My Soul to Keep - By Sean Hayden Page 0,70
do you think? He’s got it bad for you. He thinks you’re the only thing in the universe stronger than he is. He also has been toying with you. Now he thinks you’re weaker than he is,” Clarisse added.
“I’m starting to think so, too.”
“We shall see,” Darius said ominously.
I faced him and my stomach suddenly turned. Something was wrong. Something was very wrong. I could feel my sister’s fear in my head. Brett was there. He was going after my family. “No!”
“What?”
“He’s at my house. He has my family,” I said and jumped higher and farther than ever since becoming one of the Fallen. I beat my wings and headed home. I didn’t even look to see if Darius and Clarisse were following me.
* * *
I landed in the middle of the street right in front of my house. The front door hung open and no lights were on. I swallowed my fear and walked up the driveway. I didn't hear any screaming and told myself it was a good sign. I pushed the door the rest of the way open and…
“Well, that was fast. Maybe you’re not as stupid as you look.”
My eyes adjusted and I saw Brett standing there holding my sister in front of him. He had his elbow bent and held her throat in his talons. One squeeze and he could rip her throat out. That didn’t stop Caelyn’s eyes from bulging at the sight of me. I’m sure she figured I wasn’t wearing a Halloween costume anymore.
“What do you want, Brett?”
“You, dead. But not before you suffer.”
“Why? What did I ever do to you?”
“You made me what I am, so I guess I should be thanking you. One thing kept bothering me though. You made me promise never to hurt anyone. I couldn’t help myself. Those people who adopted me never loved me. They wanted a slave. It was time for a little payback if you know what I mean.”
“Brett, I’m sorry. I didn’t know…”
“Don’t pity me! Pity yourself.”
“Why?”
“Because I realized something after I killed Janice and Phil. You didn’t know I'd done it. See, the way I looked at it is, if you were the creator and I misbehaved, you should have known. I think you goofed. I think you poured too much power into me. The other demon said it herself. I shouldn’t have changed that fast. You screwed up. You made me stronger than you are. The way I figure it is if I kill you, I’ll be invincible. The watching you suffer part is just a bonus.”
That settled it. Brett was crazy.
“You’re nuts,” I said.
“Yes, but there’s nothing you can do about it, demon!”
He brought his lips to my sister’s neck in an unbelievably fast strike. Her eyes widened as his fangs pierced her flesh. I expected him to rip it open like he'd done to the others. Instead he drank, looking up at me while he did. His blood covered lips pulled up in a smile.
I took a step forward. “Stop!”
He pulled back and Caelyn slumped in his grasp. “Or what?” He smirked as she dropped to the ground.
I prayed she was just unconscious as I called my blades and attacked. She surprised me by lifting up his pant leg, latching onto his ankle, and biting him with everything she had. He didn’t have time to stop her as I attacked twice, slashing his chest. He caught my other blade in his hands.
“Stupid demon,” he said and kicked me with the leg in Caelyn’s mouth.
His kick broke her grip and kicked me through the open front door.
Darius caught me before I crashed down on the driveway. “Problems, brother?”
“Always. He’s got my family.”
“Come.”
The three of us walked back into the house. Brett was reaching for my whimpering sister. She scrambled to get away from him. He looked up as we entered.
“Connor, now that just isn’t fair. Three against one. Really? You should have brought more demons.” He moved across the room so fast I couldn’t follow his movements.
Darius could though. He caught the vampire in his hand.
“Now you see why he’s a Reaper,” Clarisse said from behind me. I nodded. Darius was fast.
“That was unbelievable.”
“You should see the Warriors.”
Darius picked Brett up by his throat. The vampire struggled futilely in his grasp. He stopped when Darius put his hand against the vampire’s forehead and pulled. My arms shivered at the sudden drop of pressure in the room.
Darius’ hand left Brett’s face. A blue light leaked from the center of his forehead