Fallen Angel Pt. 2

When I opened the door bells rang above my head and for a fraction of a second I put a glimmer on my sword and then smiled at the mortal man. He was standing behind the counter arguing with some old woman about gas prices per gallon.

“Mrs. Evans, please take to mind that I am not the one who controls these prices. I am told by the city how to regulate my gas and the city is told by the state and the state is told by the government, and it all focuses around supply and demand within the States of the New Midwest.”

It sounded as though he was having a tough time getting his point across. The States of the New Midwest is what the humans of previously the United States began calling their nation after World War III changed the landscape of so many countries. I feigned interest in the processed snacks but honed my hearing in on their conversation.

“Now, now Joe I know you let Ms. Davidson get away with a free tank the other day and I would say it fair if you could at least do the same for me. We wouldn’t want the board hearing about this would we dear.” Mrs. Evans winked at Joe.

I finally went to intervene and walked over to the two adults, “Hey we are all friends here.” I smiled big and warm, “We wouldn’t want anyone in our own town getting in trouble for favors they offered to people.” I spoke directly to Mrs. Evans, “Especially people who might need a little help every now and again verses people who get by just fine, right?.” She huffed once in response then left the store. Humans could be so dramatic.

“And who might you be young miss?” Joe asked me kindly, but took a moment to study my face where the hell monkey scratched me. I was fortunate enough to inherit the gift of quick healing as not every angel is born with it, but unfortunate to have a broken wing which slowed my Allures down.

I smiled back, I needed someone on my side, right? “I’m Amaya, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”

“I suppose you just happened to walk into town?” He looked pointedly at my feet. I guess this is where I could make a sob story to get free things out of the guy...but that’s just rude.

I shrugged, “More like dropped off here.”

He nodded, “I suppose you need a place to stay then?”

Personally I didn’t think he would offer me a place to stay so readily but it really would help in the long run. “I…Um...Actually yes that would be very helpful. I mean if it’s not too much to ask of you?”

“Oh no of course not, it is just Kieran and I here anyway, and he is never here half the time so I doubt he would mind.”

I hesitated hearing now there was another person. “Kieran?”

Joe smiled again, “Yes he found me in a similar way to how you did believe it or not, but he is out riding at the moment.” Riding?

“You have horses?” I asked disbelieving.

“Haha yes, hard to believe for you? I own two, a dappled grey mare and a midnight black Friesian stallion.” Joe explained.

Just then a tall man with short black hair cut closer on the sides but sort of thick and unruly up on the top walked in but stopped in the doorway to take off his gloves. He had a silver stud in his left ear lobe and a few days growth along his jawline, there were also some intricate tattoos visible on his upper arms before his black v-neck started to cover his arm. After he took his gloves off he stuck them in the back pocket of his dark wash jeans and began walking over to us in his black combat boots. When he got closer I realized he was not quite a man but more my age even though his build would suggest differently. He looked lethal. He looked gorgeous.

“Hey Joe,” He nodded to me pausing for a second, “Miss.”

“Kieran this is Amaya…” Joe looked at me.

“Starfleet.” I finished for him.

“Interesting last name.” Kieran noticed.

“In some places.” I responded.

“Well anyway, Miss Starfleet will be staying with us here Kieran until she finds her own means to live or get around.” Joe said to Kieran, “Dinner will be at six in the back, I’m sure Kieran will help you get settled before then.” Joe smiled at me. It was now four in the afternoon.

I looked to Kieran, “Lead the way.”

He smiled, “Come on.” Joe watched us leave through a door in the back. Once we went through a short hallway it opened up into a living room/kitchen with three doors, one on the right and two on the left sides of the room. “Joe’s room is over there,” Kieran pointed to the right side, “And my room and bathroom are over here,” Kieran pointed to the left side, “Joe gets his own bathroom since he has the master.” He finished explaining.

“Cozy.” I said and continued, “Where will I be sleeping?”

Kieran raked a hand through his black hair, “Um I have another cot in my room so I guess in there.”

My face flushed, I had to share a room with him? I haven’t shared many things in my life coming from Empyrean City but sharing a room was something completely unfathomable. “I… um...are you serious?” I couldn’t find the words to speak.

“Yeah, but I won’t be here every night so don’t fret.” He explained, “Well come in and see.” He walked toward the door and opened it. The room was not what I expected, smaller than I thought and a little cramped. I saw the cot he was talking about on the far right side of the room in the corner by the window against the back wall, while his twin bed was on the left side against the left wall. He sighed and walked out of the room for a moment then returned with a comforter and grabbed a pillow off his bed and put it on the cot. He raked his hand through his hair again, something I noticed was a habit. “If you would like to shower and maybe clean up the cuts on your face and shoulder,” He looked at my feet then back to my face, “Before dinner, there are extra towels in the bathroom.”

I nodded feeling a little self-conscious now due to those hell monkey scratches, “Uh yeah thanks.”

Kieran smiled, “Okay well I will be back later I have to go clean up and feed Fresh.”

“Fresh?” I asked confused.

“He is our black Friesian horse. The one I was riding earlier, remember?” He set his eyebrows questioningly at me. How original, “Fresh”. “See you around 5:30 Amaya.” Kieran then left me alone in his room. I walked up to the cot I was to sleep on, at least it has a mat on it I thought. I unstrapped my sword from my hip and placed it far underneath the cot and also slipped my knife out of my pants and put it with my sword replacing the glimmer. I stood up and looked around the room, Kieran had clothes strewn about on his half the room other than that he didn’t have really any personal belongings save a picture of a younger him and Joe smiling with their horses in the background. I sighed and walked to the bathroom and closed the door.