Authors: Summer Cooper
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nce they were ready
, the pair headed outside to walk to the nearest diner. The walk was short and so was the conversation. It wasn’t until they were seated that Remi started asking all the questions. Subjects ranged from her childhood, first kiss, favorite color and dream job. You name it, he asked it. Ana gladly answered all of his questions; not once did she feel like she was being interrogated. Remi just seemed genuinely interested in her life.
When the food came they ate in comfortable silence, simply enjoying the meal. When they were done Remi paid the bill and they left. It wasn’t until they were a block from Remi’s apartment building that Remi saw him.
Remi grabbed Ana’s arm and started to run. “Come on, let’s go. We have to get out of here. And fast,” he said.
“What’s going on?” Ana asked.
“There is a demon out there and he was waiting for us. Hurry up before he sees where we have gone.”
The two continued to run for a few more blocks, until they came to an empty alley. Remi led her to a big heavy metal door. He held out his hand and said something in words that Ana couldn’t understand and then the door slowly opened.
“One of those old spells again?” she asked.
“Something like that,” he said as he led her through the doorway.
They continued down a dimly lit hallway, then down a metal staircase until they reached another door. Remi used a key card and a pass code to unlock the heavy door. The door opened into a small but cozy space. There was a main room with a kitchen and a small bathroom off to the side.
“What is this place?” Ana asked.
“It’s my safe house,” Remi answered. “I’ve found that having a safe place can come in handy over the years,” he smiled.
Ana looked around, taking in the space. “Exactly how old are you?” she asked.
Remi ran his hand through his hair and smiled. “Are you sure you really want to know?”
“I’m a big girl. I can handle it,” she smirked as she sat down on the small loveseat.
Remi sat down next to her. “Okay then. I was born in 780 B.C.,” he said with a straight face.
Ana was in complete shock. “780 B.C.?” she gasped. “As in before Christ? There is no way you’re that old!”
“I asked if you really wanted to know,” Remi countered. “I’m an angel, of course I’m old. We don’t have small life spans like humans do.”
“But you’re talking over two thousand years old.”
“Some women think men get better with age. Like a fine wine,” he joked.
Ana couldn’t agree more. The man was beautiful, even if he was ancient. “I suppose so.”
Remi knew that Ana thought so. Even though she tried to act nonchalant, her eyes told the truth. If there was one thing that Remi had learned over the years, it was how to tell when someone was lying.
He moved to grab her hand and just held it, gently rubbing the back of it with his finger. Ana looked up at him and he couldn’t help himself. He leaned down and gently kissed her. Ana loved the softness of his lips on hers. Neither of them tried to move, both just in the moment.
Remi pulled away first and ran a finger down Ana’s cheek. “That was wonderful,” he said.
“Likewise,” Ana confirmed. “Will you tell me about your life? What happened?” she asked quietly.
Remi moved then, so that her head was resting on his shoulder, their hands intertwined on his lap. “It’s not a pretty story, Ana.”
“But it’s a part of you. So it’s important to me.”
“What am I supposed to do with you?” he joked. His smile quickly faded and he took a deep breath. “I haven’t told this story in a long time,” he paused. “I was a member of the transcendental guard. Sam was a member too. We were the protectors of the light, we were responsible for keeping the dark out. To protect the innocent and serve the council and their orders. It went without saying that we were expected to give our lives up to the cause and if we happened to die in the process, well that was just one possible outcome.”
Remi continued, “I was happy with my role in life. To guard and protect was the highest honor, not easily given. I was good at what I did and easily rose to be a leader. Others looked up to me and respected me and it gave me a sense of wellbeing, like it was exactly what I was supposed to be doing. We battled with the darkest of the dark’s monsters and always came out on top. It seemed that nothing they came up with could defeat my guard or my men.”
He took a deep breath and tried to gather his next words. “We had been called out to a mission dealing with Ornias, a very evil fallen angel. Angels can fall for several reasons. His were at the extreme, making mine look pale in comparison. Ornias was guilty of many things, like killing Aquarius born men, sucking the blood from humans and touching boys. He was a terror and had to be dealt with.”
“He sounds horrible,” Ana said.
“He was. We had been told that he had just slaughtered many men and he still had some young boys in his possession. When we arrived, there were bodies everywhere. Blood splashed everywhere like it had rained red. My men had split up and were searching the grounds for the boys when we heard the scream. It was a single scream and it was bloodcurdling. I was the first to arrive to find the boy. He had been tied up and you could tell that Ornias had already had his way. The boy was crying uncontrollably and it was heartbreaking. He must have only been 10 or 11 years old. The boy was mumbling something in between sobs but I couldn’t understand him. I cut his ties and pulled him into my arms, telling him that everything was going to be alright.”
“While I was trying to console him, the boy became anxious and started to fight against me. Looking back, I think that he thought I was going to hurt him like Ornias had. He shoved away from me and had somehow managed to grab the dagger from my hand. I tried to talk to him, tried to calm him but nothing was working. I slowly tried walking towards him but before I could move he had taken the dagger and stabbed himself in the stomach, instantly killing himself.”
After a moment of silence Remi went on. “It was horrible. There I was, a seasoned warrior, who had seen it all and I couldn’t even bear the idea of such an innocent taking his own life out of sheer terror. It was my job to protect the innocent and I had clearly failed that day. My men hadn’t found any other boys, and there were no signs of Ornias anywhere. He had fled and left nothing but devastation behind. I returned to the light council to report what had happened. Only, they already knew and were not happy.”
“Failing is a high crime and not taken lightly. I was charged with failing to perform my main duty as a transcendent guardian; protecting the innocent. If I had killed Ornias, the punishment wouldn’t have been so fierce. Since he was still roaming free, still causing pain, I was sentenced with a heavy hand. Sent to Earth, never to return to heaven. Striped of all my merits, I was alone. Sam tried to fight for me, but it was useless. So I gave up everything I had and came to live on Earth. I loathed anything and everything that had to do with the light. I spent many decades in drunken comas, not caring about anything, including myself.”
“I refused to feel anything, except for emptiness. I couldn’t bring myself to acknowledge how far I had fallen not just in my station, but in life itself. I was a horrible person for a long time. Not a person you would want to know, let alone spend time with. I was wallowing in self pity and didn’t care. To this day, I’m still a version of that man. I’m noncommittal and tend to live in the moment, not caring about the future. That morning in the coffee shop, that is how I live my life.”
“How sad,” Ana said.
“Please, don’t pity me.”
Ana turned up to look at him. “I don’t. You have indeed come through hell and back, there is no question of that. It sounds as if you were too severely punished for a crime that you couldn’t control the outcome of. But the way that you have chosen to live your life, that is sad. You are a great man, Remi. You shouldn’t have to live your life like that. I know that it hurts to feel, but what value does a life have if it is not lived and felt?”
“What do you expect from me?” he asked.
“Change. You have wasted too much time stuck in the past, trying to avoid everything and that is no life. I want you to live. I want you to feel. I want you to be free to be yourself, not the version you think you are, but the real Remi. The one who cared for people and himself. Show me him and I will show you a man who has it all. Show me, Remi, show me.”
Ana had tears running down her face and Remi moved to swipe one with his thumb. “I don’t know how,” he said quietly.
“Then let me help you,” Ana said as she captured his mouth with hers.
This kiss was different from the first. This one was full of promise and passion. Remi didn’t hesitate and pulled Ana into his strong arms. There was a need to get closer, to not know where he ended and she began. Remi needed to feel her skin on skin. He raised her arms and quickly removed her shirt. While she was removing her bra, he took off his shirt and then took her in his arms, bringing her as close as possible without breaking their kiss.
He ran his hands through her hair and down the back of her neck, moving lower until he reached her jeans. He used his hands to rock her over his hardness, enjoying the friction too much to stop. His tongue delved deeper into her mouth and he could feel her hard nipples rubbing against his chest. It felt euphoric. She felt euphoric. Remi had been with countless women, but something about this felt like it was the first time. This was new and he couldn't get enough of her.
Ana was coming undone with every movement. Their contact felt amazing, but she wanted more, needed more. She wanted him and nothing but him. She broke their kiss and got up to remove her pants and underwear. She stood there naked, waiting for Remi to remove his pants too. He slowly unbuttoned his jeans and lowered the zipper. He lifted his hips and shoved his jeans down over his knees. There were no boxers and he took Ana’s breath away. This man was so beautiful, both inside and out and she couldn’t wait to show him that. Silently, she knelt between his legs and before he could say anything, she was holding him in her hand and taking him into her mouth.
Remi couldn’t stand it. It was like never before, like nothing else and he wanted to die from the intense pleasure. Seeing her take him in her mouth was mind blowing. It wasn’t too long though before he stopped her and brought her up to his lap. “If you keep it up, this will end before I want it to,” he said.
Ana gladly sat on his lap and leaned in for another scorching kiss. The kiss seemed to be endless, with Remi rubbing his hands all over her torso and chest. He stopped and played with each of her nipples before sliding his fingers into her wetness. Ana couldn’t stop the moan that escaped her mouth, not that she was trying. He felt so good inside of her.
“More,” she pleaded.
Remi took the hint and was at her entrance, sliding the tip between her wet folds. “Ready?” he asked.
Ana nodded desperately and then Remi was inside of her, filling her with his length. Remi rained kisses down her neckline as he began to move to a steady rhythm. Ana felt like she was going to die from the intense pleasure. He was everywhere and she loved it. The feel of their bodies together, moving as one, was beautiful. It was more than she could take, Remi increased his thrusts and she came undone in his arms. It wasn’t a moment later and he was right behind her, pulling her even closer to him.
Remi walked them to the bed and they fell asleep in one another's arms.
A
na was having a most
unusual dream. It was like everything was in a haze and the harder she tried to focus, the worse the picture got. The only clear thing that she could make out was Sam. In the picture, she was holding Sam’s head in her lap, crying over him. She woke up in a cold sweat and couldn’t get the dream out of her head.
“Ana, what’s wrong?” Remi asked as he sat up.
“I just had the weirdest dream,” she said. “I’m not sure what was happening but I was sitting on the ground holding Sam’s head in my lap and crying like crazy.”
“A dream you say?” Remi asked.
“Yeah. Everything was kind of hazy, but that one image was clear.”
“Have you had dreams like this before?”
Ana shook her head. “No, nothing like this. It’s weird.”
“Ana, I don’t think it was a simple dream. I think that you had a vision.”
“A vision? Like a seer?”
“Sort of. From the way that you described the image it seems like everything else was blurry so that you can concentrate on the image projected. Clairvoyant is the term the light use.”
“I guess that makes sense,” Ana said. “Do you think that is my gift then?”
“That would be my guess. The gift of prophecy is very prized and you should feel honored to have it. Both the light and dark will be vying for your loyalty.”
“Great,” Ana sighed, sounding defeated.
“Everything will be okay,” Remi assured. They snuggled back down and went back to sleep.
In the morning, Remi awoke Ana and said that he was going to get some coffee and bagels. Deciding it was time to clean up, Ana hopped in the shower and let the hot water soak into her skin. She was just getting out, when Remi returned with two hot coffees and a bag of pastries. He went to set them down in the kitchen and then came over to Ana and gave her a good morning kiss.
They were getting ready to sit down, when the front door was knocked down. Ana screamed and ducked down behind the breakfast bar. Remi said one of those spells and a weapon magically appeared in his hands. The dark demon stood in the doorway, in fighter’s stance, waiting for Remi to make a move.
“My name is Rone, and I am here to collect the girl,” the demon spewed. “Stand down or die!” he yelled.
“You will never have her, demon! Go back to hell, where you belong!” Remi taunted.
Rone hissed and moved closer to Remi. The two battled for what seemed like a lifetime, but was really a few minutes. Ana watched them from behind the bar; her heart squeezed every time the demon landed a hit on Remi. The two struggled and Rone managed to pin Remi on the floor. He then lifted the sword looking thing that Ana had seen in the alley way. Before she knew what she was doing, she was standing up and yelling at the demon.