Hi, I am kinda new to writing fanfic, so don't go harping on me about crappy writing. I am trying my best, and it you want to read the original, you can find it on AO3 under the same title. Now on with Show!
We leave the bar heading straight for my truck. Once inside I turn on the ignition and drive into the street heading to the apartment.
"Any place they told you to be?" I ask Shad after enterin' the freeway. "Nothing you have to do in order to get a location?"
"Yeah, an old meat warehouse. They said to come alone, then they'd tell me what they wanted," he said nervously. "Why we headin' to your place?"
"Just pickin' up an insurance policy of mine. Nothing to worry about," let's just hope I can reach him on time.
Thirty minutes later, after grabbing a couple items ... for the policy, we were a few minutes out from the warehouse and Shadow brought some guns as an idea for getting Maria back. Upon arriving, something struck me as odd. The warehouse happened to have only the side door and the big door for delivery trucks. The thing that struck me as odd was the lack of people.
"Okay, um.. Shads? where do we go to get Maria?"
"They said the side door and to the meat lockers,"he said while I climbed out of the truck. "Where are you going?"
"The roof. I'm gonna sneak in when you enter. Hand me that revolver," I ask grabbing my, 'ahem', insurance policy having been handed the 1930's looking Smith & Wesson. "Where the fuck did ya get this?"
"Found it next to a book in your apartment with a note, 'Kill em' good', mean anythin'?" he asked. After hearing that little message I couldn't help but grin knowingly.
"Means exactly what it says, now I'll enter through the roof then you wait two minutes an enter. Got it?" he nodded, albeit suspiciously. Easily climbing to the top of building, I notice a open window or three. This was getting weirder. First no guards, and now open windows? I smelt a trap entering the building, getting on the cat walk. I opened my bag noticing ten armed Irish men. Getting everything set up I watched, waiting for the right moment. Then, Shadow entered with his bag of guns, his face grim.
"So you actually listened. I was starting to think that we would have to kill your little sister." One of the armed men said, just be in charge.
"Yeah, I'm here. Now give me back my sister." Shad stated.
"Certainly." the guard in charge signalled to another. Then, Maria was marched in at gunpoint by two others. Having spotted Shadow she ran forward, into his warm embrace. "Just one little thing," the guard says.
"What?" Shadow asks with caution in his tone.
"This," then the guard raises up his gun and fires at Maria.
"Maria!" my brother yells, and I light up my summoning circle with black rage. Suddenly Shadow pulls out a gun of his own and fires three shots at the cumrags that call themselves human. He manages to take down one and wound the one charge. But he was quickly cut down. As he fell to the ground, I saw him grab hold of Maria and clutch her close to his bloody torso, like as if he was rocking her to sleep. Before he succumbed to his fate he looked up at me, and I saw his lips move, mouthing 'kill those fuckers'… and then I let all Hell rain down on these lackeys of the mob.
The portal opens next to me as I stand, "Hey! Crapstains of the Human race! Prepare to die!" I yell to the soon to be dead men. A silver flash darts last me striking the closest of the eleven surviving guards, quickly going for a second after gutting the first. The creature in question appeared to be a serpent of 20 feet in length, with metal scales and a long sharp blade at the end of its tail. Yeah, not who I was originally going for, but hey! It work's.
The second guard screams in agony as the serpent quickly wraps around him and squeezed. Even from fifteen feet away I could hear his bones cracking. Suddenly, it bites down on his arm and stings him with a barbed tongue. He screams in ultimate agony, but for some reason I don't feel any sense of remorse. Noticing two more guards try to make a break for the exit, I pull out my gun fire three shots. One in the leg of the first, and one in the skull and torso of the second. Quickly, I go down the ladder as I hear the screams of three more men getting torn apart. As I wander what's left of the bloodied corpses, I feel a sense of power running through my veins, as if I could take on the world and win. Looking up just as the serpent rips off the head of the seventh guard spraying blood, I notice the wounded one by the door trying to escape.
I walked over, feeling the power grow with each step. When I reached him it was the same one who shot my brother and was shot by him. Looking at him all I could think about was how he killed my brother and sister-in-law with no remorse. Suddenly, my arm felt heavier and in it was a beautiful obsidian sickle, it's twin in my left hand. Raising both up, I brought them down upon him with grace, as if I had used them all my life. Watching the blood spatter and hearing his scream was bliss, a perfect beginning to my revenge. Looking behind me I saw the serpent finish up two more men, leaving two for me it seemed. Moving faster than should be possible, I cut their throats with my blades and watched as the blood sprayed out from the neck wounds as the heads fell off, rolling with faces frozen in terror. Wiping my sickle blades on the dry clothing of a dead body, I sent the creature back through the portal and close it.
Looking around at the carnage I invoked, something inside me felt different, as if I was meant to bring about the deaths of all of them. Then, an image flashed before my eyes, from my perspective a blade came forward and cut across my left eye, staggering I saw only with my right eye, and before me was a winged being, "You are a fool Michael!" my voice said.
"I believe not, Chaos. Even though you are an Archangel, your wings have turned black as midnight and you were a friend of the Traitor." Michael bellowed.
"As were you! He was our brother, and yet you have forgotten this like it was nothing! As for my wings, they have slowly changed but I am no fool. The color of my wings has no sway over my temperament, but with a heart heavy I realize I am no longer welcome in the Halls of Heaven. Tell father that I take my leave to live with the mortals, but not before I take my weaponry." Walking away towards a room that felt familiar, in it I grabbed my sickles, an obsidian sword, my spear, bow and quiver, and a journal. Flapping my wings, I fly down to the Earth.
Then, I was back in the warehouse, but my sickles had disappeared. Realizing where I was, I grabbed my bag and Shadow's running to my truck and headed back to the apartment where I would plot the end for my enemies. Though while I was driving the vision I had left me puzzled, it was though I had traveled back in time to see something important, but what?