Hey hey lovies! I'm back... after a whole week. I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to make you guys wait. I feel so bad... anyways... Hopefully you won't be too mad while reading this. But this is a chapter that clears up a lot of stuff. :) So more questions are asked and furthermore unanswered, but many past questions have been answered... I think. ANYWHO! Here's chapter 9! :D Hope you like it! And for those who are a bit more fragile... maybe skim the text... i'm warning you.

No characters belong to me except my sexy Sky! :)

I don't normally do this, but this chapter, up until the bright light, fits really well with the song "Young and Beautiful" by Lana Del Rey. I kept on listening to it to get my inspiration… let me know if it makes sense to have listened to that song during the whole writing process! :D

Chapter 9

Sky POV

I rubbed my hands on my cheeks, and then looked down at them. They were red and stained. What was happening?! I sat up straight in his lap and continued wiping at my eyes violently. The more I rubbed, the more it felt as though my face was being torn off.

"Scott!" I muttered helplessly. He grabbed my hands and held them tightly in his. He made me look into his bright blue eyes. Even in the darkness of the car, I could see his eyes gleaming with worry.

"Look at me! Everything will be okay!" He said bringing my hands to my face, all while keeping them in his. I nodded unconvinced and continued breathing sharply. Something changed in his expression, revealing some kind of relief. "Your eyes aren't red anymore." He said calmly. I turned around and grabbed the review mirror, looking intensely at myself. My face was no longer red from tears of blood and my cheeks were simply streaked with tears marks. As though nothing of what just happened occurred.

"I don't understand what's happening to me!" I said looking at back at him and sighing heavily. I felt like a mess, always crying. He pulled me back into his chest and hugged me tightly.

"Sky, you just need to calm down. When I learned that I was Nephil, I was angry. I couldn't believe that my whole life had basically been a lie-"

"Join the club." I added quietly. I felt his torso rumble with a low laugh. "It's just… with all this information in such a short period of time… it messes with your brain!" I said making a twirling motion with my hand next to my head.

"C'mon… Everything will be fine!" He said rubbing my back in slow small circles. Everything was changing so quickly. I shook my head, getting every negative thought out of it.

"I hope you're right" I bit my bottom lip, debating on if I should bring it back up again. I sighed, deciding I should just let it out. "I just really want to know who that woman was." I stuttered.

"Would you let me into your little world so I can help you?" He asked with a smile. I rolled my eyes and nodded.

"If that's what it means… then I'll have to deal with you always there." I shut my mouth tightly, not realizing what I had just said.

"With me always there?" Something sounded hopeful in his voice. Is that… is that what I wanted?

"I wouldn't be opposed to that." I said calmly, weighing every word in my head, making sure I wasn't saying anything that I'd regret.

"You do realize what you said, right?" Geez, it's like he could read my mind… Well… Could he? That wouldn't surprise me…

I looked up at him and squirmed out of his tight grip. I slipped a leg over him, straddling him. My hands delicately placed themselves on his broad shoulders and then slowly wrapped around his neck, playing with the hair at the bottom of his neck. He laced his arms around my waist and pulled me closer. He was strong and determined. And so was I… Probably.

I leaned down and brushed my lips against his. I was about to pull back, when he crashed his lips onto mine, pulling me back to him. My whole body was pressed up against his and even in the small space of the car, I felt as though there was too much room left. His hands travelled to my thighs and caressed them gently while kissing me. He then parted from my lips and started to trail small kisses along my jaw and then down my neck. I arched my neck, giving him more space. Every time his lips touched my skin, a small ache grew within me. This wasn't enough. I needed him. I wanted him.

"Scott…" I murmured. My hands went to his face and I made him look at me. His eyes were filled with hunger and desire. They gleamed in the dark and were a hypnotizing blue. I groaned and brought my lips back to his. His moved hungrily against mine as I felt him want me just as badly. I couldn't control anything.

His hands slipped back up to my waist and tugged at the hem of my shirt. He started to push it up and drew small circles with his thumbs on my stomach. I didn't stop him, so he continued pushing it up until his hands rested right beneath my bra. His rough hands against my baby like skin caused shivers to slither through my entire body. This was beginning to have the same effects as a drug. Although his eyes had appeared to be hungry and his hands were rough, every single touch was soft and filled with care. I almost felt as though it was completely out of love. He slid his arms around me, keeping the skin contact; never breaking the kiss.

I snaked my arms around his neck and held him tightly to me. He nibbled on my bottom lip, making me moan slightly. I felt one of his arms leave from my waist and suddenly, I was lying down on him: He had lowered the seat. I couldn't help but smile. He must have felt it since he broke the kiss and looked up at me questioningly.

"I'm sorry… I didn't mean to-"

"No, no. It's fine. I just didn't expect things to go this far." I whispered. "I don't know you all that much but I'm somehow supernaturally attracted to you."

"You feel it too then?" I looked at him not knowing what to answer. "It was that time when I felt your life between my hands…"

"I… know." I said not wanting to tell him that it had been since before that. So he only started having feelings for me when he was about to kill me. I buried my face in his chest and sighed, enjoying his arms tightly wrapped around me.

My body suddenly stiffened and everything around me seems to be compressing me into a tight little ball.

There was a bright light. And every shadow disappeared from within the car. Scott closed his eyes tightly, not being able to bear the quantity of light. He squinted for a bit, trying to figure out where the light was coming from. I kept my eyes peeled open. The light wasn't hurting mine. I looked around, attempting to do the same thing as Scott. The driver's door was suddenly torn off the car and thrown across the parking lot. I felt something grab my waist and pull me out, tossing me to the ground. I rolled a few times and finally stopped, curled onto my side, aches and pains throughout my body. It was the first time I was feeling this kind of pain. It wasn't like the sensation of losing my blood when I had hit the boulder that other time, but more of a nauseating sensation that made me groan in pain. I pushed myself up and held my side. The wind picked up, whipping my hair around and in my face. I got up to my feet and turned on myself repeatedly until I grew dizzy and tripped over my own feet. I felt myself start to tumble backwards and fall into thin air. I closed my eyes, waiting for the impact.

But I didn't hit the ground.

Something had stopped me from falling. I opened my eyes and looked up to come face to face with a woman; the woman from my room. She smiled down at me and helped me back up. The light created an aura around her, making her look so angelic. I couldn't help but smile.

I'm glad to see that you're happy to see me. I shook my head, looking down at my feet with a smile. My head snapped up and looked back at the car behind me. But it wasn't there anymore.

"Where's the car? Where's Scott?!" I asked raising my voice.

"Don't worry Masterma, Scott is safe."

"You didn't answer my question!"

"You aren't actually here. We're in your head. This is the only way I can communicate with you without being heard or seen by anyone else. You're still in that car. You're still in his arms." She said calmly explaining herself.

"Why did you call me Masterma?" I asked perturbed by the sudden change in names. "My name isn't Masterma. It's Sky."

"Your human name is Sky."

"So my Archangel name is Masterma?" She approached me and brought a hand up to caress my cheek.

"What makes you think you're an Archangel?" I flinched and took a large step back.

I wanted to run; I didn't believe anything she was saying. Something as familiar as this feeling was making me shiver. I didn't want to listen to her anymore. I covered my ears and tried to block everything out. I wanted to be back in Scott's arms… For real. Not this imagery! Why was this happening to myself? Why was I the victim, again? I hated this! I never wanted this. I just wanted to be normal.

"You're lying! That can't be! Stop!" I pleaded falling to my knees and feeling my insides churn. I couldn't shake this feeling.

"I'm not going to stop. You need to know the truth, and whatever has been said must be corrected."

"No! You have no right to make me doubt this! Patch told me-"

"Patch…" She snickered. "Patch told you, so it must be the truth."

"What do you mean?"

"I don't have much time, Masterma. I need you to know that you are much more important than the simplicity of being a human."

"Then please just answer one question: what am I?" I asked feeling the back of my eyes burn.

"You are my child. I understand that you are very confused, and you don't understand what's going on right now, but you have to believe me: you can't trust Patch. He is bound to only lie to you over and over again."

"Patch would never lie! He's my brother!" She burst out laughing, a slow cynical laugh.

"I think I'd remember if I gave birth to that retched thing."

"'Give birth'… Who-What are you?" The brightness of the light started to dim and make it easier to see. My blood had begun to boil to a point where I felt my red cheeks. My eyes opened to see an arm wrapped around me tightly. The feeling slowly came back to my legs and arms. I was back in the car. The woman was gone and I couldn't help but just stop breathing. My eyes burned and I knew I was about to cry again. I was never going to get an answer and I was going to be in the dark forever.

Suddenly, a little voice spoke to me in my head. It was barely audible, but every word made me stiffen:

My name is Armaros. I am the one who taught you to be how you are now. I am the one who kept you on my breast, holding you close, protecting you from everything around you. I am the one who had you within me for 9 months and who gave birth to you. I am Armaros, head of the Demons of Apocrypha and your mother.

WHAAAAAAAAAT?! hehehe. Review and review and review! So what did you guys think of this one? I admit it may have become maybe a bit fragile at moments... but i hope none of you have felt shamed or any other feeling while reading it. :S lol. I still love you guys? :)

No characters belong to me except my amazing Sky! :D thanks so much for reading again and don't forget to lemme know what you guys thought. If you have questions, ask away, but I can't guarantee that i'll give you a precise answer since that's the whole point in writing something with cliffhangers :P

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