Alan Price and the Temple of Artemis by Jonathan Yanez

Author:Jonathan Yanez [Yanez, Jonathan]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Archimedes Books
Published: 2014-11-21T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Once second the pain was so deep in his mind, Alan was beginning to wonder if there ever existed a time when he hadn’t felt its searing agony; the next second, it was gone. The relief the absence of the pressure in his head brought made Alan blink, even smile despite his still dire situation.

A loud whooshing noise accompanied the absence of mental pain. It sounded like a helicopter passing by at an incredible speed.

Alan wasn’t the only one to notice the noise. Gabriel tore his eyes from his prey just in time for what looked like a lightening bolt to strike him square in the chest. The Archangel grimaced and staggered back. The fire orb in his hand, meant for Alan, disappeared in the presence of the interruption.

Alan staggered to his feet, looking in every direction for answers. Michael stood a few feet behind him. The Archangel was wreathed in crackling patterns of electricity. Much like Gabriel, he wore the glowing energy as if it were a part of him.

Michael’s wings were splayed out on either side making him look twice as large as he actually was. In his right hand he held a sizzling shaft made entirely of electricity.

Alan looked past the blood to see his friend and even managed a smile. “I had him.”

Michael gave Alan a wink. “I know you did. Are you hurt?”

“No,” Alan lied, “but I learned the hard way that I can bleed.”

Alan reached Michael’s side and stared back at Gabriel and the bull that had gored him only moments before. Alan was a fast learner. He was already familiar with the tactics of his enemies. “We’re missing one, Michael,” Alan said scanning the area with swift turns of his head. “There’s another one with the ability to get inside your head and—”

A scream spilt the air as a body fell from the sky. The impact the figure made on the ground was sickening. Alan’s eyes widened as he saw the same women who inflicted so much pain on him before now lying still on the grassy knoll. Her left leg was bent behind her in an unnatural position; blood seeped from the corner of her mouth. She was still alive gasping for breath, writhing in pain.

A question was already on Alan’s lips. Just as he was beginning to form his thoughts into words, Seraphim landed beside him in a great rush of black feathers.

“You’re bleeding,” Seraphim said to Alan with a concerned look on her face. “You shouldn’t be bleeding.” Her eyes traveled to the woman’s body she had swooped up, then dropped from the sky just seconds before. “None of you should be bleeding.”

“It is interesting, isn’t it?” Gabriel asked from his position a few yard in front of them. “Only celestial weapons were thought capable of killing a supernatural being.” Gabriel motioned with his chin to his own underling who was twitching in pain struggling to breath only a few feet from his position. He looked at the woman who had decided to fight for him with no more pity than someone would have when stepping on an ant.

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