As Above So Below

Chapter 2

                All he felt were sharp pains coming from scars around his waist, neck, and all down his legs; a slick, drippy medicinal towelette being rubbed over them. The room was cold, to the point where he shivered when the cloth touched him even briefly. Gentle hushes from the one tending him soothed him, knowing someone was there. The demon lay comfortably on a fluffy mattress with expensive pillows and sheets that covered only portions of him; for his wounds were left exposed to the air and for the nurse to see. Kcalb could barely breathe; with every motion came a searing pain from the small holes which were caused by the penetrating steel thorns. The nurse was only working on his legs for the time being, and the sweet aroma of the milk and honey used in the strange medicine brought a sudden peace upon him. As his eyes fluttered open, he laid his eyes upon the face of a female angel, who looked to be at least sixteen thousand years old. She had beautiful blonde hair with blue eyes as blue as any sea. She seemed to enjoy tending to him, so that was of no concern to the demon. What was another concern was the fact that the six wings and fourteen tails were still completely out in the open in a room that looked fit for royalty; in a god’s perspective, of course.

“You’re finally awake? How are you feeling? Does anything still hurt?”

She spoke, removing the towelette from his legs. Standing up, she looked to be admiring her work with a small smile; seeing as to how the scars seemed to be healing. The demon continued to look around at the breathtaking scenery, and upon noticing this, the angel giggled, seeing that Kcalb was quite immobilized by the pain as well.

“The scenery is pretty nice here…! You’re going to like it here, I assure you! Family starts here… always!”

“Y…You…”

He muttered, shutting his eyes tightly from the vibration of his voice box against the wounds. Was his life going to start anew here? Wasn’t this the land of the gods? He was no god, he knew that much; if anything, he was their enemy. Her gentle sight lied upon him once more, and her straight, silky hair draped over her like a veil. The wings he assumed to belong to an angel bloomed from behind her like rose petals.

“You’re going to be alright, I promise you… if anything else were to happen to you concerning what happened just last night, I, along with everyone else in our kingdom, would be willing to put themselves up on the line to protect you.”

The girl’s long, blue dress complimented greatly with the shimmer in her eyes, as expected from any heavenly being. She gently pulled back the sheets and began dabbing Kcalb’s neck with such precision; he could not even feel it. The pain was relieved momentarily, but he could not do such things as to stress his muscles, or else it would irritate the wounds. Discovering that he could breathe easier without so much pressure on his neck, he let out a deep exhale; careful as to not irritate the wounds on his stomach as well, which the angel tended to as well.

While being covers for what felt like forever, he began to question the little things; was he still wearing that fur jacket? Could he be? He was very cold, and it felt as if he were at least wearing a shirt and shorts. He had never worn such shortly sleeved apparel before; it was almost foreign. The pain from his body left him as the generous girl finished the last touches to her session.

“If anything else hurts, please do not hesitate to ask me. Etihw will be visiting you shortly; be sure to greet her with respect!”

The girl grinned that soft, gentle, harmonic grin. Her voice was as lulling enough as to put someone to sleep; Kcalb was amazed that he didn’t. As the angel departed, the little god with diamonds in her black hair and a draped dress came rushing in to sit on the stool next to him. He managed to sit up, and placed his hands in his lap nervously, as the girl positioned herself comfortably on the chair.