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scare your little friend half to death, do
you?” He snickered at his own joke.
         I ran my hand through my hair, and
fought the urge to kick his ass back to purgatory.  Grim was my friend, I
had to remember that.  It had been centuries since I had felt anger; felt
much of anything, for that matter.  Now I was angry not just with Grim,
but with myself, and I was worried about the girl.  Isabel.
         I should have left her alone in the
first place. I knew that.  I knew it from the beginning, but I could not
seem to stop myself.  If I am being completely honest I did not
want
to stop
myself.  Her soul called to me.  Greedy monster that I am, I
knowingly bound her, not just to her body, but to myself.  And that was my
greatest sin.
         Samael sighed, uncharacteristically
solemn for once.  “You have to give her up, Brother.  I know you said
this was an accident, but I’ve known you for an eternity.  You’ve never
been anything other than a cold, calculating bastard.  I can’t imagine
that’s changed suddenly.”
         I felt that familiar burn kindling
behind my eyes as I smiled at him.  “The road to hell is paved with good
intentions, Grim.”
         He laughed at that.  “Well,
since I can’t talk you out of this idiocy, tell me how I can help.”

Chapter 5…Izzy
          My first day back in school
started out with a small argument with my dad.  He thought I should sit
out a few more weeks, but I really didn’t want to get behind.  Senior year
is important, and even a few days out would put me so far in the hole, I would
never dig out from under all of the homework.
         I hadn’t woken up tasting blood
lately, and I was getting stronger every day, in spite of the fact that I wasn’t
sleeping well. I had a lot of strange dreams that usually involved birds and
blood.  They were weird, but I figured they might be kind of normal after my
wreck.  Just a form of anxiety dream.
        Going back to school was a surreal
experience.  It felt like everyone literally stopped to watch Gwen and I
make our way through the hallways.  I’d managed to get through eleven
years of school without drawing a huge amount of attention to myself.  I
wasn’t a social pariah, by any means, but I was never the hot topic of anyone’s
conversation.  Until now.  Everywhere we went, kids and teachers were
eye-balling me to one degree or another.  More than once, conversation
stopped completely as we walked by. “Are they expecting me to do a trick or something?” 
Paranoid? Nah, not me.
         Gwen snickered. “Well, you kind of
did pull off an awesome trick. Not only did you survive a wreck that should
have killed you, but you’re back up and walking around, only a week or so
later.  That’s pretty cool.”
         “Hey, Izzy, I heard you broke your
neck!  I would say you’re looking pretty good, but, well, I’m not supposed
to lie.”  That was from Jenny Stevens; Singleton High’s resident queen
bee, and all around bitch.  She was perfect on paper; the preacher’s daughter,
made good grades, reigned over the rest of us peons as head cheerleader. 
The reality was, Jenny had to make herself feel better by putting down everyone
else around her.  I had spent most of our time since elementary school
ignoring and avoiding her whenever possible. 
         I didn’t have to answer Jenny, even
if I’d felt like it, which I didn’t. Gwen was already way ahead of me. 
“Hey, Jenny, you aren’t supposed to be a skanky ho, either, but that hasn’t
stopped you yet!”  Then she gave Jenny the finger as we moved past. 
That got us some nasty glares from Jenny’s disciples.   Three sets of
pouty, perfectly glossed lips drew back in sneers. Jenny Stevens shrieked and
started after us, but her friends caught her before Gwen had to kick her ass.
         I grinned up at Gwen.  She had
a smart mouth, but she was more than capable of backing it up.