The Artful by Wilbert Stanton

Author:Wilbert Stanton
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Ya, Romance, Sci-Fi
ISBN: 9781620075265
Publisher: Curiosity Quills Press
Published: 2014-05-27T05:00:00+00:00

thought the scream was mine at first, no matter how feminine it sounded. A weight fell on top of me, and I thought it was Adam snuffing the life out of me. Warm liquid spilled across my chest and arm. Blood. I feared it mine. At least I didn’t feel anything. Thank goodness for small miracles. I waited for the darkness to overcome me, welcoming me into the afterlife. But then I heard Dodger’s familiar voice.

“Back off, assholes! Twist, no time for panic. We have to go.”

I opened my eyes. Adam’s lifeless face was inches from mine. The blood was pouring down his face, trickling onto me from a small hole on the side of his head. I looked around as I struggled from under him. Dodger stood a couple of feet away from us, holding a smoking gun in his shaking hands. He wore the robes of an Angel, the hood pushed back to reveal his face. He had a distant look, and his skin was paler than Adam’s dead flesh. I kicked the body off, and Eve was quickly at its side, emitting a mix of cries and screams. I almost felt bad for her. Almost.

“Angels! Kill those bastards!” she yelled, pointing a condemning finger at us.

I ran to Dodger’s side. He still held the gun, but he wasn’t aiming it at the other two Angels. They stood frozen, surely under the impression that he would shoot them, but coming up closer to him, I realized his eyes weren’t exactly seeing anything.

“Dodge,” I said, putting a hand on his shoulder. He flinched, looking at me as if for the first time. “You saved me!”

“We… we have to go!” he said, still not moving. I took the gun from his hands and aimed it at the two remaining Angels. My actions seemed to pry Dodger from his trance, like the gun was a curse that I had just lifted. He blinked a couple of times, trying to clear his head, and looked at me with a half-grin. “I need to start keeping track of all the times I save your behind.”

“You killed him!” Eve glared at us, still holding Adam’s limp head in her bloodied lap. “You killed him! I swear to God I will make you pay!”

“Please,” Dodger said, as I started pulling him toward the door. “No need for clichés. I know, I know, you’ll make it your life’s work and all, etcetera, etcetera.”

We began running with no sound of pursuit. The only thing that followed us was Eve’s anguished screaming. I had precious little time to appreciate not being chased before the sounds of heavy boots echoed throughout the corridor.

“Which way?” Dodger yelled from behind me.

“I’m not sure. I followed her here, and, even so, the way we took only leads deeper into the cathedral. We need to get out, not in.”

“Wait!” Dodger grabbed my arm. “This way, I remember now.” He led me down a corridor. We went in silence, making turn after turn. At

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