Dark Door 3 (failed chapters of a failed writer)

Author’s Note: WARNING- please read Dark Doors 1 and 2 before Dark Door 3. Thanks!

Luc tried unsuccessfully to take the chance to crawl away. Whatever made that explosion and that roaring sound seemed pretty big and very destructive- he wanted no part of it. Luc was just an inch away from sprinting back to the boys’ bathroom when Shane saw him.

“Hey, where are you going?” he shouted. Luc scrambled to his feet and made a desperate run for it, only to be lifted into the air by the collar of his shirt.

“Told you we should’ve just killed him.” Thomas dragged Luc back and threw him roughly on the ground, where he went back to hugging his pole.

“I am so glad the Heavenlies put up a Barrier.” Shane scratched his neck, a nervous habit. “The entire neighborhood could have heard that.”

Thomas stalked past him, spread his black wings, and glided towards the origin of the explosion, keeping low to the ground.

“Hey!” Shane called. “What about the boy?” Luc flinched and all hopes of him being forgotten vanished.

Thomas turned and hovered in the air for a moment. “You wanted to keep him. He’s your problem.” Then he disappeared into the school courtyard.

Shane groaned and Luc shifted his legs uncomfortably. The Hellzer Defense Devil turned his red gaze to Luc, opened his mouth as if to say something, then shook his head and sighed.

“All right, kid, look-” Another thundering roar blasted their eardrums and was cut short with a scream of pain.

Shane glared in the direction of the sound. “You just can’t tell an Attack Devil to keep it down,” he muttered. Then he said to Luc, “Kid, I know you just saw a lot and heard an awful lot today, but try and forget everything, cool?” He paused. “Actually, nevermind. You’re coming with us.”

With you?” Luc stared up at the Devil, confused. “So, not half-way-where I get killed and everything- but with you- who?- where?”

Shane twitched his wings impatiently. “Yes, with us. No, we won’t kill you, we’re not allowed to. Ignore Thomas, his type likes to ask questions later. Now try and keep up and don’t get in the way. And don’t even think about trying anything stupid.” Shane opened his wings and, like Thomas, headed for the courtyard.

Luc felt his heart settle a bit. He gazed longingly at the boys’ bathroom- it was so close- thought better of it, and ran after the Devils. He had no idea what he had just gotten himself into.

The school courtyard was huge, with blue picnic tables dotting the stone pavement for students to sit at during lunch. At the far side of the courtyard, atop a very mangled stretch of grass, was a dragon.

The beast towered a good two stories above the classroom rooftops, its long silver snout spilling blazing fire. Two large silver wings were poised at its sides, swatting at a small black dot zipping around its head like a fly.

“Thomas!” Shane rose in a graceful arc into the air and watched the other Devil darting this way and that.

“Really.” Shane’s lips curled in a mocking smile. “You’re trying too hard.” A split second later, a gleaming tail smacked into his face, sending him hurtling through the air. He crashed into one of the picnic tables with a sickening crack. Luc’s eyes widened and he started towards the fallen Devil.

Shane staggered to his feet and waved at Luc. “No worries, nothing broken, stay where you are.”

Above them, Thomas stopped for a few seconds and smirked at Shane. “Look who’s got their butt kicked now.”

“Oh shut up.” Shane tested his wings and rose unsteadily into the air again. “I got slapped in the face.”

“No, that was your butt.” Thomas went back to dodging the dragon’s claws before Shane could respond. Below, Luc had to cough to hide a laugh and Shane glared at him.

The two Devils went into action. Luc had never seen anything like it- two dark blurs zigzagging around the dragon’s head, slipping through its claws like fish, darting past its humongous wings like bullets. The dragon roared in frustration and spread its wings, light seeping through the pale translucent skin- and with a mighty heave, it rose, wind gushing from the powerful beats threatening to pull trees from their roots. Shane and Thomas stopped circling and hovered, their own wings nothing compared to the dragon’s display. Luc had to hang on to another pole (their school had many poles) so he wouldn’t be blown away as he gazed up with his jaw hanging open.

The dragon lifted its head and opened its mouth- something blue flared from the base of its throat, glowing brighter and brighter as it spread up towards the head. The dragon opened its jaws wider and Luc could see the blue light flashing behind its tongue.

And blue fire shot out of its mouth, small zaps of lightning circling the flames, narrowly missing Shane and Thomas as they flapped out of the way, flying through the air like a laser beam, heading for Luc. Shane saw him and yelled a desperate warning.

“Watch out-”

Luc was engulfed in blue flames.

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Weekly Art: Angel

angel

(art is mine)

The angel was born

Beautiful, treasured, gifted

The light among

Many loved her at first

Sight was blinded by

Beauty awakened by

Darkness in her

Heart was like sinister

Serpent slithering through

Lush meadow and the sun’s

Light supposed to protect us from

The darkness was

Hidden under pure, white

Wings take flight to the morning

Sky full of red

Ravens’ wings dipped in

Blood of the angel pure.

Blood of the devil pure.