Storm clouds gathered in the early morning sky. Unusual for Arizona since they usually gathered towards evening. Perhaps they were reflecting Gabriel's thunderous mood as he finished his “business” with Marco de LaGuardia. He had completed that task successfully, but he felt no sense of joy. Satisfaction, yes. Joy, no. If there weren't scum like Marco on this earth, then there'd be joy.
No, these clouds portended something truly evil brewing. Gabriel had pissed off Satan by plucking at the sanity of one his minions. And Manny, Satan's tool, was next on the list. Once Gabriel identified all of the kids being exploited and sold by him for lurid, depraved acts with sick, twisted adults, Manny's time would come. There would be a showdown, of this Gabriel was sure. And he was just as sure that he would claim yet another victory against Evil. Over many millennia, Gabriel's record had been stellar.
Gabriel returned to find Caleb staring out the window at the roili
Ancient GaulRaphael charged into the Temple of Sirona. “Where is she? Where is my wife?” He asked anyone and everyone who would listen, but no one seemed to know and shook their heads solemnly. “Aiden,” he called to one of the guards.“Yes?”“Something’s wrong. I haven’t been able to sense Sirona all day. Now, tell me where she is, man. Tell me so I can see her and know she’s all right.”“I can’t tell you something I don’t know myself.” Aiden worried the short beard on his chin. “We’ve been looking for her since after midnight when she fooled us into thinking she slept. She’s wanted to free herself of the guards for hundreds of years now, even though she knows we are here to protect her gift at all costs. Looks like she finally succeeded. Everyone who can is looking for her, I promise.”Raphael glanced around at the hordes of followers bringing the day’s offerings to the temple, and a sudden chill ran up his spine. He unfurled his wings and took flight, praying he’d find her safe som
Sedona, ArizonaEighteen months ago“Yo, Serena. Get a load of this!”“Get a load of what?” Serena shouted as she jumped down from her Jeep and poured the waiting bucket of cool water over her head. “Ahh, just what the doctor ordered.” She breathed in deeply, dragged her fingers through the tangled mess of honey-kissed hair, and sighed. It had been a brutally hot tour of Sedona’s most popular vortex sites this morning.“You got one heck of a package delivered earlier. It’s sitting on your desk. Why don’t you go to your office and check it out?” Callie had mischief in her eyes and a shit-eating grin on her face. She’d changed her hair color, again. Shocking pink waves framed her pale face today. It matched her lip color and complimented her bold personality. Serena shook out her hair and wiped her face with her shirt sleeve as she walked past her best friend. Giving her a playful shove, she stuck her tongue out and pushed her way through the door to her office. She froze a moment and s
She’d been pulling wicked long hours during the spring and the beginning of the summer without a break. After long days in the Jeep, she’d go and sit with her father in the nursing home; feeding him dinner, making one-sided small talk, and assuring herself of the excellent care by the staff. She’d cut back on both, but it didn’t help. Now, with Jared coming home with such an extravagant gift for her…. Well, she hoped everything was on the up and up. Deep down, though, she knew better. But what could she do? While driving up the winding path to the house, she let her mind wander back through memories of her childhood. She and her brother had played their own special tag game of roadrunner and coyote in the desert landscape surrounding the house. At twilight, while watching the sun set on many an evening, she’d often tell her dad that when she grew up, she was going to ride people around showing them the beauty of the land. She’d promised to live in that very home with her husband, five
Outside Prophet’s Point, ArizonaTwelve months agoJared couldn’t stand himself any longer. He stunk from puke and urine, both of which had made permanent stains on his clothing. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d showered or even eaten. How the hell did he wind up such a fucking mess? Only an asshole would ask that question of himself. I guess I’m one big asshole. His first mistake, stealing relics from Dr. Chappo. His second, pawning them for heroin. I should have stuck with cocaine. He’d been on the run since passing off the last relic to his sister, the one of Sirona. I’m just one big fuckup. Now he’d be lucky to live past the day. If only he could get some food in his belly and drugs in his veins.At daybreak, after hours of wandering aimlessly and finally collapsing, he found himself lying beside a huge tent with heavenly smells emanating from the rolled-up windows above him. Too weak t
Sedona, ArizonaPresent“Well, I hope you all enjoyed your Spiritual Enlightenment tour. May you find yourselves refreshed, re-energized, and on your way to spiritual contentment. Please come back and join us anytime you need to recharge your batteries,” Serena chirped, dying to recharge her own.“Oh, thank you so much, Serena.” One of the ladies in the group gave her a hug and stepped back. “We had a wonderful experience and can’t wait to bring our friends next time! Good-bye!”She smiled and walked into the lobby of her office. Callie sat at the reception desk, talking on the phone. “Yo, Serena! A delivery came for you this morning. It’s in the office on your desk.” She immediately went back to her phone conversation.A delivery? I’m not expecting anything, am I? My birthday is a good six months away, but maybe…could it possibly be…?Running a
Mingus MountainJerome, ArizonaRaphael loved hiking in the mountains. It fixed whatever ailed him. These days, he was desperate for the mountains to work their magic, but no such luck. He’d been hiking the Mingus, the supposed spiritual center of the valley, for almost a week now, and he felt no better than when he first began.Six months ago he’d healed thousands of angels and innocents in an epic war between Good and Evil. “We can never save them all.” He’d spoken those words to the Great Savior Mother, Emma. She’d fought tirelessly to save as many innocents as possible, and now that simple statement came to haunt him daily as he fought to reconcile his ineffectiveness at saving one of his own. He constantly thought of Seraphiel, a Brethren Warrior, who had been ruthlessly killed by Agremon, Satan’s henchman. He had tried to retrieve a stolen ritual knife meant to be used by Satan to sacrifice Emma&r
Serena had backed into something hard and unyielding, with bad breath. Before she had a chance to scream, a thick hand came around to cover her mouth, while the other wrapped firmly around her waist. He dragged her back into the house and threw her onto the pile of trash she used to call her living room. She had no purchase to scramble away and hardly any breath left, since her hard landing had knocked it clear out of her. Splinters of some unidentified piece of wreckage poked through her shirt and scratched her back. Plumes of fluff from a seat rose in the air. Dazed and in pain, she thought a bear hovered above her, but it morphed into a burly man with a ski mask. He pounced on top of her, squeezing out the last pockets of air in her lungs. He’d drawn his arm back, and a meaty, clenched fist seemed eager to pummel her face. And then, the thug growled as his eyes glowed a fiery red.She closed her eyes and braced for a brutal assault that never came. Instead a voice sh
She had reached as far as the time parameters would allow and started back down the dusty trail. But the men blocked her path. “Uh, guys, we need to head back down toward the Jeep if we’re going to make it back to base on time. So, if you’ll walk back towards the left, please….” “I don’t think we’re going to make it back in time, Serena,” said the one the others called Steve. “No, I really don’t think so.” “I’m not following, Steve. Turn around and walk back down, please.” Annoyance clear in her tone, she tried to move past the three of them, but again they blocked her path. “What’s going on here?” She wasn’t so sure she wanted to know at this point. Her heart thrummed in her chest, and it took all of her fortitude to keep her voice steady. She could kick herself for not stopping the tour earlier when their behavior deteriorated. Now she’d put herself in a vulnerable position. “It’s called you’re coming with us. Now you can make this real easy