1. Redemption: Ch.5


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

    pushing it deep into Eriel’s chest. Two down. With the second sword, Lucien jabbed forward, almost impaling Abdiel’s oncoming rush, but the blond reaper halted just in time. Barely. Abdiel frowned, the first show of emotion on his face as he continued to hover over Lucien. Lucien grinned until he heard a low growl echoing in the large training chamber. Abdiel turned his head and flinched. On Lucien’s training mat there was nothing, but when he looked over to where Abdiel really hovered in the air, his blood froze in his veins. Boy Rayne approached, naked body still dripping with water, advancing like a predator upon Abdiel. His fangs were bared and his claws extended, every muscle tense for attack. Lucien, as well as Abdiel, knew from the dilated pupils that Boy was going to attack. Lucien ripped the holographic neuro-halo from his head and rushed toward Abdiel’s mat. Boy obviously thought Abdiel was trying to kill him for real. “No! Stop, Boy.” Abdiel’s black wings thundered louder as he began to rise higher, but Boy sprung into action. Abdiel was about ten feet off the training mat and he zipped up maybe four feet more before Boy leapt and wrapped himself around the surprised reaper. He was like a wild animal. Fangs sank into the reaper’s shoulder, claws ripped his back and shredded feathers. Abdiel let out a howl of pain and crossed his arm over his throat to keep Boy from ripping it out as well. Blood sprayed everywhere as they crashed down. Lucien reached the edge of ...
    the mat just as Boy rolled away from the bleeding death angel, but he looked ready to attack again, crouched down on all fours, body tense. He continued to snarl viciously at Abdiel. Lucien intervened, putting himself directly between Abdiel and Boy Rayne. He knelt by Abdiel and put pressure on the reaper’s shoulder wound. “Fuck, Luke.” Abdiel panted, his face twisted in pain. Lucien looked over his shoulder. Boy Rayne had quieted. He stared, pupils still dilated in wide lavender-colored irises, as blood dripped from his lips and chin. “It’s not real,” Lucien told him. Boy Rayne switched his gaze briefly to the other reaper a few paces away before settling once more on the two men before him. He’d been watching the battle from afar, his hearts nearly seizing in his chest. Three reapers fought against Lucien. What had horrified Boy most was that the battle scene was quadrupled. It was confusing as well as terrifying. Lucien had managed to disable two of the reapers, but not without getting seriously hurt himself. The last reaper left clearly had the advantage. Boy wanted to help the man he’d looked to as a potential master, so he’d attacked the black-winged reaper, hoping to even the battle once more. Boy was familiar with unfair arena fights. He’d lost his last battle in such a fight. His master hadn’t even waited for him to breathe his last and had his trainer toss him in the garbage bins behind the coliseum. Instead of finishing the reaper off, Lucien had rushed to his aid. ...
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