An Angel Among Us

Chapter Twenty-One: Betrayal Stings

I'm currently being dragged in chains on my way to Mekhi's throne room or so the guards who had forcibly taken me from sell had told me. I felt so stupid when I woke up in that damn cell. If I hadn't gone for a walk on the beach by myself, I wouldn't have been captured by that dark angel. I'd be safe with the others in Cael's cabin and we would have been able to head for Santa Monica like we had planned as soon everyone woke up.

I wonder what they are up to. Are they still asleep or did they wake up to find out that I'm not there? Do they assume that I'm just out for a stroll and will be back soon? And what will they think when I don't show up after hours of waiting for me? Will they even know where to find me?

So many questions and no answers.

But then again, If I hadn't gone out for that walk, I might not be the only one taken by the dark angel. The other three are safer at Cael's cabin then they would be here. I don't want anything bad to happen to my friends so I guess its best they didn't come here with me.

Maybe they can go to Angelus Urbem without me and let my Mother and Father know why I wasn't able to make it. That I had wanted to meet them but got caught up with something out of my control.

I could see Jayden cracking a joke about how I got all tied up in Los Angeles. Literally, I grimaced at the handcuffs attached to my wrists.

One of the guards pushed me forward when I unknowingly started to slow down a bit which caused me to almost lose my balance but I managed to stay upright. If I fell with handcuffs on I'd end up twisting my wrist in an attempt to break my fall. I didn't want that to happen.

The large double doors are inscribed with the intricate symbol of dark angels and Mekhi's name which seems a little egocentric to me. Putting his name on a set of golden doors practically screams evil villain.

One of the guards pushed the door wide open and unlock the other doors we've opened this one didn't make a grinding noise meaning it was well maintained. The other guard squeezes my arm and pulls forward alongside him even though it's not exactly necessary. It's not like I'm going to run anywhere and if I did where would I go? I'd get lost sooner than I'd find a way out.

The first thing I notice is this an incredibly large throne room. Smaller doors than the one I had just entered are one each side of the room, leading off to somewhere else in the castle. Right across from the door at the end of the room is a huge golden throne with black carved wings attached to the back of it. And it's not empty.

I easily recognized the man the second I laid eyes on him. It's hard to forget those cold and cruel eyes that are set in the center of his face. My dreams seemed to be blending in with real life. I just hoped the room wouldn't fill with water or light on fire like my other dreams.

Mekhi, like all of his guards and minions, is dressed entirely of black except the difference is his outfit was more extravagant. The long-sleeve button-up shirt looked like it was sewn from expensive cloth and he wore dress pants instead of jeans. And over the button-up shirt, he wore a jet black suit jacket and tie. He looked like he should be at a funeral not on a throne.

The only thing that points to him being royalty is the gold crown sitting upon his light brown hair, the only splash of color besides the pale oval face.

And something I hadn't noticed in the dream is a long jagged scar across his face as if someone had sliced it with a sword and it healed wrong. I wonder if that happened during the first battle of Angelus Urbem when he tried to overthrow the King and Queen the first time.

The guards moved me forward until I was about a yard away from Mekhi, close enough to see and hear him but far enough away that I won't try anything. Seriously, I'm handcuffed. What do they expect me to hurt him with? The chains.