helped her up and handed her a tissue. “I’m sorry for what just happened,” I said. It was true – I hate d having to rough people up and I especially hated making women cry. But it was either this, or watching her be killed.
“We’re on your side, Abi,” I reassured her. “I promise you, I will not let anyone or anything harm you. But you have to trust me.”
She hung her head.
“I need to get stronger,” she managed after a while. “Stronger and better. More control. I need to control this thing inside me.” She tried a weak smile.
“Control is good. Good judgment is good, too,” I said.
She nodded. “I won’t be a pain again.”
“And I won’t be such a douche,” I replied.
We both looked at Amaymon.
“Hey, he made me do it,” he said innocently. “I’m a victim here.”
It wasn’t very convincing, especially with that grin of his and villainous chuckle.
“C’mon,” I said as I rolled my eyes. “Let’s go for a swim.”
Right before I followed Abigale out of the cabin I heard Amaymon mutter, “Hot babes and all the family comedy I need. Man, I’m lovin’ this already.”
16
I can’t remember the last time I went on vacation. Probably because I’ve never been on vacation. Hunting supernatural monsters doesn’t exactly pay well.
Abigale was in the pool and, as usual, every person there was giving her way too much attention. Amaymon had settled at the bar and I’d rather not know what he was up to. He could be spiking people’s drinks for all I cared. He kept giggling as he watched people rushing to the bathroom.
Hey, we all got our hobbies.
I guess he got bored after a while because he can over to the deck chair I was lounging on and handed me a beer.
“Why ’d you do that?” I asked weakly.
He slumped down next to me. “It amuses me.”
Our bottles clinked.
“So , what time did your sister say she’s gonna meet you?”
“Should be in about an hour,” I replied.
But of course, Gil has her own timing.
A shadow was cast over me. I opened my eyes and there she was, wearing a dull summer dress and a pair of designer sunglasses that probably cost more than my car.
“Hello, brother.”
“Make that one minute,” Amaymon quipped.
I sat up and made sure Djinn was still within reach. Hidden, but within reach.
Abigale had gotten out of the pool and approached us. I stopped her a few feet away.
“No tricks,” I told Gil.
She held up her right arm. “No tricks.”
“Isn’t this pleasant?” Mephisto was getting some attention in his butler suit but still, he loomed there like a shadow. The two angels had their FBI uniforms on and looked like bodyguards to some celebrity.
“Why y ou gotta bring ‘im here?” cawed Amaymon. He still lay there, not even bothering to look Gil in the eye, and belched loudly.
“Brother,” replied the butler. “I could smell you from all the way ashore.”
“Don’t piss me off, asshole. Last time I checked I can still kick your ass.”
“Mere luck.”
“You wanna have another go?”
Gil stepped in front of her familiar. “That’s a bit too much testosterone for my taste.”
She turned towards the succubus. “Hi, I’m Gil. So sorry we didn’t properly introduce ourselves last time.”
Abigale glared at her outstretched hand and recoiled.
Gil sighed. “Well, I guess there are some hard feelings after all.”
I crossed my arms. “So. Why are we meeting here?”
Gil smiled. “Because it turns out we are both after the same thing.”
“You’re not taking the girl.”
Her laugh rang. “Keep your precious succubus, Erik,” she said. “I was referring to what is hunting her.”
“Huh. And what would that be?”
A buzzing sound penetrated my head, like a faulty radio station struggling to make sense. Not here , a voice rang in my head. It sounded exactly like the voice in my dream − just less painful.
The angels. Whatever they were about to share must be some classified stuff.
To
“We’re on your side, Abi,” I reassured her. “I promise you, I will not let anyone or anything harm you. But you have to trust me.”
She hung her head.
“I need to get stronger,” she managed after a while. “Stronger and better. More control. I need to control this thing inside me.” She tried a weak smile.
“Control is good. Good judgment is good, too,” I said.
She nodded. “I won’t be a pain again.”
“And I won’t be such a douche,” I replied.
We both looked at Amaymon.
“Hey, he made me do it,” he said innocently. “I’m a victim here.”
It wasn’t very convincing, especially with that grin of his and villainous chuckle.
“C’mon,” I said as I rolled my eyes. “Let’s go for a swim.”
Right before I followed Abigale out of the cabin I heard Amaymon mutter, “Hot babes and all the family comedy I need. Man, I’m lovin’ this already.”
16
I can’t remember the last time I went on vacation. Probably because I’ve never been on vacation. Hunting supernatural monsters doesn’t exactly pay well.
Abigale was in the pool and, as usual, every person there was giving her way too much attention. Amaymon had settled at the bar and I’d rather not know what he was up to. He could be spiking people’s drinks for all I cared. He kept giggling as he watched people rushing to the bathroom.
Hey, we all got our hobbies.
I guess he got bored after a while because he can over to the deck chair I was lounging on and handed me a beer.
“Why ’d you do that?” I asked weakly.
He slumped down next to me. “It amuses me.”
Our bottles clinked.
“So , what time did your sister say she’s gonna meet you?”
“Should be in about an hour,” I replied.
But of course, Gil has her own timing.
A shadow was cast over me. I opened my eyes and there she was, wearing a dull summer dress and a pair of designer sunglasses that probably cost more than my car.
“Hello, brother.”
“Make that one minute,” Amaymon quipped.
I sat up and made sure Djinn was still within reach. Hidden, but within reach.
Abigale had gotten out of the pool and approached us. I stopped her a few feet away.
“No tricks,” I told Gil.
She held up her right arm. “No tricks.”
“Isn’t this pleasant?” Mephisto was getting some attention in his butler suit but still, he loomed there like a shadow. The two angels had their FBI uniforms on and looked like bodyguards to some celebrity.
“Why y ou gotta bring ‘im here?” cawed Amaymon. He still lay there, not even bothering to look Gil in the eye, and belched loudly.
“Brother,” replied the butler. “I could smell you from all the way ashore.”
“Don’t piss me off, asshole. Last time I checked I can still kick your ass.”
“Mere luck.”
“You wanna have another go?”
Gil stepped in front of her familiar. “That’s a bit too much testosterone for my taste.”
She turned towards the succubus. “Hi, I’m Gil. So sorry we didn’t properly introduce ourselves last time.”
Abigale glared at her outstretched hand and recoiled.
Gil sighed. “Well, I guess there are some hard feelings after all.”
I crossed my arms. “So. Why are we meeting here?”
Gil smiled. “Because it turns out we are both after the same thing.”
“You’re not taking the girl.”
Her laugh rang. “Keep your precious succubus, Erik,” she said. “I was referring to what is hunting her.”
“Huh. And what would that be?”
A buzzing sound penetrated my head, like a faulty radio station struggling to make sense. Not here , a voice rang in my head. It sounded exactly like the voice in my dream − just less painful.
The angels. Whatever they were about to share must be some classified stuff.
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