Summon Dorn (Archangels Creed) by Azure Boone, Kenra Daniels Page A
Authors: Azure Boone, Kenra Daniels
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army of mutated beings, using human and animal DNA, and demonic spirits. And the only way we can fight them is here on earth, but in order to do that we have to create a warrior that can fight in this realm, on their turf."
The enormous men just stared at them now, as though holding their breath, waiting.
Lucian for some reason believed them, one-hundred percent. He looked down at Jessie to see how she was faring through this freak breach of sanity.
She cleared her throat a little. "What do we do?" The worry in her voice gave Lucian his answer. She believed him too.
Was this a dream?
"You're not dreaming," the blue man said.
" Shi-shoot." He'd read his mind? Lucian was as close as he could get to terror but still on the totally blown away side.
" The passionate kiss you just shared allowed me to appear to you and now I need—"
The ruby man held up a hand in front of the blue one. "Slooooow," he reminded. "This part…needs to be very slow."
" How can a kiss…do that?" Jessie said with a quivery voice.
" We've chosen to form our warriors using two humans in love. The spiritual energy in love and all its counterparts—including passionate kissing—possesses the keys to the most potent power on Earth. We are using the union of two people in love by which to form the warrior."
" Love?" Lucian frowned and glanced at Jessie. "But…how?" What he felt for her… That might be love.
The blue man regarded the red guy briefly, looking a bit bereft. "Can't your humans explain it to them?"
" If your humans agree before understanding, yes."
The red man 's tone said that would be highly unlikely and he was correct. How could they agree to anything without knowing?
The aquamarine looking man sighed deeply, clearly unhappy, and his friend raised both hands. "I can't either, you have to. It's your triumvirate."
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Dorn never imagined in all his angelic years that he would shy away from any task. If ever there were a perfect exception, this was it. Discussing the particulars of coitus with humans was bad enough, but being forced to use fluffy ambiguity instead of unembellished communications went against a deeply grooved grain in his approach to tactical combat. It was sinister enough to be forced to flit around like a delicate butterfly on this cesspool of a planet and using dysfunctional parts to build a twelve man army for taking down a numberless mass of anonymous evil.
He took another deep breath, organizing his speech to accommodate his indirect approach. "The…your… kiss provided the power I needed to appear to you, to take physical from. But to form or create the warrior, I'll need…something greater than a kiss."
He watched to see if they might understand what was necessary from that information. Perhaps they were mentally inadequate? He studied the male, trying to read his thought processes from his expression. Of course he could just listen to his mind but sifting through the detritus of human supposition was more than he could handle at the moment.
The male 's expression said he was trying to reason out what more than a kiss might be, and doubting his conclusion. He didn't want to guess aloud, in case he was wrong. His glance at the female showed his concern over whether she thought the same thing, and if she found the prospect distasteful. Or if she were as eager to proceed as he was.
Chapter Twelve
Lucian was shocked to hear Jessie speak so calmly. "Can we talk? In private?" she asked the angels.
" Of course." The red giant spoke while the blue angel looked like she'd uttered words in an unknown language. "We'll be right outside."
They watched the men walk out the door like normal people would. When it was shut, Jessie pulled on his shoulders frantically. "Oh my God, Lucian, is this really happening?"
He stared down into her face and immediately her lips reminded him of that kiss. "It seems like it."
She peered around him then whispered, "Is he saying he needs us to…you know…"
" Have
The enormous men just stared at them now, as though holding their breath, waiting.
Lucian for some reason believed them, one-hundred percent. He looked down at Jessie to see how she was faring through this freak breach of sanity.
She cleared her throat a little. "What do we do?" The worry in her voice gave Lucian his answer. She believed him too.
Was this a dream?
"You're not dreaming," the blue man said.
" Shi-shoot." He'd read his mind? Lucian was as close as he could get to terror but still on the totally blown away side.
" The passionate kiss you just shared allowed me to appear to you and now I need—"
The ruby man held up a hand in front of the blue one. "Slooooow," he reminded. "This part…needs to be very slow."
" How can a kiss…do that?" Jessie said with a quivery voice.
" We've chosen to form our warriors using two humans in love. The spiritual energy in love and all its counterparts—including passionate kissing—possesses the keys to the most potent power on Earth. We are using the union of two people in love by which to form the warrior."
" Love?" Lucian frowned and glanced at Jessie. "But…how?" What he felt for her… That might be love.
The blue man regarded the red guy briefly, looking a bit bereft. "Can't your humans explain it to them?"
" If your humans agree before understanding, yes."
The red man 's tone said that would be highly unlikely and he was correct. How could they agree to anything without knowing?
The aquamarine looking man sighed deeply, clearly unhappy, and his friend raised both hands. "I can't either, you have to. It's your triumvirate."
****
Dorn never imagined in all his angelic years that he would shy away from any task. If ever there were a perfect exception, this was it. Discussing the particulars of coitus with humans was bad enough, but being forced to use fluffy ambiguity instead of unembellished communications went against a deeply grooved grain in his approach to tactical combat. It was sinister enough to be forced to flit around like a delicate butterfly on this cesspool of a planet and using dysfunctional parts to build a twelve man army for taking down a numberless mass of anonymous evil.
He took another deep breath, organizing his speech to accommodate his indirect approach. "The…your… kiss provided the power I needed to appear to you, to take physical from. But to form or create the warrior, I'll need…something greater than a kiss."
He watched to see if they might understand what was necessary from that information. Perhaps they were mentally inadequate? He studied the male, trying to read his thought processes from his expression. Of course he could just listen to his mind but sifting through the detritus of human supposition was more than he could handle at the moment.
The male 's expression said he was trying to reason out what more than a kiss might be, and doubting his conclusion. He didn't want to guess aloud, in case he was wrong. His glance at the female showed his concern over whether she thought the same thing, and if she found the prospect distasteful. Or if she were as eager to proceed as he was.
Chapter Twelve
Lucian was shocked to hear Jessie speak so calmly. "Can we talk? In private?" she asked the angels.
" Of course." The red giant spoke while the blue angel looked like she'd uttered words in an unknown language. "We'll be right outside."
They watched the men walk out the door like normal people would. When it was shut, Jessie pulled on his shoulders frantically. "Oh my God, Lucian, is this really happening?"
He stared down into her face and immediately her lips reminded him of that kiss. "It seems like it."
She peered around him then whispered, "Is he saying he needs us to…you know…"
" Have
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