Chapter 15
Slowly opening my eyes as I laid sprawled on top of Father Chris, my wings the only thing protecting him along with my body from the Dwellers. Everything was silent around me as I groaned. I had protected my own soul and the Father’s, I had the wound to prove it. Hearing some groaning underneath myself as I slowly moved, folding my wings very slowly behind me. Kneeling as I rolled Father Chris onto his back. “Father..Father.. You alright?” I asked as I slowly started looking him over. Slowly his eyes opened as he looked to me through the bruises. “Yea.. I think I used one of my many lives.. But I’m alright.” Helping him to sit up and lean his back against a nearby wall. I rummaged through a pouch I kept on my belt, started tending to his rope burns around his wrists, once I cut the ropes away.
Father Chris watched as his estranged friend, savior, protector as a lot of his goers of his church would refer, to Elias and the rest of the group as. Wrapping his wrists and hands, cleaning a couple of scratches upon his face. Seeing him wince as I backed my hand away, speaking softly. “Sorry didn’t mean to hurt you.” Shaking his head as he sighs gently, “It’s alight. Just stings. You alright Elias?” Sighing as I cleaned up my mess, placing the unused items back into my pouch. Slowly getting to my feet, slowly letting my eyes look around, listening to the darkness. “Yes.. I’m fine.” Father Chris slowly got to his no more sturdier feet. “What is it?”
Lifting a hand up as I whipped around, opening my battered wings as I stood before Father Chris. Hissing loudly as Murihan came diving at me from the darkest part of the shadows, knocking me onto my back upon the floor. Growling in his most Demonish growl, “There you are fledgling.. So where is he?” Growling louder as I pushed him off and almost across the church, he hovered above the ground, landing nearby.
I got to my feet as I narrowed my eyes, “That’s for me to know and for you not to find out. I’m not telling you nothing. You’re going to have to kill me to get the information.” Murihan narrowed his yellow eyes and snorts, “That can be arranged..” Standing my ground as Murihan came for me, the battle was on.
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Coughing some as I sat upon my knees. My hands covered in blood as Murihan laid amongst the remains of a splintered pue. Taking his last dying breath, I didn’t grant him nothing as he asked amongst his dying gasps. I jumped as I heard a voice speaking ancient tongue from the shadows. Booted feet could be heard hitting the floor as Lord Calloway came into view with some of the members of the group following. I turned my attention to him as he walked over. Slowly he moved his trench coat to the sides, so he could crouch next to Murihan. Lifting his hand up as Murihan took his last dying breath. His massive hands hovered above the body as he spoke louder. Murihan started convulsing as he finally left his physical body and headed into the spirit world, where he was damn for all eternity.
Lord Calloway finished as Murihan’s body turned to ash before him, slowly disappearing without a trace. Lowering his hands to his sides as he slowly rose to his feet. “I thought I told you...” I nodded my head, “I did send word. What was I suppose to do? Let him beat me and then get to you. I do not think so sire. He threatened Father Chris and was going to take his soul without permission. That’s not part of our agreement to this sanctuary.” Nodding his head as I slowly got to my feet, walking out into the aisle. “The rest of the group had shown up previously and taken care of the Dwellers, but never could find Murihan. But they did stick in the shadows, try to get into the battle between Murihan and myself, but I told them to stay out of it.” Sighing deeply through his nose as he heard what Elias had told him. “I told them to get involved if really necessary.” Nodding my head once again as Father Chris slowly walked out from the hiding place I had him in. “Is it safe?” He asked.
Nodding my head as I walk over, “Yes Father Chris, just myself, sire and the rest of the group.” Sighing with relief as he walked out into the open, surveying the damage done to his church. “What happen here?” He asked as he looked around. Lord Calloway stepped up before I could speak, “Don’t worry about a thing. I will make sure everything is fixed up before morning.” Father Chris looked up to the tall stranger and nodded, then turning his attention to me. “Thank you Elias. You and your troops for helping me, protecting me and my church.” Nodding my head, “It was part of our life long agreement Father. Why don’t you go home and rest. We’ll take care of things here.” Nodding his head once again as he walked around Lord Calloway with caution as he left.
Lord Calloway and I had returned to the mansion, leaving Master Layfield in charge of repairs and such of the church. Sighing as I had cleaned up, settling upon the bed. It had been sometime since the Dwellers’ group had been killed off. Especially their leadership, Murihan. Now that Lord Calloway made sure he was punished for his wrong doings in his semi-mortal life, Murihan had to pay the consequences for his actions in eternity. It’s how Demons worked after all. Smiling to myself as I felt a pair of massive hands rubbing my shoulders gently, along with some feathered kisses upon them. “Thought you were in the shower..” I spoke quietly. “Was.. I finished and I thought I would keep you company. Being the only ones here tonight except a few guards downstairs and in the basement.”
Sighing gently as Lord Calloway placed his hands upon my hips. Leaning back against his chest as I closed my eyes. His arms snaked around me and held me gently in his arms. “Feeling better?” He asked as he laid his chin upon the top of his bride’s head. “Much better. Got my energy back. I guess Murihan some how put something on me. To weaken me, to get to you. In ways he knew how, but it back fired.” Lifting his head up as he chuckled, “That’s what I love about you since day one. Among other things of course.” Nodding my head, “So I’ve been told.” Lowering his head as he kissed Elias’ neck gently, spending the remainder of the night making love to one another.
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Sitting upon Father Chris’ church is where you’ll find myself watching over the sanctuary, if I’m not back at the mansion following through with my other duties. Feeling a pair of hands upon my shoulders as I looked up to Lord Calloway standing behind me. A gentle breeze picked up, ruffling our trench coats gently and his auburn locks. Gently he pointed to a Dweller trying to get away with something we protect, mortals souls. Father Chris gave us the name ‘Saviors of Darkness’. To him we are his saviors, and for his church and occupants. Lord Calloway, myself and the group are and always will be forever in Father Chris’ debt for what he has done for us.
Watching Lord Calloway leave to go take care of this ‘hidden’ dweller, I watched from above in case. I couldn’t be anymore happier with the outcome that has happened. I’m married to Lord Calloway now, we both rule the group with no rejections to the situation. We are currently readying ourselves for our first born, which makes Lord Calloway very happy indeed. Placing a hand upon my petruding belly, knowing in just a few months, I won’t be out here like I’ve had been. But knowing the rest of the Saviors will do their part, places my mind at ease and also Lord Calloway’s. Seeing Lord Calloway finish his duty as Master Layfield came to relieve us from our duties, we headed home to live the way we always wanted too, together and as a team.
When you hear things go bump in the darkness and shadows, do not be afraid, you never know it might be us lingering there. We protect the sanctuaries that we come in agreeance with, in return we get the rewards of knowing us, the Saviors of Darkness, will always prevail over the ones who think they can outsmart us. In the end, the soul reapers and dwellers will know who we really are, once they’ve come in contact with one of us. In the end, we always come out on top and the innocent are protected once again.
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