“Tell me your name.” It was a demand as Hotan healed himself, building up the courage and focus he would need. “I WANT YOUR NAME YOU BASTARD!”
“Iapetos.” The dark eyes stared into him as if the devil himself had caught sight of his soul. “Rightfully one of the Titan Gods. Is that not what we are?”
“We are not Gods. We are the cursed ones.” Hotan allowed his power to let lose, to boil out of him as it over filled him. “You have brought enough destruction and agony on this earth. I have waited a long time to meet you, and now that I know who you are. I am not afraid.”
“Not afraid?” Laughing, Iapetos stretched his arms out; revealing large decayed wings, clinging to what clumps of black feathers remained. “Oh! You should be afraid! You may be flesh and blood, but I will take that soul. It still smells like him. I can taste it. His soul will be mine!”
“My God,” Saphellia had come from thin air, she stood shaking as she slid to her knees. Fear overcame her as her eyes reflected the image of what looked like a Dark Angel. “May God have mercy on us.”
“I could care less what affairs you had with Hotan. You are dealing with me, your son, not the one who was your father.” This was the crime, the sin and the fear that the Old Hotan had hidden from them all of them.
His older brother laid dead, people had been hurt and killed over the centuries because he hid- no ran from his own son that he had brought back to life. It wasn’t what he wanted. He wanted to bring Liora back and all he got was this. Something cold and dead, something that wanted to be with him and that he cast to the side. Iapetos had cast me to the side with the same fear and resentment. He will pay for the innocent lives he has carelessly destroyed chasing a coward, a broken man.
I will show him the man I have become and that he failed to be.
They ran at each other. Each crying out, glowering at one another ignoring the others who had made their way to the rooftop. As they came ever closer, black and blue flames collided and blinding light sparked from it. Blinding what had happened, light is all that they saw.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Valerie Willis is a 30-year-old creative mind that pours her imagination into several platforms, whether in the form of sketches, writing, or even developing video games. As far back as Fifth Grade, she would fill composition books full of adventures. As time passed, she found her poetry and short stories winning awards at her schools as well as being added to Anthologies. She is currently working on her Bachelors of Science in Gaming and Simulation Programming with DeVry University. When she isn’t studying for her courses you can usually find her digging through her books regarding mythology and the medieval times as well as scouring the internet for more resources. Occasionally the boys (Jack and Keith!) call her out for a round or two of video games whether it’s Halo on the XBOX 360 or supporting her team on League of Legends online.
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Tattooed Angels Trilogy
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