the devil cries ■ chapter twenty five

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Her hands gripped my wrists as she led me to my bedroom. Looking around, it looked as if Lilith was trying hard not to let others see that she was here inside with me. It made anxious, somehow.

What was she anxious about? Why did she look like she was in a hurry to tell me something?

"Kass, I... I know you love him, I know you do. But can you not consider joining his side? The realm is on the line because of your choices," said Lilith, looking at me through her piercing eyes.

"I don't know, Lilith. But, whose side are you on?" I asked, making her look down as she bit her lip.

"Yours." She replied, making me furrow my brows.

"What if I join Lucifer?" I asked, and she sighed.

"Yours." She repeated, which made me furrow my brows.

I couldn't understand. But what was she trying to tell me earlier?

"I'm scared, Lilith. He- He was trying to make me join his side. I'm scared of what he can do. I know he can destroy the realm if he gathered enough men, I know he can destroy everything if he gathered enough power. And what if I give in?" I said, and Lilith shook her head slowly.

She released her grip on my wrists, and then led me to my bed. The sheets looked dull and empty, as if no one has been there before we did. The room itself looked empty just like how I felt somehow.

Running her fingers through her jet black hair, she breathed in heavily.

"Go. Go join him and break your promise. Go join him and destroy the realm you said you'll protect this time around. I don't care. Just don't go looking for us, for the Seven too, after you destroyed the place we called home," said Lilith, her voice as empty as her heart. "I'm only here to protect what I think I shall protect."

She then disappeared into black smoke, leaving me to think twice about my decisions. I tried to grasp the smoke to make her come back, but she was gone. I was left alone to decide for myself.

I laid back down, staring at the white ceiling. The scenes of before then flashed themselves onto my mind, like a movie I wish I didn't watch.

The way his fingers traced down my cheeks, my shoulders, my arms and down to my hands. Even though he had bent beliefs, I loved him so bad. Every cell in my body yearns for his love, years for him to change.

If I didn't go with him, he could die. He could die in this war. He could die and I'd never be able to see him again. I'd never be able to see him smile with me again. I'd never be able to see him change through his mistakes. He could slip out of my fingertips. Again.

But if I went on his side, I wouldn't be so sure about the outcome anyway. Maybe we'd destroy the realm, and does that mean I'd like that? No. After all, this realm was my home, too. I may have forgotten, but the heart doesn't forget what home really feels like.

I could feel hot tears flowing down my cheeks, crazed about which decision I'd make.

If only we could rewrite the stars. If only we could rewrite our fates.

I bit my lip, and then gripped on the bedsheets. What shall I do? The realm is on my hands, too.

How can our world be ours? How can we be just... ours?

"Kassandra! Kass, open up!" Yelled Raphael, as he rammed on the door.

Can't he just open it? Why can't he?

"Just teleport inside! I don't care!" I exclaimed, but I heard a heavy sigh from the other side.

He continued ramming, but was never able to get inside.

"Open up! Did you cast a spell or something?! Please, it's important!" Raphael exclaimed, making me sit up.

I wiped my tears with my sleeves, as I glared at the door. I was about to walk towards the door when I felt like my limbs wouldn't move.

"R-Raphael, I can't-"

"God, save me. Just open it! Uncast the spell or something!" He yelled.

"I didn't do anything!" I answered, and he panicked.

"I'm calling Michael and the others now. I'll come back! Open up then," he said, and I heard running steps.

What was happening?

Why can't he get inside?

Suddenly, I felt like the temperature was starting to get colder. What the hell?

I tried moving, but then I was now able to. What happened earlier? Why wasn't I able to move earlier when Raphael was there?

"Kassandra. Don't get yourself too hurt. I'm sorry," I heard him speak, and I widened my eyes.

He's here again. He visited me again. Why can't I get away? Why can't I hate him? Why can't I hate him after all this time?

"Lu, please, stop-"

"I'm sorry. I have to. Please just... don't let yourself get hurt," he said, and I furrowed my brows. "Kill... Kill me if you have to."

"Why-"

And then he disappeared. The same way Lilith did.



"KASSANDRA! OPEN UP! OH, WAIT, IT'S OPENED." Raphael said, and then opened the door.

I was so confused about what was happening, and it didn't help that I heard a loud exploding sound.

Then followed anxious screams, and sounds of men screaming their battle cry.

"Raph, what's happening?" I anxiously asked, nervous about what was about to happen.

He then held my shoulders, and then looked me in the eye. I was about to ask what was happening, when his eyes lit up and then my eyes rolled at the back of my head.

The clouds were so dark, and there was suffocating smoke everywhere. It was raining fire. The whole realm was shaking, and the angels were gathered depending on which head they have.

On the other side, a dark army was approaching. They had fire on their hands, ready to hit our side of the realm.

In the middle... was Lucifer.

"The war, Kassandra. We have to go." Said Raphael, his eyes filled with a mixture of determination and fear.

I immediately stood up, and then looked around.

"Where? We need to gather enough men!" I said, and he smiled at me.

"We're the ones who fight together before, right? Of course, I gathered our men. Let's go to the armory," Raphael said, and I nodded.

He was right.

We then went to the armory, other angels gathering their extra weapons. As we passed by the entrance, a bluish border appeared. Instead of not being able to pass, it provided us armour and our weapons.

The pounding of my heart was enough to let me brush it off, and so we proceeded.

"Kass? Don't let your emotions get in the way. This. Is. War," Raphael said, and I nodded my head.

This is war.

A war for the realm, and a war with myself.

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