Genesis 2.0 (Monster Apocalypse Survival) Sci-Fi/DarkFan/Horror

Chapter twenty-four

“Not all angels hate mankind,” Aeriel whispers and looks back down at the ground where I’d buried the torn facial flesh. “There are many of our kind; we are God’s Original Children.  He created us first, and realized that by giving us powers, he’d made a mistake. Like Lucifer, who rose against our Father, He made sure His next attempt wouldn’t have the ability or power to overthrow Him, that’s when he created Adam and Eve.” Her voice trails off and she brings her eyes back to mine. “Not all of us are emotionless machines. We feel what humans feel, often a hundred-fold.”

My brain scrambles to keep up with what she’s telling me. My parents weren’t big church goers, so my religious studies were next to none.

“I thought angels were God’s messengers and servants.”

Aeriel nodded gently. “We are. But we are also His children. You humans are our little brothers and sisters; it pains us to see any of you suffer.”

“So, Daniel’s sad?”

“Yes,” Aeriel answers. “We’re surrounded by Lost Souls. Daniel and I feel each and every one as they cry in anguish.”

I look around, my eyes searching out the scorched remains of the dead that Ember cremated. In my opinion, they were suffering, being trapped within rotting flesh. Their souls were tethered to an anchor they wouldn’t have otherwise been able to shed. She set them free. She’s merely a portal. I open my mouth to tell Aeriel just that when Daniel stalks back to where we stand.

He and Aeriel engage in a silent conversation – with lots of easily interpreted hand gestures - before she scowls and stomps away, muttering under her breath. Daniel turns his luminescent sapphire eyes on me and offers a faint smile.

“We don’t have time for a theological history lesson, we need to keep walking.”

And by dismissing me, he only pisses me off. I deserve to know what’s going on, I need to know what’s happening if I’m going to save mankind. I’m not a tool to be taken out, used, and then put away again when I’ve served my purpose.

He turns to walk away and I cross my arms.

“Why didn’t you kiss me?” I wish the words back into my mouth the moment they escape. Heat floods my face as humiliation soaks me like a scalding hot shower. I didn’t mean to bring the issue up again, but I can’t stop thinking about it. I’ve tried to keep my mind off it by focusing on my quest, but it’s like a gnat. It keeps buzzing around and around, tempting me with its presence, but never really landing so I can squash it.

Daniel stops dead in his tracks and his shoulders tense so hard, I’m actually afraid he’ll break his wings. He takes his time in turning back to face me and I want to take it back. No, more than that, I want to crawl under a rock until time ends.

Without saying a word, he turns back toward me, his eyes studying my face for several long moments. Then suddenly he’s directly before me, pulling me into his arms, my breasts crushing against his chest in an embrace so tight, a piece of paper wouldn’t fit between us. I suck in a surprised breath and then his lips are on mine. Fire ignites throughout my body, my blood sizzling with a sensation I’ve never felt before.

Our lips dance against each other, silk upon silk, his tongue casually darting out to taste me before prompting me to open my mouth. I comply and moan when he sweeps that warm, moist tongue inside my mouth. I throw my arms around his neck and pull at him; silently begging him to hold me tighter. I want to wear him like a blanket, to drape his body across mine until you can’t tell where he ends and I begin.

Then, just as abruptly, he pulls away, his blue eyes smoldering with emotion.

“I can’t afford to love you,” he whispers. “If I allow myself to love you, the world may suffer and die. I can’t let the world die. It’s my job to fight for all of mankind; even if that means I’m miserable for the rest of eternity.”

Then, he releases me and walks away.

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