The Fallen

Chapter 47

The sun began to set and everything was bathed in its golden glow. This is usually a peaceful time. It was anything but peaceful tonight. The cries of fallen angel and demon was all anyone could hear ringing out over the Earth. Taylor shot down three demons pinning down Liam and Alec. Then she felt something fly past her. She looked up to see a demon with a large sword. He had a belt of small knives that didn't seem to be magical. She became level with him and watched carefully as he gripped his sword. Taylor drew hers out of the sheath and held it at the ready. The demon soared farther into the sky just to come diving back down. He held a knife in his hand and raked it down Taylors wing. He continued to dive while the knife was stuck in Taylors wing. She couldn't keep herself up any longer and came crashing back to the Earth. She quickly closed her eyes and thought of being on top of a nearby building. She opened them again and she was laying on one of the many roofs of the surrounding buildings. She pulled the knife out of her wing and clenched her teeth stifling a scream. So much for being a sniper she thought while teleporting to the ground. She ran to the first demon she saw and stabbed them in the thigh.

A demonic howl spread over the battlefield ringing as clear as a bell. This was now the only thing to be heard. There was no more screams, no more clashing swords and no more light. The sun had set and the moon was the only thing lighting the war. A booming voice spoke to the battle. "You fools have underestimated my army! You will perish from this land forever!" The ground shook while thousands of demons walked towards the ten angels that were left. Taylor was standing to the side watching everything happen until something grabbed her off the ground. She looked up to see a demon with huge dragon wings carrying her to the circle where her friends were surrounded. "Hey! Fuck you!" She closed her eyes and teleported she was in front of the old lady's shop. She ran in not thinking about the demons running after her. She closed the door and was surrounded by blackness. She pushed what she thought was a table in front of the door. "Lady! I need your help! Please!" She screamed into the darkness. A candle came to life next to her and then dozens around the shop sizzled to life. "Well look what we have here." The old woman chuckled as she came out of the coffin. "Please-" Taylor was cut off while the women started to speak. "I know about him now go help your friends." She started towards Taylor and started pushing her out the door. "Wait you can't help me." Taylor said while moving the table afraid of staying to long with the old lady. "Oh I can't help you but, I will see what I can do." She pushed Taylor out of the door and back into the battle. The demons were all waiting for her as she came out. They instantly grabbed her and took to the sky. There was five demons holding her still while they flew towards the circle. She was got distracted in her own thoughts until she was falling out of the sky. She opened her eyes the the ground in the circle getting closer. The circle was a dark red in the grass and every demon stayed away from the inside of it. The hands that were wrapped around her and she braced for impact. She felt the hard ground as she skidded across it. She was roughly yanked off the ground and she opened her eyes to see a face that belong to a demon. She felt something heavy clip around her hands that was cold and metal. "Now we shouldn't have a problem with this one." The demon said to himself before throwing her to the center of the circle. "Fuck you! What are these things?" She held up silver shackles that had vines carved into them. He ignored her and waved a wand that was in his hand at the shackles and the vines glowed green. Taylor started to breath heavily as her head filled with demonic laughter. The symbols that covered her slowly faded from there charcoal black and bright white to a dull gray, slowly becoming unnoticeable. She felt weak and powerless. She felt her power slowly being ripped away from her. She couldn't focused as her vision became blurry. Slowly she started to forget everything. One memory at a time. First to go was her first memory. She was young, maybe five. She was running around a playground. But in a flash the memory was gone. Next was a birthday party. She sat at the head of the table with a cake in front of her that said Happy Birthday Taylor. The cake had a candle with the number seven over it. She heard a voice but before she could focus on it, it was already gone. The memories continued to disappear, she couldn't pay attention to what was really happening to her as the memories kept on coming. Next she was older. Maybe around sixteen and she was walking down the sidewalk at nighttime. She could her distant groans and yells. She stopped in her place and continued to listen. She knew it was a fight, the area she was in was known for fights. She quickly walked and stopped at an alleyway. She peeked in and saw it lead into a wider area. There were five boys, but four were attacking the fifth one. It happened so fast when one boy pulled a gun out and pointed it at the boy they were attacking. The boy stopped moving as he stared at the one with the gun. Taylor tried to identify the boy but she couldn't make out any of his features. "Any last words?" He asked. Taylor tried to make out the face of the one on the floor but couldn't as one boy was standing in the way. "See you in hell." He said and all Taylor could hear was a gunshot. Then the memory was gone.