WARRIOR'S WRATH

CHAPTER 2

He was playing golf with their heads. Gabriel in a fit of incomparable rage after finding out about Furiad, tore of the heads of some unlucky eight balls within his line of vision. He had the heads lined up the aerie's entrance, and just started swinging.

Standing with his golf stance how swiping the club with his powerful body. The club hit the skull with a crunch before it flew off after two heads he paused "This was considered a leisure activity among humans, I think I need a different driver " he stated casually as he studied the club.

"Idrin , Idrin come here " Idrin, Furiad's supposed mate came forward a terrified look on her black veined face. "

" Little one, do not fear , I don't plan on killing you yet, till that filth comes before me, now be a dove and hand me that nice iron" Gabriel said soothingly.

Idrin picked up the item from the golf bag and gingerly handed it to him. He handed her the club he used but not before wiping off brain tissue and blood off her dress."Thanks little dove " he caressed her cheek.

" Now don't go wandering off I want you to stand right here next to me " he flashed another blinding smile.

He handled the club then positioned himself lining up the head with the club. "So dear, the trick is to hit it hard enough to get good distance but not too hard that you'll crack the head too much that your club gets stuck in the skull...see? " He said demonstrating. Idrin was just shaking like a leaf. With each powerful blow from the club it seems he was almost too close on hitting her.

" You see Furiad has been a very, very bad boy. He almost killed my brother. Almost ruined my when I see that paramour of yours I will tear him from limb to limb slowly while you watch or vice versa, it totally depends on my mood that day" He stated calmly while three successive heads sailed over the edge of the cliff.

Gabriel had felt Michael's spirit almost extinguish , felt it like a stab in his cold heart. At that moment , because of Michael's weakness his mental block was down and he was able to see what Michael saw. Furiad's treachery. Furiad's rebellion along with the other Powers infuriated him, and now that filth was hiding somewhere. His brother and The Chosen One were alive and hiding. Gabriel sat on his chair brooding.

Michael drove the truck along the long and dusty road , searching for a suitable shelter. The setting sun in the horizon. Flying was out of the question, he had used the last of his strength to heal Alex.

Alex.. His heart had chilled when he saw him laying on the ground the injuries he sustained was within minutes of killing him. The impact had caused a bleed in his brain. The bone fragmented when it fractured and ripped an artery in his arm. He had used his healing strength to prevent him from dying. It was hard. Before God disappeared he of course had access to the Father's grace which made most things possible and effortless.

Now, he is limited to only what he can do. Of course he wasn't " chopped liver " to coin one of Alex's colorful phrases . Being an Archangel he was more gifted than even other higher angels. The swelling in Alex face had noticeably gone down. The bleed in his brain gone his arm fixed. The lesser injuries Michael managed himself .

A lesser injury was something he didn't have. Yes, the angel sword could have killed him. There was a reason all of them carried it . It was the only thing that can be fatal to even higher angels. The wound had stopped oozing out. There was a dull ache. He felt very weak , but he can't stop to rest or tend to himself he has to get them to safety and pray that whatever miracle is keeping him alive would continue to do so.

Miracles ...heaven has been out of them. Right now Michael could use a couple. Going to Vega was out of the question for now. Seeing an injured Archangel will incite rumors, unrest and chaos. He did not want to put Senator Thorn in a difficult position. He also did not trust Secretary Whele among others. His warrior mind was going thru several alternatives. He knew what to do.

Michael felt Alex stirring next to him. it was about time. " Alex , Alex you need to wake up " Michael shook him. Alex gave a soft moan but his eyes were still closed . Michael put his hand on his head and could not find the reason why the human could not wake up.

" ALEX , if you don't wake up now . I'm taking out the whip!" he reached into his mind. That worked Alex jolted up eyes wide open. "What the fuck was that Michael !" He shouted.

" Alex please I have no time for your histrionics right now, if you remember right before you went out we are quite in a dire situation."

Alex sat there for a minute quietly. He saw a flicker of a grimace on Michael's face. He remembered seeing the Powers , Michael fighting , everything had gone black, till he heard soft deep voice in a language he couldn't understand. Everything started to click. He touched his head and felt the bandage. " Did I die? Did you bring me back , I heard you but couldn't understand you? What happened" he asked desperately .

Michael gave him a look . Then suddenly stopped the jeep, they were in front of a pyramid shaped building miles away from Vega ."No, To an extent yes. You almost died. Those are the answers for three of your questions. You still have injuries but not as worse. Right now you need to go back to Vega, they will probably detain you for desertion but at least you will be safe" he stated.

"Where will you go ? By the way I didn't know you can drive!? Alex saw that flicker of a grimace again. He looked down and saw the dried blood on Michael's shirt. The piece of sword still in his gut.

" Shit! Michael ! You're hurt!"

Michael rolled his eyes at the expletive. "Yes I had to drive because you were obviously unconscious and I'm too weak to fly. I will find shelter here in this awful caricature of a pyramid, while I heal and you , if you didn't hear me the first time will go back to Vega." He explained irritably.

Alex looked at him straight in the eye. He breathed slowly and spoke. "I am not leaving you!" He said it so simply, so quietly his sky blue eyes moist.

Michael saw a glimmer of who Alex really is underneath all the anger and loss. Michael's gaze softened as he touched Alex's cheek . " I'm fine, Alex and yes you don't have to leave" Michael dropped his hand to his side, and gave a soft grunt.

"Alright then" a look of concern flashed on the soldier's face. " I'm driving, let's hide this jeep and find a place to hunker down for the night, and let's do something about that " , nodding to his wound.

She stood gazing out to the mountains. She was standing on one of highest towers of the temple. Her tall, lithe body covered by soft fabric of her robe. There was a rustle behind her. She turned towards the figure. "Queen Evelyn " he bowed slightly. Only her dark blue eyes can be seen , the rest of her was covered by her people's manner of clothing. Her voice soft almost a caress but edged with steel " I trust you bring me good news, Furiad ".

A/N: So Furiad has been a busy little angel. Sorry not much plot I have to get some stuff out of the way.

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