The closer she reached to the ground the louder the screams were. Screams from demons, humans and angels. The floor was coated in dead bodies. Blood splashed every time someone stepped. She had been doing just fine. These demons were nothing compared to Michael.
She pushed on wiping out three at a time. She felt like nothing could stop her. She had been fighting a demon and wasn't paying much attention to the things around her. Another demon had come to the side of her. She turned her head just in time to see the scythe that has make its way towards her lower half. She dodged the blade slicing a clean cut across her arm.
She grabbed her arm a sting pain came from it. Another angel aided her by killing the demon. She smiled and nodded to show her appreciation. She removed her hand away from her wound and went on fighting. A few minutes had passed when she started to feel ill. The battle field was spinning before her eyes.
Her body felt hundreds of degrees warmer. She didn't want to move her legs felt like they would crush under the new weight her body caused. She gazed up to see if anything was around her. She saw double of what was earlier. A human ran towards her sword back ready to kill her. She commanded her body to move but it did nothing.
A cold blade entered the center of her stomach. Her eyes widen, a small trail of blood dripped from her mouth. She opened her mouth a scream escaped. The scream was heart crushing. What humans were left that picked up her scream stopped and looked at her. Each one of them looking upon her like a loved one who is being hurt.
Michael had been fighting when he heard the scream. There were many other screams but this one sound different to him. He ran to where the scream was. He stopped when he saw what was before him. Lexine was on standing a man had a sword threw her stomach. He looked like a kid when they know they did something wrong.
Michael ran over to her despite the fact the man looked sorry for what he just did he killed him anyway. Lexine stood there. The sword was pulled out as the man fell to the ground. "Lexine!" Michael screamed trying to get her to move. Her eyes filled with a glaze. She looked distant, and lost. Michael grabbed her tucking her under his arm safely.
He flew into the sky going as fast as he could to Raphael. Raphael was currently patching up a bleeding angel. "Raphael." He turned around to see Michael heading his way with someone in his arm. The closer he got the better he could make out whom it was. His face went white when he saw Lexine.
Michael had now landed and was walking quickly towards Raphael. Raphael was getting an area ready for her. Michael carefully set her down on the table. A nurse angel placed a towel on top of her wound to stop the bleeding. Lexine made no movement she showed no expression.
Raphael examined her noticing the other small cuts on her but one caught his eye. It was on her arm. Purplish goo was secreting from it. He recognized this as a poison right away. Michael had been standing to the side waiting to hear something. Raphael noticed. "Michael you need to go back to the battle field." "No. Not until I know she's fine." He shot back quickly. Raphael smiled noticing Michael was showing affection for someone or something other them him. "Don't' worry Michael. I promise She'll be fine." Michael stared for a minute then left to go back to the battle. Raphael looked back to her and whispered to himself. "I hope."
Michael had arrived back at the battlefield. He wanted to end this as fast as possible. Demons and humans fell left and right. When they began to become out numbered they retreated. Most angels stayed to search for any survivors and found few. Michael had gone back to the infirmary. He arrived and she wants there. Neither was Raphael. He grabbed a nurse angel. "Where are they?" She looked petrified of him. "He toke her back to her room." He let go and went there.
Raphael set her down gently. Her eyes had closed her wounds stopped bleeding. She was breathing scarcely. He treated her for the poison but wasn't sure if it would work. The door burst open. "Is she okay?" Raphael turned to the door Michael standing in the doorway. He stood up from his knelt position. "She's alive but barely. She was poisoned during the battle." Michael closed the door behind him and walked towards her bed. "So she'll be fine?" Raphael gazed at her for a moment her silent body lying there.
He looked up at Michael his eyes filled with sadness and pity for Lexine. "The antidote may never take affect and it could kill her slowly and painfully. We could do nothing but watch her die. It might take affect and she may never wake up." His eyes filled with hope. "Then there's the small chance it will work and everything will be fine and she'll wake up." Michaels face went pale. "Small chance?" He asked quietly. "The poison had a while to get threw her body if she couldn't fight it off then there is no hope." Michael sat down at her side. "Then I'll wait." Raphael looked at him. "I'll wait with you."
Michael looked at Raphael as he sat down by his side. "I'm going to miss her." Raphael said quietly. "Me too. But I know she'll wake up." He responded quietly as he watched her holding on for her life. He grabbed her hand. A small smile appeared on her face. "I just know it." He thought to himself.
