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“Yeah. Abaddon is an angel, whether fallen or not is for God to decide. The Bible calls him the destroyer, the angel of the abyss, or the angel of the bottomless pit since he holds the key to the pit that held locusts and well, evil. The bottomless pit is a chaotic, evil place where blackness reigns, contrary to hell that is also evil but lawful in its own way. Thing is, when the pit was opened not only prisoners but also some of its darkness escaped.”
    Lillian nodded slowly as understanding dawned. “The shadow daggers are made out of some of the blackness of that pit.”
    “ Exactly. It’s the perfect weapon against us, the princes and sons of light.”
    Then Raz surprised her by swiftly pulling over and stopping at the side of the road before getting out of the car.
    Wondering what was going on she quickly followed him and demanded, “What is it? Why are we stopping?”
    “ We just crossed over and for what’s coming now we better stop talking.”
    “ Huh? Why?”
    The question had barely been voiced as the pain hit her and clawed at her back so she nearly blacked out from it. Her back arched and felt as if it was about to snap and then she felt the skin of her upper back rip open and heard her shirt tear.
    “Oh God! ”
    Her legs gave way, suddenly too weak to hold her, and she dropped to the ground, not even noticing the hard gravel cutting her knees and hands. Tears running down her cheeks Lillian tried to understand what the hell was going on with her. She had never felt such pain before and couldn’t hold it all inside of her anymore.
    She screamed .
    The worst of the pain was gone as quickly as it ha d come but a dull, throbbing ache remained. Breathing heavily Lillian opened her eyes and slowly returned to reality.
    She was lying on the ground, face down. As she moved to sit up, she noticed two things. First, her shirt was a lot looser than before since it was shredded in the back. And two, there was a foreign weight beneath her shoulders, messing with her balance. Oh no . A bad feeling made her stomach sink like lead.
    When Lillian turned her head to look over her shoulder, she saw the wings.
    Raz actually had the guts to smirk, “That’s why.”
     
     

II
    SPREADING MY WINGS
    “ The wings of angels are often found on the backs of the least likely people.”
    - Eric Honeycutt

FIVE
    “You …bastard!” Lillian managed to get out between clenched teeth as she tried to get up and a sharp pain pierced her spine. Her back was a white hot mess that felt as if it had been ripped apart, which apparently wasn’t far from the truth. “You could have warned me.”
    “Technically I don’t have parents, so I can’t be a bastard. ” His gray eyes were barely able to hide the smile in them as he squatted next to her. “Regarding the other thing. Believe me, bracing yourself for something you can’t understand only makes the matter worse. It’s better this way.”
    “Says you!” When her aching body once again refused to obey her, she snapped, “Mind giving me a hand here? Jeez, I thought angels were supposed to be compassionate or something.”
    Ignoring her swipe Raz pulled her to her feet. As she stood on trembling legs, the new weight at her back made the muscles in her shoulders and neck tense up, and she realized that she was the only one of the two of them with a pair of wings spreading from her back. He looked still perfectly normal.
    “Where the hell are your wings?”
    Only a light rustle, barely audible, and suddenly they were there. Magnificent dove gray wings. “I can will them to be there or not. That’s something you’ll learn to control in time.”
    Seeing his wings so close to her she turned to have another look at her own. They were a dirty white, not blinding like Amber’s had been, but a really grayish, dirty white and would spread about as far as her outstretched arms. Raz’s were bigger, reaching well past his hands. “Well, I’m really glad you guys didn’t call us