Lucas: Origins Of A Demon
Page 13
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
Archangel feathers are one of the rarest things in existence, at least in this world. There hasn’t been an archangel on the earth since the Big Dude flooded the place millennia ago. Archangels prefer to sit up in Heaven, lording it over the lower angels, making them do their bidding on Earth. And even when the archangels were on earth, they were not in the habit of losing too many of their precious feathers. The ones they did lose, they lost in battle as they wiped out hordes of filthy humans in places like Sodom and Gomorrah, before the Big Dude finished the job with all that water. How any of those precious lost feathers even survived to this day, Lucas will never know. In his two hundred year search for one, half the time he went on blind faith that a feather even still existed. It was blind faith that allowed him to keep running from Leonard, that allowed him to keep searching for the “holy grail”. It was only recently that he heard that the Watchers had acquired a feather, validating all those decades of faith he so desperately held on to. And now, here it is, finally in his hands.
Lucas strips naked and kneels in the middle of the carpeted floor in his suite in the upstairs of the club. The feather has many applications when used with the right magic, but the only application Lucas is interested in at the moment is the one that will make him a Divine Being. The spell involves channeling the divine energy within the feather into himself, forging it with his demon spirit. It takes him an hour or so to complete the complicated spell, and once it is done he stands, his human body completely healed, which is a nice side benefit to having all that divine energy running through you.
Lucas is now something that no other demon has ever been before. Demonic and Divine at the same time. A one of kind. And untouchable to any other demon, even to the King of Hell himself. Even to the Great Adversary…as long as he stayed out of Hell, which he planned on doing for the rest of eternity at least.
“I’m sure you are very pleased with yourself.”
Leonard is sitting at the bar in the club, Lucas having summoned the demon only moments before. The two of them are drinking vodka, the bottle on the bar between them.
“That’s one way of putting it,” Lucas says, unable to keep the smile from off his face. “I’m a Divine Being now. You or no other demon can touch me. I could probably destroy you right now.”
Leonard is back to wearing his “handsome face” again. He smiles. “But you won’t, will you? That’s not who you are, Lucas.”
“No, it’s not.”
“You are something of an enigma, for a demon, I mean. Have you always been so?”
Lucas thinks back over his long life for a moment, then nods his head. “Sometimes, I don’t even understand myself.”
“And I was so looking forward to torturing you.”
“Life is full of disappointments, Leonard. You of all demons should know that.” A sly smile crosses Lucas’ lips. It felt good to say that. “But look on the bright side. With all the time you’ll have not chasing after me, you can put all your energy into going after the throne again.”
Leonard drains what is left in his shot glass and slams it down on to the bar. “Mark my words, Lucas. This isn’t over. At some point I will have the power of the Adversary behind me and I will use it to find a way to drag you back to Hell where you belong, Divine Being or not.”
“You mean only if you hold on to the power long enough this time?”
Leonard’s face hardens, anger boiling behind it. Lucas holds his stare.
“Go back to Hell, Leonard. I never want to see your face here again. If I ever do, I won’t hesitate to destroy you utterly next time.”
Leonard stares, but he has nothing left to say. Neither has Lucas, who turns his back and pours himself another shot of vodka. When he turns around again, Leonard is gone.
For good this time.
————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————
Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed the book as much as I did writing it. If you get a moment, I would greatly appreciate it if you could leave your honest review of the book at Amazon. As an indie author, this would help me out a lot.
Don’t forget, you can also sign up to my Watchers Inner Circle to get two of my other books completely free!
Get Your Free Books Here!
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
Hell Is Coming (Watchers Book 1)
Hell Is Here (Watchers Book 2)
Hell And Back (Watchers Book 2.5)
Bad Grace (A Watchers Companion Novel)
CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
N.P. Martin is the author of a number of bestselling non-fiction books. He loves everything to do with urban fantasy, demons, the occult and kick ass characters. As well as writing, he teaches self defense to private clients and is a blackbelt in Jujitsu. He lives
in N. Ireland with his wife and three daughters.