The Abyss: Book Two of the Dark Worlds

Chapter Fifteen

"What?" I question and he turns back to the Empire State Building. "If you find him, I will reward you grantly, first born." he says and I bite my lip, clutching my fist. Why didn't Father tell me about this other child? I scowl then nod and reply, "Sure. What's his name?" I ask. 

"It's Ferro Zorzi." 

                                                                                   Sammuel

Azrael came out immediately and the Dragon Halfing just collapsed into Emigda's arms. "Thank you, Brother." I say and he nods, staring at my sword. "This my hurt, Brother." I say and he nods again. I breath in and breath out before my sword floats up, a White light casting down on him. I snap my fingers and the White gleams even brighter, burning partial parts of his very light skin. I cross my arms over my chest and clamp my hands together, bring us to a different dimension.

"Azrael, Angel of Death, you have become a Dark Angel under your own choice but now do you revoke your choice?" I ask him and he nods. "Yes, Angel of Both Sides. I revoke my choice and want to be back with God's White Angels." he replies.

"Good. Now repeat your choice as a White Angel." I command and he opens his mouth. He repeats his choice as quick as a White Angel can say and in Latin. His tongue could barely keep up to the words then he screamed, the scream of White Angel is very harming to Human and Creature ears but a Dark Angel's scream could kill a Human easily. 

"Now, scream out to God of your revocation! SCREAM IT TO THE HEAVENS!" I yelled at him and that's when a White light engulfed both of us.

                                                                                    Shadye

A dream. Great. Just what I needed after the damn Death Angel got out of my Body. I scowled and my Dragon form flied around me as I walked around him. It seemed highly impossible that he could transform into a Dragon as being a Half-blood. Most Half-bloods of rare Creatures can never complete a Transformation. 

But somehow I-a Half-blooded Dragon-Transformed for my first time and didn't die. That must be a new record. 

"Dragon and Human...who would have thought that they were compatible?" the Dragon said and I laughed. "I know right?" I say and we stop, staring at each other. "So...what are you going-?" I began until he disappeared and I appeared back to see my mother. Oh god damn it, I don't need to see her again but this time she didn't have any scars. 

Oh no.

"Shady...came to Mama! She'll give you a nice begin hug!" she said and opened her arms. My eyes widen and I started to shrink, turning into a child. She smiled at me and I opened my mouth to protest but she grabbed my hand and started twisting it in the wrong direction. I wanted to cry out in pain but my mouth wouldn't obey me. I felt tears stain my face then she grabbed my throat and started to strangle me. I gasp and gagged but she squeezed tighter and tighter, blocking air to my lung. Saliva dripped down my face and my vision became blurry until I opened my mouth as wide as I could and fire exploded out of it.

Mother screamed and screamed, releasing me from her grip to try to stop the fire. I breathed in deeply and backed away from her, her eyes full of fury. "SHADYE! WHAT THE [insert very bad swear here] DID YOU DO TO ME?!" she screamed at me and stalked towards me. I started to shake and everything started to circle her body, Darkness clung to her body and I gulped. 

"Mother, I told you many times that you do not own me. My very being belongs to the Dark Worlds. You belong in the Human World." I told her with a small stutter. She lunged at my throat again but I grabbed her hand, regaining my normal age. I stared down at her and gulped, fire rising into my mouth again. 

I hate it.

I slowly opened my mouth and she screamed at me again and again, cussing me. Cursing me. Tell me I should have never been born.

I hate this. 

I continued to my mouth wider and I could hear fire crackle in my mouth, wanting to be released. She punched my eye and kicked me in the stomach, she did what she desired most-to hurt me. 

I hate killing her.

I opened my mouth all the way and released my flames. She screamed again and again, swearing at the pain, me, my power, and my father. Tears streaked down her face and her skin started to turn to ash, nothing more but bones. 

I hate doing this in every single damn dream I have. 

"Ognian..."she said before her lips turned to black and ash, leaving her speechless. Those were always her last names before she died.

Ognain...the name for fire in Bulgarian. 

I gasped for breath and stared at the glowing light of White. I blinked and stared at a White Angel with glowing White Wings that grinned at me. His eyes were pure black though and his hair's up to his shoulders, tied back in a ponytail. He held a scythe glowing with radiate powers and wore a white robe. 

"Thanks for letting me lend your Body, kid. Now I gotta get back to work before the Big Guy turns me back." the Angel said and snapped his fingers, disappearing into nothing. I look around again and see an Angel that couldn't decide what Side it was on while five other White Angels stared at me in anger, 

Great what did I do now?

"May we take the boy now?" one asked and I forced a smile. "You take me? To who may I ask?" I question them and the one I tried to burn showed me a piece of paper with words in Bulgarian. I could easily translate it. The boy of a Dragon and Human must come see me as soon as possible. it said and I looked to see Emigda's face above mine. She smiled down at me and I smiled at her, my arm reaching up to her but her eyes widen at the sight of my arm. 

It's a Dragon arm.