Angels & Demons

She's never left the safety of her coven or the mountain they reside on. She's never seen the outisde world, but dreams of what lays beyond the rock and fog. It wasn't until the threat on her people was so substantial she finally had the courage to leave, to try and save herself and her people.


2. Chapter 2

"I looked at myself in the mirror. My usually sleek brown hair, was dry and disheveld. My bright green eyes were now dull, bloodshot, and surrounded by dark circles from lack of sleep. My skin was pale and my face hollowed. I was now able to notice just how predominant my ribcage and collarbone had become. I would lay awake for hours until my clock would read 3 a.m and then I finally felt sleep start to drift over me. Finallly! I would think as my eyes slowly closed and I fell asleep. Then, I was back at the edge of the mountain surrounded by flames, the scents of smoke and pine burning the inside of my nose, and Christianna's screams filling my ears. I would wake up not five minutes later, screaming. No one knew, not even Luc and Azrielle. I wasn't sure what would happen if I told anyone, but I knew it couldn't be good. I made sure to keep myself out of sight and hopefully out of mind, I woke up earlier than everyone else and hid out in the back corners of the library, the ones I knew even Esai wouldn't visit. Part of me was led to believe that the mountain was causing these dreams, that something else was out there. I knew it was a warning sign that something bad was going to happen, I just didn't know when, but I knew that if I never left this mountain I'm not sure I would ever know what was coming for me and my coven. After hours of reading and hiding in the library, once night had finally fallen on the mountain, I walked out and stood on the edge of the mountain and peered down into the clouds and thick fog below me. I could smell salt in the breeze, coming from what I could only assume was the ocean. I imagined what lay beyond my home of light brown rock and the responsibilties of protecting our coven. I already knew Caylx would choose Gabriel to lead our coven if anything were to ever happen to him, simply because he's charismatic and well-liked in the community, but I was his second. I was the one who was supposed to protect our coven at all costs.

"Whatcha doin' there, Eva?" I heard Luc's brother, Sam, behind me. My eyes instantly narrowed and my fists clenched.

"None of your damn business, Sam." I growled, spinning around, shooting daggers at him. Sam was pure skeev, how he became an angel with his brother was beyond me. He had had a thing for Azrielle and I since I could remember, but when Luc said he had also fallen for Azrielle, Ssam focused all his attention on me. Of course, I had found it flattering at first. Sam was an older boy, who was as bad as an angel could get, who had expressed an interest in me. But as I got older, Sam expressed other intrests in me, ones I didn't necessarily want. I distanced myself from Sam, but he wouldn't take no for an answer.

"Ooh, you're snippy today Eva. And you know glaring gives you wrinkles, and you're face is too pretty for wrinkles, Eva," He smirked at me, leaning against a stone coloumn, looking me up and down, "although from what I can tell you don't look too good, Eva. Do you Azrielle and my brother know you've stopped eating?" I stood still, staring at him, fists still clenched, but my eyes were no longer narrowed.

"No and it's none of their business or yours for that matter, Sam. Now go away." I snapped. I knew he could tell I was scared and was only using my anger as a mask for my fear. 

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Eva. What are you thinking making decisions like that?" He smirked, shaking his head and walking forward, until his chest was pressed against mine. I wanted to run or fly far, far, away from him, but my feet were frozen to the ground and before I could unclench my fists to send him flying into a wall, his arms were wrapped around me.

"Get off me, Sam!" I growled, thrashing around in his arms. I locked eyes with him, glaring as I sent him flying backwards into the side of the mountain. 

"Stay away from me, Sam or next time you won't live long enough to regret it." I hissed as I wiped the trail of blood from my nose and flew away.

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