Keys of Fate Part Eleven
Keys of Fate
A Story in Serial - Part Eleven
This is part eleven of the serial story I’m currently writing. If you have not read the story from the beginning, you might want to go check out part one first. Click here to read it now. This is a story you get to help me write by providing your feedback in the comments or by sending me a message through my Contact page . If I like your ideas, they might just end up in the story, or I might name one of the characters after you!Part Eleven:The Diner
Abaddon had gained the upper hand. Talis sat on a stool at the counter of the diner, letting the thought fester after sending away the two angels that had given him the report of Viggo’s accident. Their forces were spread too thin to successfully fight this battle. He rubbed his forehead with one hand and absently dropped the other to the hilt of his sword.
How many more of Jehovah’s host had been drawn by the cunning tail of Lucifer in the past few weeks? he wondered. For that matter, how many more could they stand to lose? Their forces still far outweighed the demon army, but the enemy’s tactics had grown far more clever in recent days, and even the battle-hardened archangel had grown weary.
There was one victory to celebrate, however. Lisa was close, and though she had been accompanied by a spirit of guilt, Arbon—Viggo’s lieutenant—had been able to dispatch that one easily enough. She was on the highway now, more hopeful but alone and on her way to see a woman that could ruin everything. The situation was delicate, even fragile, and Viggo’s accident and episode had nearly derailed any chances of restoring this family. Talis sighed and shut his eyes as he willed Viggo to be released from the hospital sooner.
He heard laughter and looked up with a gasp. He was surrounded by trees, and the sky was black. He leapt to his feet and simultaneously drew his shimmering sword. He spun around, too late, and felt the cold sting of a sword opening his chest. His sword fell to the forest floor with a dull thud as he dropped to his knees and looked up to see Abaddon towering over him. The demon’s reptilian eyes betrayed the beauty of his almost human face. His smile revealed the truth Talis had fought to accept.
Abaddon had gained the upper hand.
To be continued…
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