water traced the scars along my back as I placed my hands against the stone
shower wall. As a warrior angel, I have survived several years of battle, but
not unscathed. I have many battle wounds—most of which reside on my back and
arms. Wounds from human weapons we tend to heal without a problem; wounds by
the weapons of angels and demons are not so forgiving.
searching for him, last night I finally caught up with the demon I had been
hunting. He put up a ferocious fight and my muscles were still aching despite
the heat of the shower but I would be getting briefed on my next case soon so
reluctantly I reached out and turned off the faucet.
stepped out of the shower, I froze. The air changed, and I knew that I was no
longer alone. Don’t ask me how I knew because I couldn’t tell you. Not really.
There was no pop, or bells; no flash of light, breezes, or anything like that.
It was as if there was just the slightest shift in the air. I braced for
attack, reached my right hand behind my back, and unsheathed a sword that
wasn’t there a moment before. My heavenly relics—my weapons—are always there
when I need them and never when I don’t. Where they go when I am unarmed, I
have no idea. All that matters to me is that they are there when I reach for
foot, I kicked open the glass door and stepped out into the empty bathroom,
dripping wet. Utterly naked but for my sword. I peeked around the door and
slowly entered my bedroom.
want?” I said to the empty room, making my voice as calm as possible.
I’m completely unarmed,” said a humored voice without a face. “You’re looking
just as scrumptious as the last time we faced each other.”
figure walked in, full of ease, and leaned against my bedroom door, crossing
his feet. He had an apple from my dining-room table in his hand. I spun my
sword, placing the tip of it into his throat the moment he walked through the
door. He brought the apple to his mouth, rubbed it against his shirt, and took
a big bite, looking as though he didn’t have a care in the world.
My heart leapt in my chest. It had been a few years since I’d last seen
. . Except that now he was a demon, of course.
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