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.
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.
“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.
“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.
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?”
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.
“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.