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He looked down at the cobbled walk ways below him. He felt ears dripping out of his eyes. He wiped them away and sighed. The final bell was ringing the few boys left hurried in. A man watched him, hidden in the shadows. He knew Saleven would do this, jump, but it made him ill. 'Sal... please dont!' He thought, stareing at the depressed boy.
'Just a few more moments now. Just a few nd I'll be dead.' Saleven thought sighing.He looked at the walk way below, and then onto the sigh. He knew what the sign said by heart. Athren's school for troubled Boys, since 2009! The oldest bulding left from the old world. Saleven looked down at his arm, the date he was brought here and the number of men or women he brought in was tattooed deeply on his arm. September 22, 4662. 39 He scratched it. Being an orphan Athren's school, better known as Allue's school, was thought almost as a blessing, the orphans are slaves, more or less. Saleven had been cleaning the castle like hall for years, and once a month for a week, he'd be taken for the chambers benethe the school. The things that happened there were not for human eyes. The very last male student rushed into the building.
"Will it hurt?" he asked aloud, hanging one desperate foot off the edge. His mind faught back to the week before. He sobbed and fell back. He pulled his feet to his chest and burried his head in his knee's and arms. He let tears ome harshly, his body shook he cried so hard.
The man in the shadows bit his lip then sighed, stepping forward his black wings spanned from one side of the collums to the other. He folded the back stepped out and flew up to him. Saleven didn't noticed his fallen angel. He placed his hands on Saleven's shoulders.
"Sal..." He said, wrapping his arms around Saleven's shoulders. Saleven Looked at his chest, recogised his old fashion clotheing and sobbed, burring his head into his chest, he sobbed.
"Its okay Sal." He whispered, kissing the side of his head. he didn't notice the youth take out a blade from his sleeve and slit open his wrists. He calmed once the blood started to flow, an enormous pressure was lifted from his head.
"Sal, don't leave me." He whispered.
"Faless..." Saleven whispered, burrieing his head deeper into his Chest.
"I'm here Saleven." he whispered back He felt something warm on his fingers. he looked down and saw the bleeding wrists. He lifted him up
Allue appeared on the deck and punched Faless in the mouth.
"Trying to steal my boy are you?" He growled Saleven's eyes were rolled up in his head. His blood flowed quickly, leaveing a deep dark puddle on the floor. A few tears dripped out of his eyes. Faless placed Saleven down gently and faced Allue.
"Allue." His voice was evil and angelic at the same time. Faless held up his hand, Palm facing Allue, he began to chant a hymn from the old world, and Allue fell off the edge of the building, he lived, Faless lifted saleven up and flew away. Once they came to an old church, falling apart from the oldest part of the old world. One side was caved in, and the other was falling appart. Faless entered, placing Saleven's lifeless body on the stone floor. Tears were rolling down his eyes. He held his wrists with his fingers and chented. Saleven fell into a deep sleep. Faless slept next to him, his head on his chest. When Saleven awoke he sat up, the fallen angel rolled to his lap, still sleeping soundly. He lifted his held gently and stood up, placing his head gently back down. He wandered about the chruch a moment, and picked up a very old cross from the alter. Faless came up behind him, wrapping his arms around his waist.
"I'm sorry." He whispered. Saleven nodded and closed his eyes.
"Faless, why;d you save me?"
"I love you." he answered. "You the first human in three thousand years that I didn't hate. I love you. I can be male, or female." he said, changing his body from male to female and back.
"I don't care." he said, shaking his head and sighing. A faery appeared on the alter, it smilled.
"Faless!" It said. Faless smiled.
"Hello Faery, what do you need?"
"I have a message for you! Ahem..." It cleared it throat. "The angels are looking for you, please come to Terrles stadium, bring the boy, or he willbe hurt deeply. Thats it." Faless handed it a small sparkly diamond and nodded.
"Thank you faery."
"No problem, good bye, thank you for the tip." It flew away, Faless sighed and spun him arround.
"Saleven, we have to go, we can fly... or not?"
"Yes. Fly." He answered.
 demon strait outta_hell · Thu Jun 11, 2009 @ 08:18pm · 0 Comments |
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