looked at his back. “What?” He asked twisting his head to looked over his shoulder.

              “Nothing,” she said moving back onto her bed. “I’m gonna go get changed, no ppoking around my stuff got it?” She waited until they nodded before snatchign her clothes and moving off toward ther bathroom. She hurredly rushed into it and turned around after locking it she nearly rammed into someone. She looked up to see the face of Lucifer. She screamed long and loud praying that her parents couldn’t hear she didn’t want to get them invloded in this.

              “Katherine!” She heard the sound of knocking and Michael’s voice footsteps pounded down the hall which she assumed were Aaron’s. Lucifer gave a savage grin and she heard the sound of skin splitting and saw great dark wings unfurling and him comign toward her.

              “Aaron! Michael! Please,” she was crying now and backign away from him as he came closer his black eyes fiery and she swore she saw claws growing out of his fingernails. She heard the bathroom door being kicked open and got a hurried glimpse at Michael and Aaron’s furious faces. She tried to run out the now open door but felt hands grip at her waist and lift her up. “No!” She shrieked, “let me go.” She heard the sound of more skin ripping and saw more colors burst into the room more dark then a flash of gold. The small room was filled with the sound of beating wings and shouts, she ducked down trying to hide she scrambled into to the tub putting her hands over her head praying fervenrtly.

             She screamed again as she heard the sound of flesh hitting flesh then a cry came. “Please don’t be them please, please, please, please, please.” She said again ebfore the shower curtain was ripped open and a pair of pale arms reached in to grab her. She screamed before their was the sound of wings slamming down again and again and she was rising she looked down to see Michael and Aaron coming up their faces determind and desprete. She looked up and saw the room breakign and chunks of it thunking into Aaron and Michael burying them in a pile of shingles.

            “Yes!” She struggled against Lucifer feeling his arms tighten as he ascended into the night.

              “Michael!” Her  scream echoed into the night and she began shaking. “Michael!” She shrieked louder feeling as if she’d burst a blood vessel in her throat if she had to scream any longer. “What do you want? What do you want?!” She cried out to Lucifer as his black as hell wings beating slowed and they began to lower. “What do you want?” she sobbed again feeling raw fear of him and for being so high.

               “I need you, your my only hope,” this time his voice was amazingly soft and quiet. “I have to kill you to do it but I don’t think I can.” She heard the anguish in his voice and looked up for once her tears stopped and she stared into his black eyes. Suddenly just like eariler rain began to fall soft rain, how fitting she thought, then reacehd a hands up to touch his cheek. The rain making her hair wet and strangly so it clung to her cheeks and shoulders.