Seraphim – 8

Sunlight warmed my back, a first since the incident and I welcomed it.

Reveled in its giving light.

But with the freedom from the tent came the bombardment of new sights and smells.  Tents huddled in a certain abstract order that hurt my brain attempting to figure out.  The smells of normal campsite were coupled with the exotic mingling of both Kakodaemon and Agathodaemon.  As I passed a large pasture, I noticed both species locked in what appeared to be friendly sparring.  Some even laughed and slapped hands with one another.

My ears twitched, my nose wrinkled and I shivered.

How could they frolic so easily?  Didn’t they know they were enemies?  Could it be that there was a capability to actually endure being around someone you are sworn to kill on sight?

Yet they didn’t kill me.  I was more an enemy than they being from the outside world.

But as I did pass, some cowered and walked away from me.  I did my best to ignore them and the feeling of wanting to be as accepted as they did to one another.  A foreign prickling raced along my blood, coating it with adrenaline and longing.  A pin-prick of aching for the same brotherhood  curled itself along my heart threatening to blossom into a spark.

A spark I feared.

More tents rose skyward yet hidden expertly by the thick evergreens and, no doubt, any wandering Agathodaemon patrolling the area.  By both design and placement I could tell that each and every creature dwelling in this camp had come from a background steeped in military training and prowess.

Each tent also looked identical.  Color drained from my face.  How would I find Kel’s tent if I didn’t  know the foggiest of where it would be or what it looked like?  In an Agathodaemon’s campsite we tended to keep our generals and important persons more toward the middle clustered around tents and soldiers that would give their lives to their leaders.

Was it the same here?

Staring at each tree and tent as I walked pass, I frowned.  Where the hell was the center of the camp?  There was no definite sign of going deeper into the camp nor could I figure out where the medical tent was should I give up and go back to recover.

“Well I’m just going to have to make circles until I find someone willing to speak long enough to offer directions.”  Assuming they did not cast me off as an enemy and attack me.

“You look lost.”  A smooth, tenor voice spoke from behind.  The lilt within the tone crossed between wry sarcasm and friendly humour.

Friend or foe…

Taking a deep breath, forcing the lump passed my throat, I turned around readying to face whatever greeted me.

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Seraphim – 7

Recovering felt anything but easy.  Even after I was able to sit up by myself I still couldn’t make any reckless movements for fear of tearing the stump on my shoulder.  But with the restless days I felt the strength renew in my veins.

But as the days turned to weeks, so did the want to move around bite at me.  Only after I experienced the eighth day of the sunlight on my back, did I decide to take matters into my own hand.  Standing up, I found my pants folded neatly along the foot of the bed.

Kel had told me that he wanted to see me after I was well.  Turning, I stared at the table where Doctor Ylanna used to work for the long hours of the night.  She would be back in an hour or two.

“I’m sorry, Miss.”  I spoke to the empty chair.  “I need to find out more of this place.”

Buckling my sword onto my hip, I reached over and opened the tent flap.

Seraphim – 6

“Elias!”

Hands pinned either side of my shoulders, sticking me against the ground.  Capturing me, immobilizing me.  Knife seared against bone causing the screams to flee from my lips.  Why?  Why did you do this…

I struggled.  Fought.  Ripped at the air in desperation.  Anything to get free.

“Calm down!  Captain!  Calm!”

Lights flashed, banishing the darkness from my vision.  Elias’ face fades into the fragments of my troubled mine.  Bringing into the light of the face of a troubled blonde woman.

Ylanna glanced down at me with concern; her hands pinning mine but not to hurt me.  A bolt of pain lanced down my back as I felt my protesting muscles fight against my own struggles.

“Wh-what happened?”  I finally managed a breath.

“You were having a nightmare.  Screaming and writhing.”  Ylanna shook her head.  “I was afraid you would undo all the stitches and hurt yourself more.”

“I-” I took in a deep gulp of air in the attempts to calm my rapid heartbeat.  “I’m fine now.”

Just as her face calms, the door bursts open and I jump.

“Is Mister okay?”  Sariah’s voice called from behind  Ylanna.

Whirling around, Ylanna snatches up her daughter and rocks her against her hip.  “He’s fine just had a bad dream.  Remember when you have bad dreams.”

“Uh-huh.”  Sariah giggled then flashed me her most brilliant smile.  “Don’t worry, Mommy will protect you from the bad men.”

I couldn’t help but smile at her innocence.  That her Mommy was such a hero as to chase all the evil from that little girl’s world.  Hell, the woman probably did.

Ylanna kissed her daughter on the cheek then set her down, nudging her  back gently.  “Why don’t you go outside and play.”

“Okay!”  And Sariah bounded off just like that without a second word or glance.

“Still don’t trust me yet around her.”  I grinned.  Could I really blame her?  Her child was a half-breed, sired by a Kakodaemon.

“I don’t trust any of my kind nor other Kakodaemon I do not know.”  She shifted her hip against her desk, folding her arms over her chest.  “In this war, you never know who is friend or foe.”

She couldn’t be closer to the truth.

Still my smile held fixed in place.  “Now that we’re alone again… do you mind enlightening me to this type of facility?”  Staring up at the cloth high vaulted ceiling of the tent, I recognized it as a nomadic tent designed for quick set up and take down.  Common among scouting groups in both armies.

“You won’t get much out of me.  All you’ll get is that this is a sanctuary for those weary from this obscene war.”  She placed her hand on the desk.  “We’re here to protect.”

“Why hide – ”

“Rest Captain.  Soon you’ll know everything.  Captain Kel will inform you more than I.”  A smile finally reached her lips.  “All you need is to rest and heal.”