Daystar by Darcy Town Read Free Book Online

  There was nothing to find.  
    Whitney let go of him and dropped down into the muck.   She shoved her fists into the material.   “He’s not there!”
    Helion pumped his wings casting the liquid aside.   “He has to be here!   We saw him fall!”
    “He’s not!   There is nothing here!   But maybe…”   Whitney took a breath and dove in.   Ooze covered over her head and settled.
    Helion swiped at the muck.   “ Whitney! ”  
    She did not surface.  
    Helion shoved his hands in the material and came up with nothing.   He closed his wings and dropped into the muck, but it did not give her up.   There was no end to the viscous fluid.   He scratched at the surface.   “No!   Come back!   Whitney!”   His black eye pulsed.   “Whitney, you are not gone!”  
    The blackness from his eye spread into his face.   The surface of the hellish ooze bubbled.   A pale limb appeared.   Helion grabbed the hand.   He pumped his wings and pulled.  
    Belial grabbed his wrist and hauled him out of the crater.   The pair hit the ice.   Whitney came out of the mess coughing and gagging.
    Belial helped them to their feet.   Helion picked Whitney up and took to the air.   Her black eyes saw nothing.   Her breaths were shallow.   Helion held her and flew for the Lilliam medics.   “What happened?”
    Whitney trembled.   “I went to Hell.”
    ***
    Uriel rejoined the battle in the air.   He sang a melody of his own creation.   He had not felt this happy in ages.   He had enjoyed hurting Andy, though he wished he had been able to give him more things to think on, more details to agonize over.   Uriel grinned and swept across in the sky.
    He spotted Andy leaping into the air, scanning the ground, being helpful.   Andy was always helpful.   Uriel hated him, despised everything about him.   He had more plans for hurting him, the thought almost as alluring as having Belial again.   Uriel smirked and headed in his direction.   He pulled out a small blade of white light.
    Uriel’s eyes caught on a flash of blonde.   He looked down and was ensnared.   Belial raced around the crater near Lucifer.   All other thoughts fled.   He had to have her.   Uriel dropped down.
    Belial fought at Lucifer’s side.   The pair cut down angels in a deadly dance.   Uriel caught Belial by her hair and wrenched, lifting her off her feet.  
    Lucifer snarled and dove at him.
    Dahlia screamed.
    Lucifer turned and pulled Dahlia back as Michael’s spear sliced open her cheek.
    Uriel pumped his wings and hauled Belial into the air.
    Belial twisted and kicked Uriel in the face.   Her bare hands scratched at his gauntleted ones.   Uriel grabbed her throat and pulled her to him.   He grinned.   “Bel—”
    Two winged bodies smashed into the pair, splitting them apart.   Archangel Jegudiel hit Uriel, sending the two spiraling away into the sky.
    Selaphiel grabbed Belial and slammed her into the ground.   He covered her body with his and spoke to the sky, “You need to watch where you are going, Belial.”   He looked down at her.   “I suggest you stay by Andy, he always had the sharper reflexes.”   Selaphiel jumped off her and leapt into the sky to collect his brother before Uriel beat him to death.
    Belial stared at the fleeing Archangel, unsure of what to think.   She shook herself and ran back to the crater.   Blood coated Dahlia’s face; the wound Michael’s spear gave would not heal.   She tired, her movements slowed.   Belial charged into the ooze and stood by Dahlia, sending waves of her own at Michael.   Lucifer resumed his attack on the angelic force around them.
    ***
    Paimon flew around Gabriel’s machine.   He hummed and threw bombs at the controls.   He had shut off the light, but he had not quite destroyed it.   He whirled around and tossed another handful of grenades.   The bombs rattled across its surface and exploded.   The machine dipped in the sky.   Paimon grinned.
    Gabriel