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Adam jolts awake and instinctively reaches for his knife, but he doesn't feel it. He stands slowly and cautiously observes his surroundings. There are burnt trees and the remains of plant life. There is no real smell to the scenery, only the wind brushing past his nose.
"I have your things"
Adam is startled by the sudden voice and pivots abruptly toward the sound. The angel appears with a worn, brown bag in one hand and a large knife in the other. He holds them out to Adam who grabs his things from him.
"I'm sorry I-"
"I don't care" Adam cuts him off sternly
"Take me back to the road, now" Adam demands, glaring at the angel.
"But I think you'll be safer traveling-"
Adam holds his knife to the angels throat and stares coldly into his eyes.
"I don't give a damn. Take me back to the road now, or you die."
Samandriel glances down at the knife then back up to Adams hard stare.
"Okay." He agrees
There's a fluttering noise and they are back on the cracked asphalt.
Adam picks up his bag, pockets his knife, and begins walking forward. Adam feels the other boy following him and without stopping yells
" leave me alone"
"I can't do that"
"Yeah, you can. Just stop walking."
"I mean I really can't. I'm bonded to you now. I have to follow you. It's part of your protection."
Adam stops and turns around.
"Now why the hell would you do that?"
"I told you, we need your help to save humans and the souls and angels heaven. You do want that, don't you?"
dean leafs flow by on a light breeze
"Doesn't everyone?" Adam continues walking. Samandriel walks closer.
"I know you don't like me, and would like your space but-"
"If you want to make this experience slightly tolerable for the both of us, how about shutting up and staying out of my way?
"Sorry" Then Samandriel goes quiet. The only sound is the footsteps of boot and shoe over the dirt and broken up pavement.
It's over two hours later when they begin to hear something. It's a low growl. Adam halt abruptly causing his 'body guard' to bump into him
"What is it?"
"Shh!" Adam reaches for his knife and puts his bag slowly on the floor. Adam and Samandriel move closer tot he noise. Then a dog leaps out of the bush. THe dog is large and foaming at the mouth. It leaps at Adam, and he kicks the dog.
It yelps but comes back. Adam is ready to kill it when three more come out. Samandriel steps in front of Adam and the dogs start attacking him. Adam looks mad and stabs a dog in the back. One of the other dogs leaps on him and he cuts its neck, getting a bit of dog blood on him.
Samandriel closes his eyes and the other two dogs break their necks, with a loud cracking noise. They drop dead in a pool of blood. Adam wipes blood from his cheek with his sleeve and wipes off his blade.
The angel looks down at the dogs and frowns
"I thought I told you to stay out fo my way. I can handle myself" Adam picks up his bag and continues walking.
"I'm sorry but they were going to hurt you"
"Yeah. They looked like that didn't they? Look at yourself." Adam points to his leg which is bleeding slightly.
"Don't apologize. You're the one that's hurt" Adam walks back over to the angel and crouches to get a better view of the gash
"You won't bleed out, but it'll hurt like a bitch." Adam stands and glances toward the dead dogs.
"No pun intended" He says and turns back around
Samandriel cocks his head to the side trying to process the meaning of a 'pun'. He leaves it alone and catches up with Adam, who is picking up his things from the dusty, abandoned road.
Further down they see an old gas station. They get closer and the building is covered in grime and moss. On the front of the building "WELCOME HOME" is written in what's probably human blood. Adam has had to learn not to let things like blood and gore affect him too much. There's too much of it. Things like this could ruin a guy. Though Adam believes he's already damaged. 19 years, and the last 5 spent in a place like this. Now he's got this guy-angel-whoever, who looks no older than 18, stuck to him.
Adam looks at the horizon and sees the sun is setting. He looks to his left and notices something off the road. It's a small sandal, attached to the foot of a mutilated little girl. She couldn't be older than 6, Adam guesses. He feels sick and turns his head away.
Samandriel places a hand on his shoulder and brings him out of his state. He shrugs it off and walks in larger strides. Soon, he spots a house. It's decrepit and not the best choice of the color green, but it'll do. The boy gets to the porch and the angel has stopped at the curb.
"What's your deal?"
"I can't go inside"
"Why not?"
"Its angel proofed. Can you take down the symbols?"
Adam sighs and opens the door. He takes a few steps into the outdated house and then Samandriel hears a loud thump and see's the door shut with a loud bang and enough force to shake the windows.
"Adam!" he yells, unable to move.
"No" His face is plastered in failure and concern
"ADAM!"
