Short Story: The Soul Collector (Part 10)

If you haven’t read any of this story, please go to my Short Story page and start there.  I think it’s worth the read.

I am sorry to say it folks, but here lies the end of this short story.  Good news, this last part is longer than the other parts have been.  And finally the picture that inspired this short story is revealed.



I didn’t know what was going on.  I just followed behind Naolin, who was following Michael.  I had missed something somewhere.  Naolin had a plan, but I didn’t know what it was and no one was telling me anything.  We didn’t even go the back the way we had come, we went straight through the main halls of heaven.  We were not quiet.  Michael was shouting orders to any angel that our paths crossed.  He had taken over heaven in a matter of minutes, he was the leader and no one questioned his lead.

I was wondering if anyone even knew that a demon was walking among them.  Not that I would have noticed any weird looks.  I was too busy looking around at heaven myself.  I was taking in the green grass, the blue waters, and the fruit trees that seemed too full to be true.  I slipped off my shoes and stepped into the grass.  I knew the world was in trouble, but I couldn’t help myself.  I didn’t see myself getting back into heaven once everything was said and done, this was my only chance.  My feet touched the grass and I could feel relief spread through my entire body.  The grass was softer here than at the gates of heaven.  For a moment I understood why an angel wouldn’t want to leave.

I pulled my shoes back on and caught up to Naolin.  She looked back at me with a sad smile across her face, she knew like I did.  Once this war was over, neither of us would be back in heaven.  She would be banned for betraying heavens rules and I was never meant to be there in the first place.

Michael looked back at us, his face hard and serious.  “If we don’t get to her soon, it will be too late.”  His voice was deep and harsh.  I hadn’t noticed it before, but it sounded like he had not used his own voice in a very long time.  I could only assume that he spoke to no one while he was locked away.

“Then let’s go.”  I said, anxious to get back to earth.  I was worried about my sister, who was still with Lilith.  Had I known the mess that would have resulted in us coming here…had I known that Gabriel would turn on us, I would have sent Tessa somewhere safe before I left.  I didn’t have time to worry about her.  It would only hold me back from doing what needed to be done.  For a moment, I would have to force myself to believe that Tessa could take care of herself.  It was the only way I was going to get through this day.

I followed again.  Michael was in the lead, then Peter, Naolin, and I was in the back of the line.  Naolin had my hand gripped tightly within her own.  She wouldn’t look at me.  In the back of my mind I knew something bad was coming, but I pushed it down until I could forget that fear.  It was too much.

We slipped through the gates and passed the angels already fighting Lucy’s followers who had come to the gate.  Someone grabbed my foot and I tripped.  When I turned to pull my leg free the reality of what was happening hit me in the face.  The reality was an angel whose wings had been torn from her back.  Her face was covered in blood and a sword was through her chest.  I gasped, trying to breath, trying to cry for help, but her body couldn’t take any more.  By time I was free of her, she was gone.  She was nothing more than a body.  No soul or spirit left.  I don’t know where angels go when they die, but I feared it was not a pretty place, if it was a place at all.

Naolin grabbed my hand and pulled me through the crowd of fighting angels and demons.  I didn’t want to know what it looked like on Earth, not after what I saw in heaven.  I was starting to think that the only safe place to go now was hell.  No one wanted hell, it would be safe.  But then I would be a coward.

We flew down to Earth, hurrying to find Lucy before it was too late.  We had to find her before she had torn the souls of the lost, before she could get her claws into humanity.  We only had an hour, if that much, before it was too late.  At least, that is what I was told.  I didn’t know how Lucy was going to work so quickly, but what I had seen so far, I didn’t doubt what the others said.

“Kyson!”  I heard a voice crying out to me.  When I found her face, I could feel my own face go pale.  My heart had stopped and for a moment all hope was lost.  There stood Tessa, with a sword against her throat.  Gabriel held her tight, giving her no room to wiggle free.

“Don’t come any closer, none of you move or I will slit this demons throat.”  Gabriel said.  Then Lucy stepped out from behind him, her smile was wicked and wide.  She had already won and we were just pawns in her game.

“Let her go.”  I said.  I moved closer, but stopped when I saw a bead of blood drip down Tessa’s throat.  “You don’t need her.  Just let her go.”  I said.  Anger was building inside of me.  The edges of my vision had become blurry.  It was the one thing I hated about being a demon.  There was a point where anger caused you to black out, but there was nothing I could do to stop it.  They had my sister, the demon I had sworn to protect.  She wasn’t like other demons.  The one who created her made her too small and too fragile.

“I don’t need any of you.”  Lucy snarled.  “I just need you out of my way so I can finish this.  I will have my revenge and you will not stop me.”  A speed and strength I didn’t know I had helped me get across the gap between us.  Before I even knew what was happening I had Tessa in my arms and Gabriel had lost his head.

Lucy screamed.  She hadn’t expected me to move.  She had underestimated me.

Just as I had underestimated her.

It was hard to follow, everything that happened next.  Lucy charged after Naolin.  It wasn’t until then that I realized what I had done.  Lucy had loved Gabriel.  He wasn’t the one that had betrayed her, he was the one that had saved her.  I saw it in her eyes, right before she moved after Naolin.  I saw love I didn’t think was capable for her.  I had killed the one she loved, and she was going to get revenge on me.

“No!”  I shouted, but it was too late.  A knife I hadn’t seen was now jutting from Naolin’s chest.  I let go of Tessa and raced to Naolin, getting there just in time to catch her before she hit the ground.  I heard another scream come from Lucy and looked up to see Michael slitting her throat.  Tessa screamed and I turned to look at her, now noticing the one person I had forgotten.  Lilith.

Lilith stood over Tessa as I watched another knife pierce the chest of another loved one.  Peter rushed to Tessa, snapping Lilith’s neck in one quick motion and catching Tessa.  So much had happened in seconds.  All because I moved too quick.  Naolin coughed.

“Naolin.”  I whispered.  “Don’t die on me.”

“This is the way it was supposed to be.”  She said with a smile.  She coughed again, this time blood filled her mouth.  “I’m sorry we didn’t have more time.  I’m sorry that you fell in love with me.”  She stopped to take a deep breath.  “I love you.”

“We can fix this.”  I said through tears.  “They have to fix this.  We just saved Earth.  They owe you.”

“No.”  She said, her breathing had become wheezy.  “Angels and demons can not be together.”  I wiped away the blood that streamed down her face.  I held the spot where the knife had entered her chest.  I squeezed my eyes shut and prayed for the first time in my life.

“That won’t work now.”  Michael said from behind me.  “She is gone.”

“No.”  I said.  “No, no, no.  She can’t die like this.”  I hugged the body that once held the soul of the one I loved.  I tried to hold in what was left, whatever spark of life was left there.  I tried to bring her back, still praying to a god that had forgotten and betray us.  It couldn’t happen like this.  It couldn’t end so quickly, so soon.

“We have to go, we can still save Tessa.”  Michael said, his hand on my shoulder.

“And what, just leave Naolin here?”

“They will come to collect her body, there is nothing you can do to stop them.  It’s best that you are not here when they do.”  Michael pulled me away from Naolin’s body.  I could feel my chest caving in, like someone had stepped on me.  My heart felt like it would never be right again.

I have been alive for thousands of years and Naolin was the only one I had ever loved.  How could it be over so soon?  I wanted to make someone pay, but the one who had killed Naolin was already dead.

I looked back, one last time at the body still laying there.  The woman I had loved for only a few weeks.  It wasn’t enough time.  “I will always love you.”


I hope you enjoyed this short story.  Please share your thoughts and complaints in the comment section below.  I really enjoyed writing this story, even knowing the ending wasn’t going to be a happy one.


2 thoughts on “Short Story: The Soul Collector (Part 10)

  1. Juan Zung says:

    I’m a sucker for tragedies, so the ending totally works for me. Also like seeing how you bring so many elements of Christian mythology to life in your characters and storytelling.

    • Heather M. says:

      Thanks!! I find myself doing that in a lot of my writings. I think it’s the rebel in me. Or…I just watch too much Supernatural. lol Thanks for reading my story!

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