Hey, everyone. ;D I figured I should post SOMETHING, so here it is. The last chapter of Demon before the Epilogue. If people could review quickly, I'd be glad to just post the Epilogue asap without worrying about review count. ^_^ Thankies in advance!
Chapter 19
The library is a tall, stone building, much like the church and just as ominous. A large plateau of steps makes up its stoop and decorated glass fills its windows.
The area surrounding the edifice was barren of life. All fighting between white and black Demons had shifted elsewhere in the city. May and Drew landed in front and stepped inside as quickly as they could. The iron doors were heavy, and their scraping up against the marble floors inside echoed across the stone walls.
May and Drew took in the majesty of the library’s interior. It was almost like a palace filled with bookshelves upon cupboards of books and scrolls and documents. Everything was neat and orderly, though. Not a book was left on the dark, tiles; not one chair strayed too far from its desk. Dust was rampant, though, and colored the dark, cherry wood furniture and shelves with a thin coating of gray. There was also a second story that ringed around the sections and could be observed through elegant arches. Spiral staircases lead May and Drew to that floor. But where was one to begin looking for a
dagger in such a place?
“I know there are Angels and Demons killing each other outside, but it’s really creepy in here,” Drew said as he and May explored the many aisles of books.
May giggled at his comment.
There were no clues among the books. They all featured wonderful topics, though.
“You know…I wish I would have come here sooner,” May said as she began to get distracted by the titles.
“Same,” Drew agreed. “But…we really need to be finding Sunilluma. Not that…I wanna die as quickly as possible or anything."
“Scared?” May teased. She stuck her tongue out at him, but he was not playful.
“Admittedly, yes. Aren’t you?”
“I haven’t thought about it. I just want to stop all this.”
“But are you?”
May paused at his persistence. The question was weighted, though. Death had never been so close to her life before. But now, with the deaths of her mother and good friend, it had crept up on her too fast for its meaning to really take effect. Death. What was it exactly? What was it like? To be born, only backwards? To have the world go on without you? May had always been one to believe in the joys of an afterlife. She had been forced and brainwashed into believing that after death, good Angels go to heaven, but alas, she was not an Angel. She was a Demon. Would she go to hell now for that fact alone? Lies had once been her truths, so it was difficult for her answer her own questions. Maybe heaven really does exist, but then, why feel fear thinking about one’s death? Why feel anguish thinking about another’s death?
“I am afraid,” May admitted.
She gave Drew a cute smile, a hopeful expression that made him automatically smile back her.
“But…you’re coming with me, so, it’s not all that scary anymore.”
Drew snickered, taking on her happy thought.
Coming to the end of the aisle, they found a pair of doors. Tall and gray, their elegant points reached to the second floor. Drew looked at May.
“A secret room? Could be promising.”
“There’s nothing to lose,” May said, and helped Drew push the doors open, which seemed stuck in place for a good five minutes.
Busting through the opening, May and Drew found a completely new room. It was circular and stone, like a grand dome. The walls were indented all around with cupboards, each containing a few scrolls. In the center was a pedestal that held up a small box, as well as a few documents itself.
“Secret rooms hold lots of secrets,” Drew said playfully. “Care to know Metropolis’ secrets before we, uh, pass on?”
May nodded. They approached the pedestal, and through the box’s glass they could see Sunilluma sparkling below. The dagger was almost identical to Sindarkka. It was a silver blade and its hilt was decorated with heavenly designs and pearl-like gems. Before opening the box, May and Drew picked up a scroll each from either side of Sunilluma and began to read their contents. The documents were records of the great battle two decades ago.
“So,” May began as she finished her literature. “This is the agreement between Demons. The black Demons were never banished – they agreed to leave. But why?”
“Underworld. The dragon feeds on our clans’ hatred for one another,” Drew enlightened her. “You know that. I suppose, like us, Robert just said screw it and agreed to go away to keep the city safe.”
“But…they planned all along to make a come back,” May said. “Wouldn’t that endanger the city?”
“I don’t have all the answers,” Drew answered and looked at his document. “My scroll says the city had been split equally by the Horizon Line. For a long time, the city was actually two cities, but the Angels got prideful and invaded the Darkie side. Everyone became Wrathful and Underworld showed up. This is like a giant deja vu.”
“True,” May agreed. “Then Underworld was sealed away by that spell…and we broke it.”
“You can’t say it’s entirely our fault.” Drew argued, but it was no use. Deep down, he knew that without them, Underworld would have never appeared. However, his statement was not completely false.
“Ya know, even if we would have never met, the Demons were coming back…and everyone would in Wrath, anyway. We don’t know. Maybe it’s better this way. At least we can stop it. If Underworld goes away, things will calm down.”
May nodded. There was no use changing the past. She put her scroll down where she found it, as did Drew, who also opened up Sunilluma’s box. The dagger seemed to glow, and it was uncomfortable for Drew to even handle. Unlike Sindarkka, this dagger seemed to drain his strength. Ignorant to its power, Drew fell to the ground dizzy. May knelt down in shock.
“Drew! Are you okay?”
Drew nodded. “Yeah…come here.”
Putting the dagger down, he gently grabbed May and sat her down between his legs. She leaned on him, her back against his chest and her head below his chin.
The room was dark save for the light that filtered in from the glass windows. Outside, a storm of hatred and agony snarled. May could not take it. There was no where else to go in this life. No other outlet.
In order to save everyone…
Drew leaned up against the pedestal and picked up Sunilluma, the dagger was almost excited that it would slay two Demons. He was not quite sure how to go about this, but a fast death was his aim. There was no need to struggle. He hoped, with every fiber of his being, that their deaths, unlike Ash’s, would not be in vain, and that this plan would work.
“Close yours eyes,” Drew told May.
There was also no reason to be afraid. May did as she was told and allowed her lids to close and her head to fall back onto his shoulder. She trusted him and snuggled her nose against his cheek.
In order to save the city…
With that to be his last memory of existence, he plunged the innocent dagger through his Angelic mate and into himself, piercing the skin as if it were air. May gasped, but was gone in an instant. Her wings drooped, limp, and her spirit faded, this time, permanently. Drew felt himself fading away as well. He too had been stabbed and the incredible amount of energy swept through his body like a hot tidal wave. He closed his eyes and joined May.
We have to die.
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It's not the end! Remember, Epilogue! I shall post it tomorrow - I too must follow my own rules.
*If you see any spelling errors, I'd like to know about them. Thankies. ^^
