Natalie rose and slapped him so hard, Elijah thought his neck had been torn out. He held his cheek where a handprint bloomed across his face and shot Natalie an infuriated stare in return.
“You shot him and he was innocent. You have to help. You owe them.”
Fishing out his handkerchief, he wiped his cheek gently. “If you ever slap me again with your dirty hands -”
Natalie rolled her eyes. “Oh I will do it again.” She aimed this time for the other side, but Elijah stopped her, clutching her wrist firmly, then putting it on her side. He struggled to keep his rising anger at bay.
“I will help, but my aid doesn’t go beyond without limitations. I will help until I see it fit that you can do well on your own,” he told Dahlia.
“My hero.” Dahlia sighed an exasperated cry and turned to Natalie who at seemed at least more useful if only in her kinder demeanor.
“Okay. So from what I’ve gathered, he’s being conditioned to keep the angel blood from overtaking his demon blood. They battle each other in his veins, that’s why he seems so crazy. He can’t think straight. So…” Dahlia tied up her tight orange curls and picked through Lucien’s pockets until she found his bone knife.
She picked at the collar of his t-shirt and pulled the knife to the hem. It sliced through the fabric with a quick wizz.
“Here.” She paused at two long blistering scars just under his collarbones. They were angry and red, and whoever had put them there didn’t care enough to close them properly. “So there’s cursed iron under there. He got away before I could help him the first time. Elijah, if you would just hold him down, he’s not going to like this.” She turned to Natalie. “Do you want to do the slicing or the …sticking your fingers in there and pulling out the metal?”
Elijah hesitated. Lucien looked filthy, and Elijah was way too afraid of dirt to do this, but with Natalie’s side glance threat, dirt was out of his mind. “I see I have no other choice but to do anything you ladies say.” He squatted and calculated how to keep Lucien pinned on the ground. “Cursed iron. I am very fortunate that my father didn’t dare experiment on me or my blood.” He knelt, tucking back his gun and keeping Lucien down with his two hands on his shoulders.
“Maybe he did experiments on your brain,” said Natalie, settling herself on the other side of Lucien. “I think I’ll do the slicing. I can’t imagine sticking my fingers in someone’s flesh, you know.”
“And your fingers are filthy too,” Elijah added.
“Everything’s filthy for you.” Natalie took the knife from Dahlia.
Elijah glanced around the place, keeping his eyes close on any demons. Threats would be imminent especially with four of them – demons, humans, and angels together. The demons would sense their presence. “If this ends up successful, I would like to have the pleasure of knowing why this friend of yours is like this.”
“Me too.” Dahlia watched carefully as Natalie pressed the knife into his angry scars. They hissed as she broke them, oozing a black boiling blood with each inch gained.
“It’s going to work.” She helped Elijah, pressing down on Lucien’s chest as his back arched and his hips bucked under the pain of the knife and who knows what else. She reached her long fingers under his skin, careful not to let the disgusting feel of digging bare-handed through someone’s flesh for the second time in one day, force her to puke.
Wanting to spare him more pain, she pulled a thin sheet of metal from the blister in one swift motion. “unggghh” Lucien groaned, open mouthed and exhausted. Dahlia plunged her fingers in the same wound and tried quickly to find any broken bits that could be itching under his skin.
“Shh. It’s okay. Lucien.” Dahlia purred. She brushed his mop of pale hair from his face and stroked his sharp jaw until it relaxed.
Her hands found the long gash and healed it closed. He needed a break before they went for the next piece, she thought.
“Okay guys, just the one more.”
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Welcome to the Lucien and Elijah serial by Aubrey Meeks and Julienne
The accompanying illustration was done by Aegisdea and I couldn’t be happier!
Stay tuned for more of Elijah and Lucien NEXT WEEK!
What do you think? Will Lucien make it? Who’s been hurting him, and when are we finally going to meet the real Lucien?
Lucien and Abomination Boys characters and writing © Aubrey “Meeks” Brown 2015
Elijah and writing © Julienne 2015