Saving the Fallen (One Direction FanFic) (Under Major Editing)

Chapter 8: Pained Revelations.

Niall’s P.O.V.

The warmth that I got from hugging my dad was exactly what I needed after seeing what I had just seen. The image forever burned into my mind. Tears were free flowing down my face as I tightened the hug from my dad.

“Niall, I told you. You need to be strong. Now turn around and face the reality.” My dad mumbled into my air, still hugging me.

“I don’t want too. I don’t think I’m strong enough.” I have never said truer words in my life.

“I know you can. Remember that we three are here as well.” He said before letting go.

I sighed and turned around toward the very scene that killed my insides. I was met with the same scene. Nothing had changed in the minutes I had been crying. Before my eyes were my friends.  Two of them were being held by demons with blades against their throats and two of them standing free next to them. Tears pooled up in my eyes before I felt a nudge from my dad.

I glanced at Zayn and Liam who stood free of demons holding them. Both of their eyes were glowing red and I could see Harry’s and Louis’s eyes switched between red and white. The switching was causing me to feel rage beyond belief. I was about to dash toward before I had a firm grip stop me.

“Anger isn’t going to solve anything Nialler.” Gabriel said with his arm on my shoulder. His eyes were glowing brighter. “They don’t know we’re here yet. We can disguise ourselves and whoever is with us from being noticed. Only the stron—“

“Only the strongest demons can see them.” A voice boomed from somewhere cutting off Gabriel. Gabriel’s gaze shot from me to the new voice. My eyes shifted toward the direction that the voice came from. A menacing figure stumbled into view and my heart sank from the sight. It was Miryas.

“Nice of you arches to join us.” He said spitting everywhere.

“Well, well, well. If it isn’t the fallen arch.” Raphael spat out, venom coating every word. I couldn’t believe what he had just said. Miryas is a fallen archangel? My gaze widened at the revelation. But that would mean.

“Yes I’m a fallen arch Niall. And before you get to the next question that is creeping into your mind. Yes I’m also your uncle.” Miryas said reading my thoughts and smiling at me.

“You’re not his uncle anymore.” My dad shot out. I turned to look at my dad and felt fear. His face wore anger and his eyes burned bright.

“You can’t just take that right away Michael.” Miryas’ had a smirk across his face. “Plus he wouldn’t get to understand his blade.” Miryas’ gaze turned to me. I looked away from him and toward my friends who were evil or turning evil. “They can’t hear anything we’re talking about Niall. They can’t even see us.” Miryas’ was definitely reading thoughts of mine before they appeared.

I shot my gaze back to him and backed closer toward my dad, Gabe and Raph. “What about my blade?” I suddenly felt inquisitive about what he said.

Miryas’ eyes lit up a purple color and he actually smiled. “Your blade was supposed to be mine before I fell. The Blade of Beginnings. Forged by the seraphim and given incredible power. I was to be the leader of the famed archangels, but Lucifer’s offer of power was too promising. I fell and the blade was given to you. It glows before something new is about to happen. It gains power from its owner and the new experiences they have. It can instantly destroy anything except the most powerful of beings. It is the sword of—“

“YOU CAN’T TELL HIM THAT!” The three archangels behind me said cutting him off, giving him death glares.

“You know the punishments Miryas.” My dad said coldly.