Chapter 7: (The correctly numbered one...) Denied by both heaven and Hell
Dallas sat in his room, raven had left only a few minutes ago, and tears
already poured down his face, but they were not normal nears, from eye,
slow black droplets settled down his face, in his other, a slow gleam of
bright white dripped down his face. His body raged inside, screaming at
him, to seek revenge upon the daughter of the man who destroyed his kind,
but his mind and his heart told him other wise, it had been a long time
sense he had this kind of struggle against himself, for the longest time
his fathers side of him had remained dominant, but now his mother, his
beautiful mother, who returned him to earth....her half was taking over now,
her half was controlling his emotions, his will his want to forgive raven,
as he sat up he began to think. Did he really have anything too forgive,
after all there was nothing she could have done, and her father was a
totally different person then her, he could see that. As he lay on his bed,
and closed his eyes trying to stop the tears from flowing, his mind
wandered back, to only a short time ago, when he had learned, of his true
nature....
The rain was only beginning to come down as Dallas walked through the grass field just outside the city, he had been a wanderer for a few years now, and was used too walking from place to place, with nothing particular to do. As he wandered, his eyes came upon a small house, outside a little girl with bright red hair played in the dirt, he smiled, he was glad to see there was some innocence left in the world, he walked toward the girl slowly, not wanting to frighten her, as he approached the girl looked up at him and smiled, her front two teeth were missing it made him laugh alittle. He bent down infront of her. "Hello little girl, what's your name?" She looked at him and shrugged. "Marissa" she continued playing in the dirt, tossing it about.
"Hello Marissa, I'm Dallas, are your mommy and daddy home?" she shook her head no.
"Those two bad men came and took mommy away, and daddy went after her...so now its just me and Jordan"
"Who'se Jordan?" Dallas asked. Marissa then pointed to a young man sleeping against a tree, he couldn't of been more then 13, and he was left here with his little sister, poor boy, poor girl. Dallas smiled down at the little girl.
"Marissa, which way did your daddy go?" Marissa pointed toward a darkened path that lead into a deep black forest, Dallas rose too his feet, and darted off toward the woods, he put his senses to work, as he picked up a scent which appeared to be similar too Marissa's. He followed it for days, over mountains and rivers, until finally he came upon a camp. There must have been a hundred bandits down there, he scanned the area from high above a rock. He noticed a woman on a stake, fiery red hair sticking too her worn face. Her clothing had been ripped and torn, obviously, something terrible had happened too her. Dallas closed his eyes and focused his senses, she was still alive, he could hear her heart beating steadily, he growled, these basterds. Dallas felt a rage rising within him, a deep seeded rage of seeing a helpless woman tortured and god only knew what else, with a defiant roar he stood up his wings ripping from his back, he dove from the cliff down toward the encampment, his body in a blur as he exploded into black flame, their were screams of pain heard from the men of the camp for miles around, blood filled the air and damped the ground, the woman tied too the pole could only watch in shock as Dallas ripped through these men, like they were nothing. As his rage setteled, dallas realized the extent of what he had done, body parts lay strewn around him, and the woman he had come to rescue starred at him, with shock and awe, as sharp finger nails retracted back into his body, he walked over too her, and untied her. He said only one thing "You're husband and a small band of men will be coming over the hill soon....they will take you home.." he took too the sky's as the woman could only gawk, however there was a buzzing suddenly through the air, and an arrow flew through the sky, it slammed into Dallas's chest sending him toppling too the ground, the archer, a barely alive mercenary dropped dead after shooting the arrow, Dallas had been expecting a gun shot perhaps, but an arrow, such a primitive weapon, he had not prepared himself for, as he fell to the ground the world grew cold, the light faded away and he hit the ground with a mighty crash, kicking up dust and debris everywhere. Dallas, was dead.
The world around him grew brighter with a sudden flash, the arrow in his chest gone dallas sat up and looked around, clouds...he was surrounded by clouds, he stood up and looked around, noticing a figure in the distance he headed toward it, "Excuse me! Excuse me, where am I?" the figure turned around and Dallas stopped in his steps, the woman bore a striking resemblance too him, she stood as tall as he was, her off blue hair hung down past her shoulders, but her eyes were what caught Dallas's attention most, a deep emerald green, just like his.
"In purgatory my child...I wish so badly you could join me in heaven...you cannot though...my love for your father, and his for me has damned you too purgatory...a demon is not welcome in heaven..nor is an angel welcome in hell..." Dallas eye's widen.
"You...can't be my mother..my mother...was a demon.." The woman shook her head and sighed.
"My son, your adopted mother was a demon....your true origin was hidden from you, and the rest of the world, except your father and I...you..are both a demon and an angel my child, that is why such atrocities against humans anger you so, being half demon, you act on your anger, and things like this happen...I can only do this for you once my son..and for it, they will probably take my wings..but go my child, return to earth, live your life..." With that there was a sudden burst of light, and Dallas sat up, breathing heavily he stared at the black sky, night had come, he was on gerney, being carried by two men, he sat up, and the man in the back dropped him in shock. He ran too the front of the line. "He's alive! HE's Alive!" Dallas stared at the sky, he was un-wanted, by heaven or hell, at this moment, there was no where that he belonged...
Coming soon: Chapter 8 - The beginnings of Friendship Authors note: Thanks for all your reviews once again, this thing is probably going to be over thirty chapters, and small spoiler, it wont be for atleast 5 more chapters that they begin to develop feelings for each other, they have to be friends first right?
The rain was only beginning to come down as Dallas walked through the grass field just outside the city, he had been a wanderer for a few years now, and was used too walking from place to place, with nothing particular to do. As he wandered, his eyes came upon a small house, outside a little girl with bright red hair played in the dirt, he smiled, he was glad to see there was some innocence left in the world, he walked toward the girl slowly, not wanting to frighten her, as he approached the girl looked up at him and smiled, her front two teeth were missing it made him laugh alittle. He bent down infront of her. "Hello little girl, what's your name?" She looked at him and shrugged. "Marissa" she continued playing in the dirt, tossing it about.
"Hello Marissa, I'm Dallas, are your mommy and daddy home?" she shook her head no.
"Those two bad men came and took mommy away, and daddy went after her...so now its just me and Jordan"
"Who'se Jordan?" Dallas asked. Marissa then pointed to a young man sleeping against a tree, he couldn't of been more then 13, and he was left here with his little sister, poor boy, poor girl. Dallas smiled down at the little girl.
"Marissa, which way did your daddy go?" Marissa pointed toward a darkened path that lead into a deep black forest, Dallas rose too his feet, and darted off toward the woods, he put his senses to work, as he picked up a scent which appeared to be similar too Marissa's. He followed it for days, over mountains and rivers, until finally he came upon a camp. There must have been a hundred bandits down there, he scanned the area from high above a rock. He noticed a woman on a stake, fiery red hair sticking too her worn face. Her clothing had been ripped and torn, obviously, something terrible had happened too her. Dallas closed his eyes and focused his senses, she was still alive, he could hear her heart beating steadily, he growled, these basterds. Dallas felt a rage rising within him, a deep seeded rage of seeing a helpless woman tortured and god only knew what else, with a defiant roar he stood up his wings ripping from his back, he dove from the cliff down toward the encampment, his body in a blur as he exploded into black flame, their were screams of pain heard from the men of the camp for miles around, blood filled the air and damped the ground, the woman tied too the pole could only watch in shock as Dallas ripped through these men, like they were nothing. As his rage setteled, dallas realized the extent of what he had done, body parts lay strewn around him, and the woman he had come to rescue starred at him, with shock and awe, as sharp finger nails retracted back into his body, he walked over too her, and untied her. He said only one thing "You're husband and a small band of men will be coming over the hill soon....they will take you home.." he took too the sky's as the woman could only gawk, however there was a buzzing suddenly through the air, and an arrow flew through the sky, it slammed into Dallas's chest sending him toppling too the ground, the archer, a barely alive mercenary dropped dead after shooting the arrow, Dallas had been expecting a gun shot perhaps, but an arrow, such a primitive weapon, he had not prepared himself for, as he fell to the ground the world grew cold, the light faded away and he hit the ground with a mighty crash, kicking up dust and debris everywhere. Dallas, was dead.
The world around him grew brighter with a sudden flash, the arrow in his chest gone dallas sat up and looked around, clouds...he was surrounded by clouds, he stood up and looked around, noticing a figure in the distance he headed toward it, "Excuse me! Excuse me, where am I?" the figure turned around and Dallas stopped in his steps, the woman bore a striking resemblance too him, she stood as tall as he was, her off blue hair hung down past her shoulders, but her eyes were what caught Dallas's attention most, a deep emerald green, just like his.
"In purgatory my child...I wish so badly you could join me in heaven...you cannot though...my love for your father, and his for me has damned you too purgatory...a demon is not welcome in heaven..nor is an angel welcome in hell..." Dallas eye's widen.
"You...can't be my mother..my mother...was a demon.." The woman shook her head and sighed.
"My son, your adopted mother was a demon....your true origin was hidden from you, and the rest of the world, except your father and I...you..are both a demon and an angel my child, that is why such atrocities against humans anger you so, being half demon, you act on your anger, and things like this happen...I can only do this for you once my son..and for it, they will probably take my wings..but go my child, return to earth, live your life..." With that there was a sudden burst of light, and Dallas sat up, breathing heavily he stared at the black sky, night had come, he was on gerney, being carried by two men, he sat up, and the man in the back dropped him in shock. He ran too the front of the line. "He's alive! HE's Alive!" Dallas stared at the sky, he was un-wanted, by heaven or hell, at this moment, there was no where that he belonged...
Coming soon: Chapter 8 - The beginnings of Friendship Authors note: Thanks for all your reviews once again, this thing is probably going to be over thirty chapters, and small spoiler, it wont be for atleast 5 more chapters that they begin to develop feelings for each other, they have to be friends first right?