Page 32 of Divine Violence
They would first need to catch me.
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I ran inside the church,almost choking at the pungent, moldy smell that belonged to the place. But it was perfect for what was coming next. As the doors slammed behind me, I ran all the way to the altar, my heart hammering in my chest, slamming against my ribs. The only other time the adrenaline coursed through me like this was when I danced.
Floating.
Weightless.
I hoped I could have my fun before the inevitable came.
The Order had many rules, some of which I hated, others I admired, but the one rule they didn’t give a fuck about was how we decided to finish our tasks. Before this night was over, I wanted all three of them on their knees, begging me to spare them all this pain and misery I was going to bring.
But we were going to play first.
I unzipped the dress I was wearing, letting it fall to the floor as I slowed down in front of the altar. My black, lacy underwear was hidden underneath the black pair of shorts, and as I stepped out of the pile made out of my dress, I walked toward the bench where Athanasya left my crop top.
Pulling it on, I took my spot right next to the broken statue of Jesus and dropped the knives my mentor had left me for later on.
People always had a choice, and these three would be given one—surrender or die.
The wind whistled through the cracks of the old church, and I wondered why it was made in the first place. The first pilgrims often made their churches on the land, avoiding islands like the plague because it was too difficult to transfer the necessary equipment.
Yet this one was made, and the nerdy part of me wanted to explore and see why.
Maybe some other time.
The doors slammed open, the wind rushing in and hitting me as the three of them entered this place.
Even Alexander, kind and soft Alexander, looked like he wanted to murder me on the spot. I knew the feeling, knew it all too well actually, but I wasn’t the reason why they were meeting their doom.
They were.
Their choices were what led them to me. The things they did were what put the target on their backs and why The Order wanted them gone. But even more than that, their connection with The Society would be their ultimate downfall.
“Are you just going to keep standing there, looking at me, or are you going to do something?” I asked when none of them moved from the entrance.
I was poking the bear, but I loved playing around with things I shouldn’t. And these three, they were the forbidden fruit that I couldn’t resist.
“Are you going to stand there the whole night, or are you going to come down to actually talk to us?” Kairos asked, crossing his arms across his chest.
A small smirk played on his face, but there was nothing playful in the energy they were all sending my way. They wanted blood, and they would get it. I wasn’t strong enough to take all three of them, but I was strong enough to distract them long enough.
I took the first step down the stairs, smiling the whole time. “Maybe we should meet halfway?” I said. “Or maybe you guys are afraid of what I might be keeping underneath this uniform?”
I didn’t miss the way their eyes drank me in. They no doubt wanted me dead, but they also wanted to devour me—that much was obvious. And I would be lying to myself if I said that I didn’t want them too.
I wanted them to shatter my world, to take everything, before I sent them into the void.
“You guys have two choices—surrender and tell me everything you know about The Society…” Dominic started laughing at this. “Or die.” I shrugged.
“Really?” It was Alexander who stepped forward, surpassing Kairos. “You really think that you can take all three of us?”
“I mean, I could try. Which is why I don’t understand why all three of you are standing so far away as if I could hurt you all at the same time.”
“You already did enough,” Kairos bit out. “You did more than you should’ve, and for that, our darling little sparrow, you will pay.”
I thought they were stalling at first, but as I kept looking at Kairos, I missed seeing Dominic rushing toward me from the side.
