(REWRITING) Fallen Angels

Chapter 45

Vincent summoned back his knife. He still had his sinister smile on his face, his eyes a burning blue. He lunged for Gabrielle, but Dominick rushed forward, getting his throat sliced instead of Gabrielle. 

Vincent scoffed as Dominick fell to the ground, gasping for breath. Vincent looked down at him, instead of the angel that was his son, he saw his son. His baby boy, bleeding to death at his hand. 

Vincent's eyes stopped burning as bright as they were. He fell to his knees. "Dominick...no.." his voice was barley a whisper as he stared at his son. Vincent looked up to find Gabrielle skinny, and malnourished. She was dead, hanging from a rope. Her eyes opened and she stared right at him

Vincent screamed and scrambled backwards, sobbing. Dominick sighed as he continued to cast the illusion over his father. He looked at Gabrielle's horrified face. Alexander, who had been silent the whole time, stepped forward. 

"What did you do?" The dead man asked.

"I put an illusion over him before he could slice my throat." Dominick replied, "I know he can't kill me, but it does hurt."

Alexander nodded, "What do I do now? I can't just leave my brother to fend for himself against that thing...not again." He looked at Lance who was talking to Lilith, "I should have never dragged him into this mess...if only I had kept my mouth shut like Owen said, none of this would have happene-" He was cut off by a slap to the face from Dominick. "Ow!"

"Stop it. He only wants you to think that. This would have happened either way, he still would've gone after the girl but kill you instead. He can't kill the girl, not yet. She's destined for much more, so much more." Dominic explained, "All we can do, is watch. Even if the world should end, it's not our job to interfere with the living." He casted a glance at Gabrielle, "Our job is to protect the dead, and that my friend, would be you." He turned to Gabrielle, "And you, you dumb idiot." He said to his sister, with a twinkle of humor in his eyes.

"Hah hah, I'm still older than you Mister" Gabrielle sassed back at her younger brother. 

Alexander smiled, he could tell they were, and had been, close. Then he turned back to Vincent, who was in a fetal position on the floor. He was mumbling something while holding his head in his hands.

"The bird, the tree, and the monster. Melody, Oliver, and Lilith. Diana, Rusty, and Emma...." 

Dominick tuned in to what the demon was saying, and his face went pale. 

"Kill them." Vincent said in a voice, not his own, before disappearing.