Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ To Rule Hell ❯ Chapter Seven ( Chapter 7 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

"And that's why I never bothered to learn to read. There's nothing but boring stuff there."

"Most of the time."

"So if this place can make food and drink out of thin air, I wonder what else it can do."

"I don't know. For once I'm out of my element." She stood. "I'm going to look for some tech for your upgrade."

"I don't really have anything better to do so I might as well come with you."

She nodded. They walked through the halls and in the rooms. She handed him some things and eventually he was carrying more tech than she thought possible. They went back to the room where his sword was and she started taking things apart. He sat on a small box and watched as she tinkered away. He had no idea what she was doing, but she looked really happy about all of the stuff she got to play with only he was bored to death. She took an energy knife and took his sword apart. Hours and hours and hours went but. They had no idea what time it was since the building was under the sand but Aura was use to late nights when she worked. This was what she lived for. She picked up the sword and pointed it at the wall. Slowly she pulled a trigger on it and an energy bullet ripped through the wall. Pressing a button she flipped it out and the blade came out. Swinging it, she cut straight through a machine. Aura smiled.

He woke with a start when he heard electricity flow through and the steady swinging sound of his sword. "What did I miss?"

She flipped the sword again and the bland curled back like a knife. The barrel of the gun pointed at him. "Half the weight. Twice the power. Doesn't get better than that."

"No it doesn't," he grinned as he reached out for it, swinging it around himself. "You turned it into a gun as well...nice."

"It's solar powered. So as long as you have it in the sun for a few hours, you won't run out of bullets for a long time. Luckily, these lights are nearly like the sun. Minus the harmful rays."

"Is there anything you can't do?" he grinned, honestly amazed at what she had accomplished.

"Yeah...I'm not so good at being a girl."

"Oh right. You are one aren't you?"

She frowned. Putting her tools up, she started to the door. "I think I'll get some sleep. I'm about to pass out."

"Right. I'll probably be in there later. I'm going to explore some more and try out this sword. I'm going ahead and apologizing for any tech I end up destroying."

"Be careful," she said softly before walking out.

"Careful about what?"

Aura took a shower before crawling in bed. With a yawn she laid back and closed her eyes. Her hands hurt. But it was a good kind of hurt. She accomplished something. He whistled while walking through the darkened halls, slicing his sword easily through the walls and learning how to shoot the blasted thing. This was going to make him just about unstoppable.

Hours later, Aura woke up and sat up. She moved out of bed and put some clothes on.

Of course it was at that moment that he came back to the room with a yawn. "Morning. Night. Evening. Something like that." She hurried and dressed. He grinned as he collapsed on the bed. "Without clothes on it’s hard to mistake you for a guy.”

"Don't stare."

"No you did have your panties on." She fixed her shoes then walked to the door. "Where are you going?"

"I don't know. To find something to do."

"Okay, well wake me if you find a way out of here."

"Alright.”

With that he laid down and closed his eyes, feeling himself drift off. Aura searched through everything looking for a way out. She marked the halls she had been down with a marker. Finding some stairs in the far back of the third floor, she went up them and opened a door. She smiled when the night air caressed her cheeks. The door led to the roof.

He woke up a few hours later to her jostling him to get up. "Wha- What is it?"

"I found a way out."

"Oh, really? Nice," he yawned. "Is it day or night out?"

"Night. But it looks like it will be day soon."

He sat up and nodded. "Anyway you can use some of this tech to get us past Regulator patrols? Any image changers, magic rings, or space stuff that will make them think we aren't who we are?"

"Way ahead of you," she said and held up a bag of goodies.

He grinned at the bag. Picking up his sword, he sheathed it and stretched. Taking an extra satchel he kept pressing buttons on the wall until his bag was full of edible supplies. "I almost hate to leave this place. It's perfect...."

"So I guess I'll see you around sometime then."

"Yeah uh...can I...have some of those goodies to get through the checkpoints?"

"You are suppose to take them all. I wrote notes on them for you so you know what they do and how to work them."

"I...can't read," he said slowly.

"I drew pictures."

He frowned and nodded. Taking the other satchel, he situated them on his shoulders wondering how long it would take him to either lose this stuff or cause it to blow up on himself. She walked in front of him showing him the way to the stairs.

Once they were outside, he took his first breath of fresh air in the past few days. "I guess...this is goodbye then. Try not to get yourself killed...."

"I'll do my best."

"Goodbye, Aura."

"Take...care."

"Yeah.... You too." He nodded and stepped off the edge of the building, sliding along the sand down to the bottom where a city one was.

She watched him disappear then slowly closed the door behind her and started on some new works. He reached into the bag of tech stuff and tried to make sense of all of the items he possessed. There were crude drawings and a bunch of symbols, letters that probably would have told him what he was suppose to do. While he examined the pieces, shadows flew above him.

Aura sat in one of the many rooms of the buildings playing with tech though she couldn't stop thinking of him. It wasn't her mess now. She had finally found a place she belonged. With a good cleaning and some things moved around, she could make a whole floor into a home. She would never have to leave.

"Halt!"

He looked up just as three forms descended down upon him. Angels coming down from on high. He shifted and pulled out the items, trying to find everything, but he couldn't figure out what was what. Not that it mattered. The angels already had their weapons drawn. A spear grazed his side, ripping his flesh as the lead angel came down onto him, kicking him back.

"I thought that was you last time," he smirked. "But with the blood I couldn't tell. Now it's crystal clear. You are his brother."

He hissed and held his side, blood pouring from him as he dropped his bags and pulled out his sword. "Whose brother? I don't know what you're talking about or why you're even attacking me!"

"What's this?" He laughed and pulled his spear back. "Don't tell me you have amnesia. That is just perfect! We'll be advanced in Heaven in no time for killing you, Vashmael."

"Vashmael? What kind of name is that? My name is...it is...it's Levy!"

The angels laughed and readied their weapons. He barely had time to block before a mace came down, crashing upon him, forcing him back in time for a sword to slice his thigh and back. He twisted and kicked an angel back only to have the mace crack down on his leg. He bit his lip in pain, his sword flicking out as he pointed it at the angel with the mace. He barely had time to react before pulling the trigger, nailing the angel in the head.

"Zasamel!" The remaining angels glared at him, their brother dead on the ground with his face missing. "You will pay for that!" A spear and blade came crashing down upon him, rendering flesh from bone while he dodged and kicked them back. He couldn't place it, but something about this seemed so familiar to him. Something about it made him double over as images flashed in his mind. There was another fight, similar to this one. A fight long ago.

"Gabriel will want his brother back in pieces..." The spread was thrust toward him, but he was ready for it. Countering with his sword, he twisted it back and fired into the chest of the second angel. Ripping his sword from his dying body, he swung both blades in front of him decapitating the last angel.

Aura slide it the sand to him, her bow out though she had missed all the action. "I heard the gun fire. Are you alright?"

"Yeah," he hissed. "Just some...crazy angels.... Some great protectors. They kind of sucked...and they were crazy."

She looked around at the dead angels. "Levy...what have you done?! Killing an angel is an ultimate crime!"

"Yeah well I really wasn't thinking about that when they were...you know, trying to kill me."

"But you said you wanted to be captured by them!"

"Captured! Not killed! Big difference there."

"Well it doesn't seem like they want to capture you!"

"Gee...ya think?"

"Can't you just live without being so reckless?!"

"How was I being reckless? I walk outside and -bam- angels start using me as a pin cushion and breaking bones."

She threw her hands up in frustration. Ignoring him now, she started back up the sand to her building. He started to call out for her, but instead he decided against it. It would only cause more frustration. Grabbing his bags, he used his sword to keep most the weight off of his broken leg. Searching the angels' bodies, he found a few interesting pieces of tech before hobbling off. Gabriel. Who the hell was Gabriel? Why did just hearing that name cause his head to hurt. Could he really have a brother? What about the rest of his family. Leaning against a building, he whimpered as he took his leg and tried to force the pieces back together. For lack of nothing else, he reached out and ripped something metal from the side of the wall and met it into the form of a cast. A needle stuck in the back of his neck and a mouth guard was slipped into his mouth by small hands from behind. His back arched and his eyes rolled back as he bit down onto the thing, trying hard not to curse as he looked around to see who had just stabbed him.

Arms came around him and pulled him into a chest. Aura pulled him close in his arms. "I don't know why I'm here...I just am, ok?"

He didn't argue. He just simply nodded against her, wincing and shifting while his bones cracked back together and his wounds began to heal. She held him close and stared off into nothing while she felt him shake.

The sun was up in the sky by the time his leg was able to move again. Pulling out the mouth guard he took a deep breath. "Thanks..."

"You're welcome..."

"Why did you come back out here?"

"I told you. I don't know."

He nodded once more, noticing that she was still holding onto him. "I'm...still going to Heaven. The angels said something...does the name Gabriel mean anything to you?"

"He's the head angel of Heaven."

"They said that he was my brother..."

She pulled from him, her eyes wide.

"What?" he asked, curious why she was looking at him like that.

"That would mean you are an angel..."

"Right.... Last time I checked I don't have pretty little wings."

"No...just stubs..."

"You said those were probably from genetic testing."

"Yes...right..." she said quickly.

He grinned at her. "See? Not an angel. I told you they were crazy." She smiled and nodded. He used his sword to stand, offering her his hand to help her up. Slowly she slipped her hand in his. His fingers intertwined with hers as he helped her up. "There you go."

"Thanks."

"Don't mention it...." He hesitated as he stared down at her. "Given the attack...I think it's best that I stay one more night at that tech place. At least so you can have time to show me what all the tech in my bag does. Your drawings are awful."

"That's a good idea."

He just nodded and soon the two of them were heading back inside, hand in hand. Aura dropped his hand when they got inside. She took the bag of tech and started to the room they slept in.

"So...what does what do?" he asked, sitting down on his bed. She slowly went over each piece pointing out how to work it and telling him what each thing did. She kept it simple. "So this is the kind of ring that will help confuse the scanner, and this device will help me look like a different person?" That didn't seem possible, but he took her word for it. He'd learned enough to trust her judgment when it came to tech.

"Yep, and that about sums up everything. So you are good to go."

"Thanks... The information on the ring will it bring up my name as Levy or someone else?"

"Someone else."

"Oh... Too bad. I was starting to like that name. Better than Vashamel...."

"You know...with your real name...I can look you up..."

"I..." He met her gaze and nodded. "I think that I would like that...."

She moved and pulled out her tool making it transformer into a scanner. She pulled up the digital screen and typed in his name then put 'in relation to Gabriel.'

"Vashamel Charion. Age 28. Status fallen."

"Fallen? What does Fallen mean?"

She ran her finger over his status to pull it up.

"Fallen. Cast down from Heaven."

"So I was in Heaven, but I did something to make them mad and they kicked me out. That sounds about right.” She started clicking on other things, digging deeper. "What are you looking for?"

"Why you were kicked out and what genetic alterations you have. It should have been on your record."

"Warning. Virus detected. Invading software. Critical system failure."

"That's not good is it?"

"Shit!" She pulled out quickly and started fixing the virus. "Your documents are wired. Someone doesn't want you to be known about."

"I guess that would explain why when you scan me nothing comes up. They wanted me gone. Erased. Well...that's fine by me. I don't mind having no name."

"You do have a name. And an age. That's something."

"No, I don't. This...Vashamel. Whoever he was, he's not me. He's been erased from records just about. I'm not him."

"And Levy isn’t a real person either."

"Like I said. I'm nobody." She sighed. It was like talking to a brick wall with him sometimes. Standing, she moved back to her bed while her scanner took care of the virus. "I wonder if this Gabriel person...my brother...is the one who booby trapped my stuff."

"I don't really know."

He sat in silence contemplating what he'd just heard. So he had a brother and a name he didn't want. "Call me Levy."

"Ok."

"Can you make with the science and make that permanent on records?"

"It doesn't work like that."

"Why not?" She could do everything else with tech, why not this?

"I can't write on the files or create new ones. They are monitored. I'll be tracked and punished."

"Oh...well...crap."

"I'm sorry."

"Nah, don't be. It's not exactly that big of a deal. I guess I'm Levy. As long as I know that, that's all that matters."

"Yeah, and you are old."

"It said I was 28? Yeah, I guess I am. I thought I'd be younger than that. I don't feel that old...."

"Well you look that old. Funny, I look like a boy and you look old."

"We're the perfect couple," he muttered. She laughed lightly then laid back on her bed. "You know...you might not look like a guy if you tried acting like a girl."

"How do girls act?"

"You know, nice, sweet, caring...things like that. Not going around shooting people's heads off."

"I thought I was those things..." She looked at her tool. If she didn't shoot people...then she would have been dead a lot time ago.

"You are," he admitted. "I dunno. Maybe you just weren't meant to be a girl." She rolled and looked at the wall. Maybe he was right. She was just no good at being a girl. He laid down on his back, for some reason his back was itching somewhat. Shaking that from his mind, he stared up at the ceiling. "Aura, you gonna live here now?"

"I don't have anywhere else to go."

"When I destroy Heaven....mind if I take the bottom floor?"

"Sure, I guess."

"Thanks. I kind of like it here."

"Yeah. You're welcome."
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