Tears

His eyes fluttered open. The Hylden Lord had tore him from his world and had broken him like tiny twigs in his hands, but at least he had given Kain that one small moment, that one small chance to claim the sword that would be the fiend's down fall.

His wounds shot evil pains that flashed through him, stunning him to his core and send him into a wreck of quivering flesh. Tears poured from his eyes as the pain took him, but through the blur of tears he could see his new home, structures of glass and metal rose high into the azure sky and the sun of mid day shown brightly as birds flocked over head. The magic of the nexus stone would destroy the portal utterly… the malfunctioning portal had saved him.

Planar travel is an unpredictable thing at best, and malfunctioning portals are deceptively deadly for the traveler would never know until he crossed its swirling threshold where it would send him. He smiled through his pain for fate had allowed him to defeat his tormentor at last, the same tormentor that not just cast him into the portal, had not just imprisoned him to feed the mass, or took control of his body to fight Raziel, but the very general of his enemy.

Fate had so many twists and turns that plagued and tore at him like thistles but for once it had worked in his favor, and he couldn't help but laugh. And then he remembered Kain, and his smile faded, all hope rested with him. Slowly his eyes turned to the strange horseless carriages that went about seemingly on their own accord. He watched them for a moment, as his vision spun sickeningly to blackness once again.

Her brows slanted in frustration, as she chased frantically after the little one that eluded her while trying and failing to carry the bags of groceries that weighed her down.

"Mary, don't run off!"

The little girl ran, bouncing on little legs over the blackened and dusty pavement that reflected the light blindingly through the lines of parked sparkling cars. The hot summer breeze blew weakly through her sandy blond hair as she ran. Her mother huffed and called out again, and suddenly she stopped turned to her left and knelt between two cars.

She could hear the sound of her mother's steps hastening towards her and her little voice called out loudly. "Mommy look, an angel!"

Her mother stopped and cursed to her self as a plastic bag split sending oranges falling and rolling mockingly down the gentle slop of the parking lot. "Damn it." She cursed silently as she watched her wayward oranges laugh at her from afar.

From below a little hand tugged vigorously at the hem of her dress, calling out to be heard "Mommy, mommy look."

She turned slowly burning a final glare into the oranges that seemed to beam in defiant glee in the distance- she was not prepared for what lay still before her. In dried blood a raven winged creature lay unconscious. She stood dumbfounded not noticing the car that passed behind her and honked casting her rudely from her amazed state. "Don't get too close…"

The kneeling girl's head turned and her eyes sparkled tear filled in the sun. "Why mommy, now you don't have to cry at night because God sent his angel to help you smile since daddy went to heaven."

Her heart broke, and she struggled to hold the tears that brimmed in her eyes. "You heard me crying?" It had been only a month since her husband Rick had died in a car accident; she still wore her wedding ring.

"Yes, I was praying that God would make you happy again, and look an angel!" she said smiling, a tear falling from her light brown eyes.

The mother broke and tears rained from her eyes. She knelt forgetting her groceries and embraced her little one, as they both held each other weeping the "angel" stirred.

He rose up on his elbows slowly and winced as he moved his sore muscles. He looked and caught sight of the two that held each other and his heart burned with compassion. "Why do you cry?"

Woot! Lame cliff hanger, don't you just love those? Of course you do! Well, find out next time. I was going to write the first ever man-write fangirl story, seeing how much everyone likes those. If you get lucky it might turn into one of those or a torid love affair Of course I am just kidding! So review or else, and remember to check in with what ever RockyShore is working on- she's a truly fantabulous writer!