Euphoria

Chapter Six

The shadows of the dark seemed to engulf the room in an almost suffocating blackness. Metal chains were tight against pale flesh and the scent of blood danced in the air and painted the chains in a dark rust. Thick red dots littered the neck while the head hung low with messy black hair damp with sweat.

A blinding light  flashed into the room as a man stepped inside but left as quickly as it had come once the door shut behind him. Plunged into the dark the man stepped forward and peered at the body of the young male hanging off the wall.

"I never expected to see a seraph," he spoke, "To find you so easily is quite a surprise."

The man smiled lightly and turned away to approach a table. Thin long needles were placed next to each other with each one with a different colored liquid inside of it. He hummed and ran his fingers over the many different needles until resting on a pink colored syringe. With  almost delicate precision he picked up the needle and turned again and approached the male hanging loosely.

He continued to hum a soft melody as he pressed the needle into the flesh of the neck and inserted the liquid into the body. When he removed the syringe he watched in mild curiosity.

For a moment nothing happened. Then, without warning, a fierce growl rumbled in the throat of the body before an ear piercing scream rang out.

The chains rattled violently as the pale skin dug itself into the chains and shook it to break free. The messy black hair was thrown back and the screams continued. A dark substance, almost like blood, dripped down the eyes painting the entirety black.

"Don't overexert yourself. You'll be free soon enough," he replied.

The screams quieted down as the body grew limp. But the stillness was only for a moment. Long, tree like blackness sprouted from his back like wings and he lifted his head and tilted it suddenly.

"I'll kill you. All of you will be punished."

The voice was dark and booming with an almost foreign echo and the chains only seemed to rattle harder as the flesh pressed against it, turning  the skin red with irritation.

"I see. Well, when you get the chance to punish us be sure to keep your body intact. Countless experiments have been conducted on you and I doubt your body will be able to handle such stress. You're a tool that hasn't been taken care of properly."

"I'll kill you all. All of the sinners must die. Nothing will be left."

"Very good. Now if only I could get that sort of motivation out of the others. The rest seem to be rather troublesome to awaken."

"Die. All of you must die."

"If you can kill me you're more than welcome to. I think death would be quite an experience."

"Sinners must die!"

He screamed again, only this time his wrists broke free of the chains and he lunged himself at the man. There was a smile on the man's lips, and it was obvious that he was thoroughly entertained. The man held out his hand and the male was sent flying back as if an invisible force had hit him. 

A low growl escaped from his lips before a weapon materialized in his hand. He pointed it and instantly a beam shot out from its tip. 

There was only a moment for the man to move out of the way, and once he moved, the spot he had been was obliterated as well as the wall. Nothing was left but a pile of what appeared to be ashes and a stream of sunlight. 

Without wasting time the male spread his black wings and sped through the opening and into the sky, leaving behind the man and the destruction. 

"Oh dear, it escaped," The man said wryly.