10-21-2014, 12:04 PM
Nikolai demanded answers, and he was not to be disappointed.
Valdir was eager to speak of his family. Michael stood back and watched the Ascendancy at work.
"My family!"
Valdir exclaimed. "Yes, one is a human. My daughter, she is a half-breed though."
The pride in his voice as he beamed at the little girl was sickening.
"The other humans, they couldn't accept her,"
he frowned, trying to gather his concentration. Michael lit a spark of pain that subdued him once again. "They tried to kill us. Just because we are demons!"
It was a strange thing. The man's words were insanity, but his eyes were not fevered like a madman. His insanity was not unhinged delusion, but a cold hammer-thrust of circumstance. And why not? Nikolai thought he was some kind of god, a demon was probably more plausible.
"The humans ran away, but I kept my daughter with me. Her mother wanted to run as well. She used a kitchen knife."
His sad voice was patronizing. "I had to teach them. My daughter, she will learn from this, just like I did. The ritual is painful, but I believe in her."
Michael glanced at the child. Her chest did not move. Madness indeed. It was so bizarre any residual fire in his heart leaked away leaving him hollow.
Valdir's head snapped up, drawing Michael's attention. "You're a demon as well!"
he cried out at Nikolai. "You're not here to take her away? I won't let you! This is my domain, find your own!"
Edited by Michael Vellas, Oct 21 2014, 12:05 PM.
Valdir was eager to speak of his family. Michael stood back and watched the Ascendancy at work.
"My family!"
Valdir exclaimed. "Yes, one is a human. My daughter, she is a half-breed though."
The pride in his voice as he beamed at the little girl was sickening.
"The other humans, they couldn't accept her,"
he frowned, trying to gather his concentration. Michael lit a spark of pain that subdued him once again. "They tried to kill us. Just because we are demons!"
It was a strange thing. The man's words were insanity, but his eyes were not fevered like a madman. His insanity was not unhinged delusion, but a cold hammer-thrust of circumstance. And why not? Nikolai thought he was some kind of god, a demon was probably more plausible.
"The humans ran away, but I kept my daughter with me. Her mother wanted to run as well. She used a kitchen knife."
His sad voice was patronizing. "I had to teach them. My daughter, she will learn from this, just like I did. The ritual is painful, but I believe in her."
Michael glanced at the child. Her chest did not move. Madness indeed. It was so bizarre any residual fire in his heart leaked away leaving him hollow.
Valdir's head snapped up, drawing Michael's attention. "You're a demon as well!"
he cried out at Nikolai. "You're not here to take her away? I won't let you! This is my domain, find your own!"
Edited by Michael Vellas, Oct 21 2014, 12:05 PM.
"She saw a flaring halo around his head, radiant in gold and blue. It shouted of glory and power to come"
"No matter how fast light travels, it finds the darkness has always got there first, and is waiting for it."