AN:Okay, some of these characters, my own characters, are from my recent story The Guns of Boston. Sooo if you want to learn a little more about my characters, such as Nolan, Auburn, Gail, Ciara and Cian, read that story. Otherwise you don't have too if you dont want to and I'm always open for reviews on that story still!:)
Chapter 1
Angel's Halo
I see that lantern trimmed low burning in our home... How many times have I prayed? Dream with the feathers of angels stuffed beneath your head, Come with me and walk the longest mile! Is his wallet leather? Is his wallet fat? And how many times... have I prayed? Dream with the feathers of angels stuffed beneath your head, Come with me and walk the longest mile...
And though I feel like crying, I swear tonight, I'll cry no more...
That I would get lost along the way?
the regulator's swinging pendulum.
For not a year later it's got you lying on your back!
You should have closed your windows and got another dog...
You should have chained up all the doors and switched up all the locks!
The angels... would speed me away?
the regulator's swinging pendulum.
Annora could have sworn they were angels from the way the sun gleamed on their hair like glowing halos themselves. She also thought she had spotted white feathers, as if they had wings. Of course, Annora had been punch roughly on the side of the cheek with someones angry fist at the bar. So she might have been... a little dazed. Annora placed her hand gingerly on her bruised and swollen cheek, half hearing the frantic and worried voices surrounding her. She closed her eyes and kept the image of those "angels" locked behind her eyelids, she smiled but winced at the flash of sudden pain.
Then she wondered how she had rightfully managed to get outside. Annora felt the ground with her left hand, soft lush green grass beneith her and she could very well imagine its beauty and detail from the very last blade. Another smile attempted to touch her lips, but she scolded herself before she could form it.
"Hey... ye alright miss...?" She opened her eyes to see that the spikey haired angel was asking her this question.
Annora wished she could answer him but being mute had its limits. So she made a gesture with her hands, pointing at her throat and shrugging. "I think yer sayin' yer... mute?" Annora nodded in satisfaction that the darker haired angel had caught on so fast, she usually would have people ask her, Did you lose your voice? or Did someone punch your throat? It was quite tiring and annoying at times, but Annora was thankful she had strong patience with people.
At the moment, why she had gotten into a fight had slipped her mind. Her thoughts were floundering over her new acclaimed 'saviors', "Meh name's Connor MacManus," The spikey haired one replied with a handsome smile. "This is meh brother-"
"And I'm Murphy," He quickly snatched up Annora's hand and kissed the top of it, giving her a mischievous smile. Annora tried to show she was grateful and smiling with her eyes, she hoped that they would catch. Murphy helped her up to her feet, which she found to be some work. Her legs wobbled like a new born fawns.
Annora bowed politely and waved a gentle 'good bye'. She had already figured she would never see her angels Connor and Murphy again, so she decided to hold onto this moment for however long she lived.
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Murphy slurped at some black, murky coffee; he grimaced a little but kept drinking it anyway. He stared at the newspaper before him and absently took a drag of his cigarette, blues eyes scanning over the lines of a not-so-interesting article. Connor leaned back in a fold out chair with his feet rested on the table, he watched the ceiling, a cigarette loosely hanging from his lips. This afternoon was going awfully slow.
A hiccup escaped Connor's mouth and Murphy let out a small stiffled giggle. "What's so damn funny?" Connor growled glaring at his brother who had an amused smirk on his cheeky face.
He raised his eyebrows and shrugged, "Nothin'." Murphy returned his gaze at the newspaper.
"Let's go do somethin'," Connor suggested placing his feet on the ground and flinging his arms in the air as he stretched out his lean body, he yawned dramaticly, "Never been so fuckin' bored in meh fuckin'-"
A slam of the door, "Da, Uncle, we're home!" Cian called out obnoxiously loud, Ciaran was the first to pop into the kitchen and wrap her father and uncle Murphy into tight hugs.
"What're ye two doin' 'ere?" Connor asked with pure confusion.
"Cia," Cian moped fakily and tossed his hands into the air,"it seems Da doesn't want us ta come over anymore!" Connor, now standing near his son, gave him a playful and small shove.
"Of course I'll always want'cha ta come over!" He grined and gave Cian a bear hug.
Cian and Ciara lived with their aunt Gail at her sister Mia's old house so they could live a 'normal' life. Connor thought it would be better for his children and be safer for them also. Gail gladly took over the home when her sister had passed away, willingly giving up the apartment that she had been renting out for a while. She also became a full time nurse at a hospital two hours away from Southern Boston. So whenever Cian and Ciara's aunt wasn't home yet, they'd come over to visit their father and uncle.
Nolan suddenly burst into the MacManus's jumbled apartment, "Oh shit, oh shit!" He hollared, panic evident in his green eyes. He was flying all over the place and taking in sharp breaths of dead still air, Murphy was apon him, grabbing Nolan's shoulders and gaving him a rough shake.
"Aye! Slow down!" Murphy ordered holding the frantic Irishman's shoulders harshly, he tugged him into the bathroom and lowered his voice, asking, "what's the matter?"
"The fuckin'," Nolan gasped out softly, "The fuckin' Russian's! They're absolutely pissed an' they wanna fuckin' kill ye two!"
"Heh, well thas not anythin' new..." Murphy sighed, their 'job' was getting more and more dangerous everyday, it was going to be a lot more unsafe for Cian and Ciara to come over as often as they do, "Thank ye fer tellin' meh anyway."
AN: leave me a review telling me what you think!:)-Kat