Tears of An Angel...
A/N: Tough chapter might I add, but I guess I owe it to all of my wonderful reviewers! Seriously guys...I was like in shock that this story got so much feedback, truly I cried of joy :D Here's the chappie, next one should be better since I had such a hard time with this one, the Phantom will come in in the next one, so dont worry if he isnt in this one my dears! Enjoy!
Sidenote to some of you:
xXChaoticOrderXx: I love the emotion behind that, 'U. WILL. DIE!' It made my day ;D
pidpit: Glad your enjoying it, and thank you for reviewing the previous chappies ;D I love it when people do that :)
SexyKnickers: Oh...dont worry, he'll suffer, alot. ;)
TwilightxWolfxRena: Oh dear lord you made me blush :3 Thank you sooo much for all the compliments...I must admit when I first saw the whole 'Hello darlin' I thought I was going to get lectured on how this story sucked and how I should probably stop writing because its all too perfect and good to be true XD but I never expected such an amazing review, the Phantom would be proud :D Hell, I know Im damn proud to have a reviewer like you. Truly. Thank you.
Ireland Savage: It all happens for a reason right? And yes she's been through alot, but things will get better...promise ;D
Clumsy Clouds: Well, this answers your questions partially, atleast about her brother's child :)
BANEHiwatari: I couldnt agree more, to be taken over by things like that...it is truly weak to let your feelings get the better of you and do things like that...glad you understood that he really does love her, but well...rage isnt something easily controlled, and yes...I wouldnt want to anger the Opera Ghost...ever. D: but well, he asked for it ;D
"Cover my eyes,
Cover my ears,
Tell me these words are a lie,
It cant be true…
That I'm losing you,
The sun cannot fall from the sky…
Can you hear heaven cry?
The tears of an angel,
Tears of angel,
Tears of an angel…
Stop every clock,
Stars are in shock,
The river would run to the sea,
I wont let you fly,
I wont say goodbye…
I wont let you slip away from me…
Can you hear heaven cry?
Tears of an angel,
Tears of an angel,
Tears of an angel…
So hold on,
Be strong,
Everyday on we'll go,
I'm here, dont you fear,
Little one…
Dont let go…
Dont let go…
Cover my eyes,
Cover my ears,
Tell me these words are a lie…"
-Tears of An Angel, RyanDan
The digital clock on the desk marked 3:00 AM, usually everyone would be sleeping by now. But that was not the case for the gang of bikers who found themselves in the waiting room of a hospital. The receptionist at the desk glancing at them periodically and then at the phone ready to call the police if they caused any disruption.
Gabriel paced the room nervously running a hand through his hair and sighing, this wasn't looking promising for any of them.
"Who's gonna call Lucifer?" Voodoo commented anything but thrilled. They all glanced at each other, none of them wanted to do it, but it was better to tell him themselves instead of him finding out later.
Logan merely ignored the men around him and maintained his eyes locked on the floor, he couldn't fathom how they had come to this. Here they all were, waiting for the doctor to come out and tell them how their leader was doing, she was in a bad shape. Worst that they had expected, he had low hopes. She had been coughing up blood all the way to the hospital.
Judas was proof of that; his black leather jacket bore blood stains on it. He kept glancing at them grimly while shifting his gaze to the doors where they had seen the doctors carry her through. He pulled out his cellphone seeing how no one was going to dare and call their second in command.
Several tense moments later Lucifer picked up his phone, "What?" he snarled since it was on speaker. Gabriel's eyes flickered over to Judas; this was clearly not the right time to tell him what had happened.
"It's…its Monica," Judas murmured turning his back on the group of men who all held their breaths, several moments passed before he answered back.
"What happened?" he asked calmly, too calmly. They all knew better, there would be hell to pay for letting this happen to her.
"She…well," he paused sighing once more and decided to just tell him and deal with the consequences later, "she's pretty banged up Lucifer, she was coughing up blood and refused to wake up when we stirred her, it was Jack who did it, were at the hospital right now…" Judas finalized as an eerie silence came from the other line.
"How could you incompetent dogs let this happen! I'll be over there in a few minutes, and I swear…if she doesn't make it through this…I will personally skin you all like the pigs that you are!" he barked before a loud crack was heard and the line went dead.
"He threw his phone…didn't he?" Gabriel commented wincing from the harsh tone Lucifer had used before jumping when a voice startled them all from their thoughts.
"Where is my fraulein?" a child asked as they all stopped their current tasks and turned to look at the sliding doors of the entrance. There stood Kiri, holding on to Beatrice's hand, her black teddy bear in the other.
She let go of Beatrice almost instantly and ran to the doors of the hospital before Gabriel stopped her.
"Kiri, you can't go in there love, you have to wait," he told her holding her small frame back and crouching down to see her eye level.
"But…I want to see the fraulein!" she cried holding back tears, her soft chocolate curls falling from her ponytail and framing her face. Her cheeks flushed due to the unforgiving winter air outside.
Her bright emerald eyes locking with Gabriel's own ghostly grey, she launched herself into his arms as he merely remained crouched. After a moment or so, one of his own arms wrapped around her and pulled her close as she sniffled against his chest.
"Thanks for calling me," Beatrice said as she looked at Logan who merely nodded in response. His attention back to the pair near the door. It was a rare sight for anyone who didn't know them, to see such an innocent child in the arms of a biker with spiked hair and leather jacket.
But they all knew Kiri so well; she was like their own child. And yet, to see her suffering over Monica like that caused unease throughout the group in the waiting room. The door to the hospital suddenly swung open, the doctor from before standing in the doorway with a grim expression on his face.
"How is she doc?" Voodoo asked standing followed by the rest as the doctor eyed them all. He knew how bikers always got themselves into tight fixes, but this by far was probably one of the worst cases he had seen.
"To be completely honest monsieur's, and mademoiselle, she is not well," he told them addressing the men and Beatrice with a slight frown, "she had three broken ribs, a punctured lung, due to this internal bleeding, and a severe cut on her abdomen…we have already taken care of all of this, but that is not the bad news," he told them as they all took the news, one hit after the other.
"She appears unresponsive to everything we've done, whatever happened to her it must have been such a shock that the poor child refuses to wake," he commented in a low voice as Voodoo cursed and swung at a nearby wall with his fist. Gabriel sighed in regret and looked at Kiri who suddenly appeared to have frozen in his arms upon hearing the news.
Despite being four years old, she understood what broken, bleeding, and refusing to wake meant. She was not happy to hear it; she wanted to see her fraulein badly. To be by her side. She was all the family she had left, she had been told that countless times before. But now, it seemed to really sink in.
"Can we…can we see her?" Beatrice asked suddenly understanding the situation. Logan had told her she had been badly beaten up, but that was an understatement to what the doctor had just told them.
The doctor nodded and proceeded to walking them to the room in which Monica was currently in. Kiri holding Gabriel's hand tightly as she walked along sorrowfully dragging her feet, her teddy bear handing low to the ground brushing against the stone cold floor occasionally. She hated hospitals; she had seen her parents here for the last time. In general, hospitals meant death to her.
"Hey kid, she'll be ok," Judas told her walking next to her as her head dropped even lower, she briefly glanced up to look at him, big green eyes pooled with tears as she rose her had weakly.
"Could you hold him?" she asked quietly as Judas stared back at her hand, and the teddy bear she held it in it. He merely nodded and took it and continued walking before he felt a small hand wrap around his free one. He glanced down to see Kiri holding onto his hand as well as they all approached the room and entered.
"God, she would have hated this," Voodoo commented looking around at the various devices that stood around her bedside, the needles sticking into her skin and the constant beeping the machines made. Judas grimaced as well, Voodoo was right…she would have despised the idea of merely being in a hospital, but now to be the one on the bed…that would have upset her greatly.
Kiri let go of both of their hands and ran over to the side of the bed and hopped trying to see her fraulein despite her short stature. Logan walked over and took her into his arms as he rose her up higher for her to get a better view. He almost wished he hadn't.
Kiri instantly let out a whimper upon seeing her only living relative in such a state, her lip was bruised and cut, her whole body, or what was exposed was a sea of dark purple and blue bruises. Her eyes remained shut the whole time. Not once did the shift or give the slightest indication that she would wake.
"Fraulein?" Kiri asked reaching out with her small hand as she took Monica's left hand and held it close to her. The tears spilled from her eyes as she clutched her future mother's hand. She couldn't afford to lose her like she had done with her parents.
Beatrice stepped out of the room; this was too much for her. The bastard had really gotten some good hits in before he left. This was overwhelming to her; she couldn't even fathom how Kiri was still in the room despite the condition Monica was in. This was too much for a four year old to handle, and yet there she was refusing to leave the bedside.
"Fraulein…please, wake up," she cried her small body shaking in fear of losing her, and anger at the man who had hurt her. Logan continued to hold her up. His eyes closed tightly, his mind blocking out Kiri's desperate cries and pleas for Monica to wake up. His jaw was set tightly, teeth gritting every time the child in his arms sobbed for the woman he had grown to know over the past few years. Voodoo stepped out into the hallway, Kiri's cries had been too much for him as well, his throat felt constricted, he had to get out.
Judas stood on the other side of the bed, looking down at her in rage, he would find Jack, and he would kill him for causing all of this. Gabriel standing next to him, his hand over Monica's right hand, he could barely feel her pulse. That alone was terrifying.
They had already lost her brother and his wife; they couldn't possibly lose her as well.
Echoes coming from the hall startled them all, they were harsh sounding. Boots hitting the delicate white floors. They heard Voodoo and Beatrice gasp and step aside as the devil himself stepped through the doorway.
"Lucifer," Gabriel told him bowing his head in acknowledgement and stepping aside followed by Judas who merely glanced at their second in command before allowing him space.
To say that Lucifer was intimidating was a grave understatement. In fact that's how he had gotten through the reception desk; he had scared the poor woman so badly that she had pointed him off in the direction where the room he was looking for was.
He had his hair spiked like all of them, problem was, his curled naturally at the ends mimicking a pair of horns. He had his crimson eye contacts in replacing his own grey pair of haunting orbs. His canine teeth sharpened more than your average person, were bared through the sneer he was directing at the men in the room.
He walked over to the side of the bed Monica found herself in and stopped when he reached her side. He sighed, his sneer disappearing as he took in her state, and with every second that passed his temper increased. He would have Jack's head, at all costs.
He pulled off one of his gloves with his teeth as he reached out hesitantly and caressed her bruised cheek. Pain flashed through his eyes before being replaced by a deep rage that bubbled within him.
"The doc said she hasn't woken, or showed any responses to what they've done," Judas told him standing next to Lucifer knowing full well what he was planning just by the sudden change in mood.
Lucifer pulled his hand back after letting it linger on her cheek for the briefest of moment; he pulled his glove back on and glanced at Kiri who clung to Logan for dear life asking why Monica wasn't waking. She couldn't understand why her eyes wouldn't open, and she wouldn't for a while.
Lucifer's gaze hardened upon looking at the child and then Monica who remained on the bed next to him.
He turned to look at the remaining men, plans already forming.
"I want Jack, preferably alive so I can teach him some manners…now go! Inform everyone, I want to hear that pig squeal for mercy," he ordered as Judas, Gabriel, and Voodoo happily walked out of the room and went to do as he had told them. They wanted Jack's blood as much as he did, and once the gang found out there would be no pace for him to hide in.
Lucifer walked out of the room after they had gone, all he could hear was Logan's voice reassuring Kiri.
"She will wake, trust me mon ange…she will wake," Logan told her as he settled down on a chair that he had pulled up next to the bed, Kiri crying in his arms still.
Beatrice stepped out of the way as the devil passed by her, he stormed down the hall, doctors and nurses pressing themselves up against the walls giving Lucifer space to walk.
"Hell hath no fury like a biker scorned," Beatrice whispered after their retreating forms before hearing them all rev up their motorcycles. Time was running out for Jack, it was only a matter of time before the gang found him.
And if they didn't, then the Phantom of the Opera would surely succeed where they had not.
The Phatom will come in next, so dont forget to review! Any suggestions for Jack's death are welcome my dears :3 or to how they find him, anything thats on your mind, any doubts, questions...let me know! Review ;D