Saving Grace (on hiatus)

Ch 22: Lick it

Grace POV:
I awoke with what felt like electricity running through my chest and sunlight streaming over my features.

Everything sounded muffled but I could faintly hear him...he was yelling again about something.

The pain hit me when i tried to get up and I screamed.

That was when I finally registered the arrow in my chest.

It was like the second I realized it was there the pain kept increasing more and more and...i screamed out again not even registering what I was saying, "LEVIATHAN!"

I noted in my haze that half the diner was gone, turned to rubble and that Leviathan had stopped shouting.

I couldn't bring myself to shout anymore either, "it hurts..please Leviathan."

My eyes started to drift close as warm hands ran over my clammy skin, icy blue eyes meeting my own through blurry vision, "you're back little sinner?"

I could only whimper in response, weakly trying to grasp the arrow.

I wasn't even sure my arms were moving.

He shushed me, it was gentler than I have seen this man be. "This is gonna hurt like a mother fucker candy ass but apparently you'll survive."

Pain shot throw me as he ripped the arrow out of my chest. I could feel warm blood running over me.

Everything went black again.

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I gasped for air lurching up from the dusty ground i lie on.

My dress was covered in blood and where the arrow had pierced my skin it was tender and badly bruised.

I slowly stumbled to my feet. Distantly noting i was literally in the middle of nowhere before my attention was brought to the pacing Leviathan not to far off. "Where are we?"

His gaze flashed to me, "you survived again."

"Unless this is the afterlife yeah..."

He was quiet for a long moment, "where did you go?"

"What?"

"Your spirit..it didn't show up. So where did you go?"

I shook my head, "nowhere...it was like being asleep i guess and I just woke up to pain."

"So blessed weapons effect you differently. interesting." 

I looked him over as he turned away, gasping when I was his hand, it was dripping dark liquid and obviously burned, "Leviathan, your hand!"

He looked down at it and sneered, "ah right."

"what happened?"

"Pulled a blessed arrow outa a flat chested future cat lady. Funny thing about blessed things, they burn like shit when you don't have the stick of holy virtue shoved up your ass like all angels seem to." 

I gaped at him, "but you're an angel!"

"fallen angel. I rebelled against the holier than though ass stick."