Edited: 8/1/14
Words in this chapter: 216
You're digging in a garden and find a fist-sized nugget of gold.
What do you do?
Well, a righteous person tells somebody.
A thief keeps it and pretends he didn't find it until such a time that he needs money.
But what do you, ex-Trickster and Archangel and Gabriel, do?
You want to do the right thing, but you can't.
You can't do the wrong thing, but you want to.
But what do you do when a hand pops out of the ground and clutches the gold? Your gold?
You pull, but the hand is stronger. You try attacking the hand, but it is too fast.
You thing that this is the end, that you're never going to be able to possess the gold. Your gold.
You try to reason with the hand, tell it that it's your gold, but you realize it doesn't have ears.
The hand begins to pull at the gold with more force.
You get pulled into the ground, trying to breathe (an annoying trait you picked up from the human and angel-turned-human you've been living with).
Let go, you tell yourself. Let go!
The last thing you think before something hits yours head is that the hand will pull you straight into Hell, and you will be able to save Sammy.
TBC
Reviews are appreciated.
DinoDina (formerly Black Eyed Demon)
