Immoral - G. Bailey Page 0,34
last time we met and instead killed an innocent vampire. You were my best friend, and more than once you have tried to kill me now!”
“I wasn’t going to kill you; my aim is good. I would have only caught your side and made you stop! You were running away from me!” he shouts, taking another step closer to me. I flick my eyes to the door, knowing I need to end this now. Riley is just taking up time, and another angel could come, making it harder for me to do this. “Don’t you dare, Katy!”
Ignoring him completely, I bolt for the doors, knowing I will be quicker than he is. I crash into the doors, noticing they are locked with chains. I grip the thick links, pulling at them, then hearing them start to crack just as Riley grabs my waist and throws me away from the doors. I stumble on my feet before I fall on my face, seeing a sword on the floor nearby. I pick it up as Riley storms over to me, his sword held at his side. His anger-filled eyes clash with mine as we both strike out at each other at the same time, the clang of our swords vibrating down my arm.
“I was always better than you in class. Give up now, Katy,” he taunts as I push all my strength into the next blow, knocking him back a step. He is right, Riley was always better than me at sword fights, but then again, I wasn’t a vampire back then. Using my vamp speed, I hit faster and harder, knocking him back and back until he is pressed against the archway, where there is one hell of a fall on the other side. “I can keep you safe if you stop. Just stop, Katy!” he screams at me, hitting back harder with his sword, and swiftly he manages to cut my upper arm.
“Fuck,” I swear, stumbling a little, and he takes advantage, knocking my sword out of my hand and lifting the tip of his sword to under my neck.
“I will always win against you, Katy. Let me help you, I will keep you safe and—” He stutters, shock clouding his eyes as he looks down. My hand is still wrapped around the knife I’ve just slammed into his stomach, blood pouring around the metal blade and down his white trousers. Tears fill my eyes as he drops the sword, stumbling back to the archway. My heart cracks as he reaches for me, but I don’t catch him. I do what he did to me, I let him fall. Riley falls backwards off the side of the castle, and I close my eyes for a moment, both my hands shaking harshly.
I just killed my childhood friend.
And I hate that it was me that had to do it. Gods, I hate myself right now. Wiping away my tears, I narrow my eyes on the double doors and the fake god behind it. This is all his fault. He did this to me and Riley. I run to the doors, gripping the chains tightly, and pull them apart like paper in my anger. I wrench the doors open, the blasting light flashing into me as I step into the room. The pressure of his power instantly tries to make me submit, but it doesn’t work like it did before.
I’m not an angel anymore.
“You can’t control me. That’s why you hate the vampires, isn’t it?” I chuckle, pulling out the dagger he made for me. “The child of your own creation can kill you. Funny how fate works like that.”
The three ghosts hover in the room, and I look directly at them. I don’t know how much of them is left, how much they remember, or if they are empty souls of goddesses that once held so much power.
“Help me stop him, and then we will be free,” I plead with them. The goddesses all turn to me, and each one nods their heads. They walk into the light, and it flickers before going still, giving me the time I need to kill it.
Yes!
“I am a god, you cannot kill me!” he roars as I run right towards him, dagger held in the air. “You are nothing compared to me! Compared to the time I have lived! You are—”
He halts as I throw the dagger at the light, and I watch as it disappears into him. For a moment, fear cripples me that