Time It Right // Sabriel

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The click of a lock being picked open, breaking the deafening silence of the house. A boy with long brown hair slipping inside, an instinct of his had led him here to help.

Jagged knife in hand, although the house showed little signs of the supernatural.

His senses oh high alert, wondering if this was how his brother had felt.

The thought was gone in a moment as he spotted blood clotted feathers on the floor. Broken glass and fresh blood.

He bit his lip, continuing his quiet search of the house.

There was old blood stains, obviously bleached, speckling the dark tile floor.

Looking around a corner into the hall.

Puddles of blood and mangled wings.

Sam let out a gasp, running the short distance. Seeing the familiar golden hair slightly covering up a bruised and bloody face.

Hours Earlier
Gabe pov

"WHY ARE THERE FEATHERS GABRIEL NOVACK?!" Her voice shrieked through the house.

I cowered, my wings wrapping themselves around me.

"GET DOWN HERE! IM DONE WITH YOU!"

I quickly got up, almost slipping and falling as I scrambled to my feet.

I heard something smash.

I rushed to her, despite knowing I was likely to die.

I stepped around the corner into the living space.

She sneered at me, her usual icy calm had evaporated completely.

Her brown eyes glowing blue as she advanced.

"You and your brother are all abominations of heaven. I should have smited you years ago!" She spat, slapping me across the face, sending me across the room. Her sudden strength felt as if I was hit with a truck.

What the hell was she?! Sudden strength and glowing blue eyes? What the hell?

I cowered away as she advanced. My wings instinctively surrounding me as protection.

"Youre a monster that needs to be rid of. Purgatory would suffice." She informed.

A stinging slash to my wings made me cry out, but it didnt seem to hurt as much as previous times.

Suddenly she pulled my wings, yanking me to my feet. I yelped, stumbling over my feet.

I was upright, only to be smacked down again.

"You and your brothers should be condemned to hell! Instead Im supposed to teach you! But teach you what?" She yelled. Using a silver blade that had somehow appeared, to attack me. Slashing at my skin, although I didnt seem to be bleeding as much as normal.

She raised the blade above her head, ready to kill me.

I raised my arms above my head as an attempt to block her.

But the blow never hit me. I cautiously looked, to see her getting up from across the room.

I glanced at my hands. Did I do that?

A snarl on her face as she grabbed her blade, rushing to me.

I backed down the hall, using my arms and wings to block her attacks.

I barely blocked a swipe to my face, the blade cutting across my cheek and lips. I spit the blood at her.

If I died she would go after my brothers.

I was able to swat the blade out of her hands when she as she was distracted.

I ducked her arm as she swung at me. I was barely able to grab the blade.

She got hold of one of my wings, snapping the bone.

I screamed, the pain being only thing I felt as I fell.

The blood that had previously seeped, was now flowing quickly. I was barely able to keep hold of the blade.

Hearing the sound of flapping wings before I blacked out.

Da da!!! Dramatics for like 600 words