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Chapter 5
"Blood Ties"
The young woman fell to the ground, with a bullet wound in her chest. Melinda crawled to her aid, trying to apply pressure on the wound. Andrea ran down the hallway and grabbed a towel from the linen closet near-by, to help with the mess. Melinda placed her right hand on the woman's chest, trying to stop it from bleeding. Abruptly, the blood started to drip onto the dark, hardwood floor. What once was a dry wound, turned into a stream of unwanted red. The blood swerved on the floor, creating a certain image on the floor. Andrea looked at the stream of blood and followed along side with the picture it was creating. Melinda looked into the angel's eyes and smiled.
"It's going to be okay, trust me" she said. "Just hold on here. I need to apply pressure on your wound, it's pretty big"
The fallen angel didn't agree. She held Melinda's arm and looked into Melinda's eyes.
"Just make the right choice" she said, shaking from the pain. Melinda didn't know what she was talking about. She noticed that the angel's eyes were closing slowly, fading away.
"No, wait! What choice do I have to make?" she asked, trying to bring back the soul to her body. It wasn't working; the angel's soul was back into heaven, not able to help. Her body suddenly turned cold and stiff, all life had been taken away from her from a little piece of metal.
"What choice do I have to make?" she asked, crying. Andrea shook her head, looking down at the blood on the floor.
"Andrea, how am I going to stop this?" she asked. Melinda begged, trying to gain Andrea's attention. "Romano has his conduit now, Ned. We need to get Delia's son back" Andrea wasn't paying attention to Melinda's ranting. She was looking at the blood that was on the floor of Melinda's house.
"Andrea, I can clean that up later" she shouted, trying to talk about what was most important.
"Mel! Look at the floor" she said, pointing to the symbol that was created on the floor by the split blood of an angel. That's one of the steps to the movement. When an angel's blood spills, the next step should awaken" she frowned, glancing at the hardwood. Melinda placed the body of the young woman on the floor gently and placed the green towel onto of her face. She walked over to Andrea and looked at the symbol created in blood.
"What is it?" she asked. Andrea didn't know what to say.
"I don't know. I think it has something to do with the Book of Changes" she said. Melinda didn't know what to say.
"Book of Changes?" she asked, curious.
"I have no time to explain right now Melinda, just come with me" she said, walking to the front door. Delia and Beth followed. Melinda noticed that her grandmother wasn't there.
"Where's grandma?" she asked. Beth shook her head.
"Melinda, she said that she had some business, you know, elsewhere" she said, pointing to the ceiling.
"Heaven?"
"I guess you can say that. Is my job down now, you know, I have to work in the morning" said Beth. Melinda was utterly shocked.
"Excuse me? Mom, you don't understand, this is about the end of the world. You think this is less important than your job?"
"Mel, of course not. I just think that you should solve your own problems. You shouldn't need the aid of your friends and family to stop your mistakes. I know you have what it takes to stop whatever is rising." she said, walking out of the door. Melinda couldn't battle this alone, it was too scary. Everything is she worked for was going down the drain, her friends were dropping like flies. What was she going to do?