And you don't seem to understand
A shame you seemed an honest man
And all the fears you hold so dear
Will turn to whisper in your ear [1]
COLOR: RED
Black figure with fragile white wings stood stock-still, peering into something distant, known only to her. She stood not on the very brink of abyss, like it may seem to used to clichés imagination, but on the most plain plain.
Sorrowful angel who turned his eyes to sinful Earth. Yes, it may seem so to someone else, but Sol Badguy knew too well by whose "grace" few airships were burning in some distance ahead and a reason why they smelled of scorched meat.
His soles left raised imprints on ground. Sol reduced the distance between him and figure up to half a meter. "Angel" carelessly turned her head.
"You," boredom sounded in her voice.
Sol did never find sense in idle talks; in that moment it was even more useless than in other times. He gave a gloomy look from under the brows. Girl, young girl with prepossessing face, didn't pay any attention. Just ignored it. Sol stayed silent for little more and then said words he had arrived with.
"Last time you told me that you don't wanna kill."
"Oh? And now I do."
Sol dirty-mouthed in an undertone, more because of his powerlessness, not of anger.
"Why did you do that? He said that…" Sol stopped. Words made memories revive. "He assured everybody that you aren't dangerous until the very last moment."
Her false indifference began to disappear; shadows glided on girl's face.
"He swore that you won't hurt anyone. Everything – to protect you!"
"Silence!" screeched "angel". "They… they…" she was speaking breathlessly because of resentment. "They murdered him!"
"Damn you both. Damn all of you!"
"Go away! Leave me alone!"
"Not until I hear the answer."
"You…" it sounded threatening.
"I," Sol smiled bitterly. "I didn't step in. It was too late when I understood what was happening. But you could understand his reasons. You had a choice! So why did you commit all that damn massacre?!"
"Die away!" she sounded like on brink of hysterics. "I... I acted justly! Just like he…"
"Idiot! You crushed everything he tried to create!"
For the few moments girl's face resembled a mask, embodiment of complete embarrassment. Then it contorted with grimace of rage.
"I WILL KILL YOU-U-U-U!"
A sound which seemed to reach supersonic and infrasonic frequency stroke his tympanic membranes.
White wings vanished, as if crippled, and uncovered something much more repulsive. Black skinned excrescences, which formed eye-pits and jaws of sculls, appeared and rushed to Sol's face. Their mad grin could be bested by the only thing – the expression of complete insanity reflected in the eyes of ex-angel.
Sol had only one move left. To rush his sword forward.
[1]: song used in epigraph is "Boa - Duvet"