1. Redemption: Ch.5


    Date: 12/13/2015, Categories: Fantasy & Sci-Fi, Author: Levanahyll, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

    blades strapped everywhere and was a master at using them. He was also good with the sword and knew how to push himself beyond exhaustion, so, it was going to be a long session for everyone involved. Abdiel slashed at Lucien’s belly and spun. His wing clipped Lucien behind his head, sending him to the mat. Feeling Eriel near, he rolled to avoid being gutted and kicked out, getting Natanael between his legs. The pink-haired reaper went down with a howl of agony. Served him right, as well as the sword he got sinking into the bare spot between his black wings. “Game over for you, cocksucker,” Lucien spat as he flipped over and onto his feet again. His vision was spotty from the blow to his head. Had Abdiel gotten him a little lower it would’ve been game over for Lucien instead. The holographic reproduction of Natanael fell face-first onto the mat, dead. Across the training hall, the real Nat glared at Luke, still rubbing his injured balls. Lucien kept his eyes on Abdiel and Eriel. Eriel’s wings were spread and lifted. Abdiel’s wings were lifted away from his back and pressed tight together as if in prayer behind him. He was not smiling, just silent; face expressionless, eyes glossy black voids. If anything, Abdiel scared the shit out of Lucien more than Eriel’s cocky attitude did. Of course, Lucien knew that was another way they fought. They either tried to rile you or creep you out. These two were special. They were the ones who’d fought by his father’s side the night his ...
    parents were swept into the realm of shadows by a horde of devils. The memory of his father, Davariel floated in the back of his mind, but he pushed it away. He needed to focus on the battle at hand, even if it was just mostly a holographic training session. "Concentrate, son." H e could almost hear his father instruct him. "Y ou are reaper born, my child." His vision grew strange. He could see little round things floating in the air around him. The reapers moved as if in slow motion and the sound became muted. Lucien became hyperaware of his opponents, could hear their heartbeat, every breath they took, every miniscule movement on their faces and bodies. Abdiel’s brows twitched a little closer together and the light fuzz on his left arm lifted. Eriel took in a slow, deep breath, his wings tensing. They were going to come at him simultaneously. Lucien moved, swiping up Natanael’s discarded sword. He flowed like water, hacking away at both death angels, double swords singing in the air. Eriel got half a wing hacked off, Abdiel received a gash from throat to gut. Lucien spun, ducked, kicked out, and flipped back. Eriel flew over him, jabbing down with his sword. It sank into his right lung. He had a few minutes to live now…but he wasn’t dead yet. Lucien drop-rolled onto his own back, scissored his legs up, trapping Erie’s sword and with a hard twist of his body brought the reaper crashing down to the mat. Lucien didn’t hesitate maneuvering his sword back against his forearm before ...
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