Last Line(s): “Who are you?” Audrey
demanded.
The man smiled, and Audrey
felt like she was about to faint.
He was an angel that
was for sure.
“Herschel,” he said,
not smiling anymore.
And everything went
black.
Chapter 17
It was midnight when Will’s eyes
fluttered open but he didn’t know it was. He moaned as he straightened up from
his slumped position on the… is that
cement? In the woods? Will looked straight ahead. His vision was hazy, but
he could make out most of his surroundings.
There were grayish walls and
something that looked like a sleeping human figure on a straw mattress that
didn’t look any better than the cement ground. There was another hunched over
human-ish figure in the other corner, closer to him. A stick lay on the ground
beside him. He picked it up and prodded the figure closer to him.
A pale face looked up at him,
and even paler eyes glared at him.
“Obraya,” he said.
“What?” she snapped.
“What happened?”
“We’re in the dungeons, can’t ya
see?” Obraya waved around, gesturing to everything around them.
Will looked around, unsure. It
was very dark but it was easy to make out the shapes of the jail bars.
“Aud,” he said. “Oh god, where
is she?”
“On yer shou’der.” Obraya put
her head back on her knees.
Will looked to his right. His
wife was there. Relieved, he leaned his head back on the wall. Then he looked
back at Obraya. “Why are we here?”
“Herschel.” The angel didn’t
move. Will pursed his lips, waiting for more. When she didn’t say anything, he
opened his mouth, but didn’t say anything. He pursed his lips again. That was
when she continued. “When you fell, Herschel had thrown ya into some sorta
carriage. Then yer stupid wife ran after ya. She trapped herself, then me. Oh
wasn’t my ex supa glad to see me.”
He stayed silent. “Sorry… I got
you into so much trouble.”
Obraya waved her hand annoyedly
at him. “Whatever. It wasn’t you anyway.”
“Wh-where’s Zoya?” Will shivered
because of a sudden cold breeze.
“Sleepin’.”
“I won’t disturb her then.”
There was a pause, as Will
chewed on his bottom lip and fiddled with his thumbs.
“Do you have a plan?” he asked.
Obraya grunted as she looked up
at him questioningly.
“A way to get out of here.”
Obraya didn’t say anything.
“I’ve been thinkin’.”
There was another pause. These
pauses were slowly getting on Will’s nerves.
“I trust m’brother loads. I
tried sending him a telepathic message, but it seems he’s far away ‘cause I
can’t reach him,” Obraya explained. Will noticed her face had softened a bit. “I’m
keepin’ on tryin’ an’ hopefully he answers.”
Will hadn’t noticed he had been
holding his breath, so he exhaled. Audrey stirred a good amount from beside him
– she was about to wake up. There were twigs in her hair, and it was all tangled
up – very rare for someone who took a lot of care for her hair.
“Hey, oh god, Aud, hey,” Will
whispered, struggling to sit up properly so he could embrace her.
She groaned.
Out of the corner of his eyes,
Will saw Obraya settle her head back into her knees.
When Audrey’s eyes fluttered
open and her bright blue eyes showed, Will sucked in a sharp breath. Her bright
eyes suddenly opening, him looking into them, it was like the whole world lit
up and everything was okay again.
But the thing was, nothing was
okay. The couple were stuck in some weird planet, galaxies away from theirs, in
a jail in the ‘Sky Kingdom’, where an Angel’s ex-boyfriend wanted to kill his
own planet and take over his own galaxy and all the other galaxies.
It was mad.
Audrey flung her arms around
Will and buried her face into his chest. “That bastard threw me into something,
and I swore I saw your red hair in the corner.” She sniffled then looked
back up at her husband.
He was still dazed as to how
refreshing her eyes were.
She poked him. “Are you okay?”
she asked.
“Y-yeah, all’s good.”
Audrey smiled, despite where
they were and their condition. Will didn’t smile back but did when she nuzzled
into him.
A few seconds passed, and Audrey
looked back up. “Where are we?”
“Jail.”
Silence.
The bulb hanging from a rope on
the ceiling flickered. There was a scratching sound, like a bunch of nails on a
blackboard – but from far away. Rats, Will assumed. He watched Zoya – who was
still sleeping on the straw mattress – breathe. He could see her figure rising
and falling. It satisfied him in a way. Kept his anxiety at a bay, somehow.
Obraya looked up and started
explaining everything that had happened.
“Basically, Herschel wants the
both of ya dead an’ outta the way so he can take ove’ all the galaxies like
he’s some sorta god,” she summarized.
“What are we supposed to do?”
“I’ve already made a plan,”
Obraya said.
“I hate to, but we should wake
Zoya up.”
They did. They filled her in on
what had happened. Obraya started laying out the plan.
“Wait, won’t the guards hear?
Are there any mage-cams here?” Zoya looked around curiously. Her eyes were
bloodshot, and she had earlier claimed that she was starving.
“No, Angels are more stupid than
you think.”
“Then obviously you’re not one.”
Zoya said. Obraya blushed at the indirect compliment.
“My grandmother was a Human, a
descendant of Albert Einstein the one and only,” Obraya stated as casually as
if she had told them she combed her hair every morning.
Zoya snorted.
“What?” Obraya looked at her,
eyes narrowed accusingly.
“Nothing, get on with the plan.”
She smirked.
“First I’ve got to somehow
contact m’ brother and tell him to save us. I can’t reach him now – either he’s
too far away, he’s sleeping, or he’s dead, I hope not. Then, once we do, we’ve
got to get out of the castle with him, go through the Portal to the Wizards,
get ‘em on our side, and destroy Herschel and his followers because all they do
is create hell. Ironic, amirite?” Obraya explained.
All of a sudden, she perked up.
“Brother!”
The other three shared a
confused glance and looked back at the Angel, who was now on her feet. Her eyes
were squeezed shut. She nodded after every two seconds, smiling, nodding,
waving her hands around, muttering with her face contorted into a frown.
Audrey, Will and Zoya all stood
up. Obraya opened her eyes and a wide grin spread across her face. Will felt
weak in the knees – dazed as well at how amazing and beautiful and –
Audrey pulled him closer to
herself, realizing what was going on. Will snapped out of it.
“Get ready to get outta here
tomorrow evening at sun down ‘cause this Angel’s brother is on his way,” she
said, doing little jig around the small room.
Everyone laughed despite their
situation, not caring who heard.
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