A/N: here it finally is! lol, here is where the problem rises, i would say. So read enjoy..review..and read again, tell me what you think of it :)
Chapter 6:
Jack leaped up two, three, then four steps at a time, focused on finding Schuyler. He'd hate to admit it, but he would have to worry about Charles later. Jack ran up the steps for what seemed like an eternity. He stopped to take a breath, and looked up. More steps...God how did Schuyler manage to run up all these steps, they seem to go on forever! With a sigh, Jack continued to run up the God-forsaken steps. When he reached the top step Jack was amazed at how big the church actually was.
The Sacré-Coeur could easily be mistaken for a castle, well to tourists at least. Jack leaped over the pointed gate, and walked under the Cathedral's intimidating arches, and up to the towering, ancient roman doors. He pulled on the copper handle, hoping the doors would open. No such luck. Figures, Jack thought.
Jack's grip tightened on the rusty handle and chanted a spell. Expositus. Open. And with that, the doors released their firm hold, and Jack was immediately greeted with a soft, gust of wind, that felt as if it had been set free from being imprisoned for centuries. He opened his eyes, and was struck at how beautiful the cathedral was.
There were stained glass windows surrounding the perimeter of the ceiling. The candles that rested on the candlebras, were all blown out leaving only moonlight that leaked through the stained glass and created little pools of platinum light on the pews. It was a truly beautiful sight. But what struck Jack the most, was the painting on the ceiling of the altar, there stood the Almighty surrounded by his eternal servants.
Suddenly, his memories began flooding back with faint images, of Paradise. Breath-taking golden walls, flourished with lush green vines, with exotic beautiful flowers blooming. And the floors were so shiny and sleek, that you could see your reflection clearly. There was the sound of running water nearby. Jack peaked his head through the golden pillars, glowing a graceful light of gold, and saw a divine waterfall.
The pure water flowed down smoothly on the huge crystal rocks, and down into a pool, where the water glistened a silver sparkle, and other angels were gathering water into their gourds. Jack turned to look at the sky, on one side it was a clear dark blue filled with blissful stars, and on the other side it faded into a light pink. It was unlike anything Jack had seen.
"Abbadon," said a gentle, demanding voice, "I have something to discuss with you," Jack turned around and saw, an incredibly handsome man before him, with light surrounding him on every inch of his body, except for his eyes. His eyes were clouded with darkness, and pure hatred. Lucifer. Then, just as suddenly Jack returned to the present still staring at the glorious painting in the ceiling.
Paradise was just a dull memory. How foolish he had been to trust Lucifer, to think that the glory was all theirs. Jack sighed and scanned the premises of the cathedral, and couldn't detect Schuyler's presence. "Schuyler?" Jack walked up to the front of the church. This is going to be harder than I thought, he thought exasperated.
Jack looked around, and saw a passage way that was pitch black. Using the illuminata spell, he walked into it hoping Schuyler would be somewhere in there. "Schuyler where are you?" Jack sent looking around. No response, Schuyler must have closed her mind to him to stay safe. The passage way seemed to become steep as it curved around leading up to another artistic roman engraved door. Jack pulled on the handle, only to find that this one was locked.
Great. With a groan Jack used the Expositus spell to unlock it, revealing even more stairs, that spiraled up into the Cathedral's belfry. This was certainly becoming a nuisance. When Jack arrived at the top step, he was relieved to find Schuyler there with her back turned to him. "Schuyler," he called to her, trotting around the bell. Schuyler turned around and shot him a vicious look.
"Stay back," she warned. Jack stopped abruptly. The hell? "Schuyler, it's just me..Jack," he said raising his eyebrows. "Then prove it to me, prove that you are not a silver blood." Schuyler said sternly. Of all the..Jack thought. How the hell could she think that he was one of the croatan? Sure, he had his fair share of crimes (destroying worlds, trying to kill himself etc.), but a silver blood? Impossible. "Schuyler I am not one of the croatan!" he yelled. This had to be the most annoying night for Jack.
"Prove it!" She yelled in return. "You want me to prove it? Ok. Fine." Jack marched right up to Schuyler, embraced her in his arms, and kissed her. And with that kiss, he wanted Schuyler to feel his pain she had caused him, his despair and misery, he wanted her to know...no he wanted her to feel his undying love for her.
To his surprise Schuyler did not push away, instead she had kissed him back letting him know that her love for him did not diminish over the 2 years of being apart either. Jack brought Schuyler closer, almost as if he wanted her to become apart of him. He kissed her greedily and lustfully, their tongues dancing together.
Nothing could describe how Jack felt at that moment, and the only thing that mattered to him was the beautiful woman kissing him hungrily. Jack never wanted to let her go. Sadly he pulled away, breaking the bond their mouths formed and looked into her dilated eyes. "Now do you believe me?" "Yes, but what about the bonding?"
Oh. Crap. Jack had totally forgotten about his bonding with his twin. "It was postponed," Jack replied looking grim. "We need to get going."Jack led Schuyler down the spiral steps, and out into the altar again. "Where are we gonna go?" Schuyler asked. "We've got to get to Zed," "Who's Zed?" As Schuyler finished her sentence, a tall blonde with the same messy hair walked up to them. Zed.
"Abbadon, and Schuyler, come with me." He said turning on his heel. As they followed, Jack finally decided it was time to worry about Charles. "Where is my father?" he asked firmly. "Same old Abbadon I see. Not to worry, I will answer all of them." When they reached outside, walked down all those steps, Jack saw an all black limousine with a chauffeur waiting for them . "Get in," Zed said. "I'll explain...everything." And with that Schuyler crouched into the vehicle followed by Jack and then Zed.