Dark Saviors: The Consequence of Destiny Novella by Cournoyer Brittany

Author:Cournoyer, Brittany [Cournoyer, Brittany]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2018-10-17T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

If I thought the outside looked like something clichéd from a horror movie, the inside was just as bad. The broken windows and shutters allowed just enough of the setting sunlight to filter through. I was able to make out the broken pieces of furniture, spray painted walls, and leaves that’d been blown in over time. Nature was a force with that house and persistent vines had broken through the crumbling foundation of the house and climbed over the walls and broken mantle of the fireplace. They snaked across the ceiling toward the other side and wound their way around the broken pieces of furniture and chandelier that swung from the center of the ceiling.

“Well, this place is pretty creepy,” I muttered, and nearly jumped out of my skin when I heard a mouse scamper across the floor.

“Let’s go. They’re upstairs,” Alistair ordered.

“Of course they’re upstairs. Why not be any closer to the door than need be?” I grumbled as I followed Alistair through the house.

Every move we made the house seemed to groan under our weight and I was terrified it’d collapse at any second. Thankfully, the house seemed to have good bones and a strong-ish foundation, so it was holding up during our walk through the house.

Alistair, using his canine-like sniffer, led us through the main living room into what appeared to be a dining room. Off to the left was a doorway but the door was missing off the frame. He walked through it, with me following him, and into a back room with a staircase. And why wouldn’t there be a staircase in the back of a house? Why not use the main one where the most light was shining on it? Oh, because that’d be too easy.

Alistair put his foot on the bottom step and the entire house seemed to shake under his weight. The stairs groaned, and I felt the floor move under my feet.

“Uh, is the house like alive or something?” I asked stupidly.

“It’s angry that we are here. This is a house of evil.”

“Oh, well that’s nice to know. Maybe you can collect some damned souls while you’re here.”

Alistair turned around to look at me and when he did my breath caught in my throat. His eyes were glowing. There weren’t lit up by some incoming light, or flashing with anger. No, they had a bright yellow tinge to them made him look like an animal at night.

I opened my mouth to try to make a joke about his glowing eyes since humor was my go-to during intense situations, but my words got trapped in my throat. On the wall behind him I could make out a shadow…of wings. Skeletal, plucked angel wings that moved whenever Alistair did. What the hell?

“I already have,” he growled at me, his voice sounding deeper than ever.

With that comment, he turned and started to head up the stairs, his shoulders set in fierce determination. And I felt like I had no choice but to follow him.

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