The Time We Spent

by Sylvano

In this alternative world, Malik is a cambion (half-demon) that lives with his brother in the 21st Century. Altaïr, a Cherubim (a high-ranking able to take the form of either an eagle, a bull, a human or a lion),has been sent to the Earth to stop a demon that could grow into being a threat for humanity. And in the angel senses that Malik is somehow linked to this dangerous demon...

1. Chapter 1

"Can we do it again?"

The girl clung with eagerness to Malik's arm. He looked at her blankly, emotionless. She was very plain, with black long hair, a special-trait-less face, and a very usual in-shape body. In fact, now that he was out of his sexual drive, he even considered her ugly. He took a last puff out of his cigarette and got up, throwing a "no" at the woman's face.

As he started dressing up, she also got on her feet on her side of the bed and walked to his side to protest:

"Please…"

He turned his head to stare at her without a word, until she lowered her eyes and blushed. She backed up a few steps:

"Sorry…"

He finished dressing up and walked to the door. As he was opening it, the girl tried a last time in a whiney voice:

"Can we at least exchange contact info?"

"No."

He slammed the door behind him.

He was flying high in the sky, gliding over a city. He didn't quite remember its name. The speed at which the humans changed the things of name, and overall changed, in fact, made it impossible for him to remember much about them. But after all, he usually never left His side, so it was somewhat understandable he had not learned the names. He hadn't needed them up until now.

The wind changed, and he flapped his wings to correct his trajectory, a bit annoyed. He really liked being an eagle and flying around in the sky, but these creatures were way too feeble. Any little change of atmosphere and they could drop down to the floor helpless.

He angled his flight and dropped toward the floor. He let his speed build up until all he heard was the sound of the wind in his ears. He kept on, until he got at five meters away from the floor. Then, he opened his wings and braked, transforming into a human as he was two meters away from the ground. He landed a bit hard and rolled once to slow himself.

He got back up, sweeping his clothes clear of dust and dirt. He looked around. He had landed on a hill from which he could see the city a bit further to the east. A grimace of disgust appeared on his face at the sight of the cloud of black smoke he could see exit its proximity. These humans really had no consideration for His creation. He shook his head to stop thinking about it. That was not his mission; he had to come off it.

He started walking toward it, knowing that it might take some time.