Chapter 48: A Dream Not A Nightmare

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The moment Laila stepped out of the library, Sanaiah manifested in front of her with a deep glare in her eyes.

"Engel, would not appreciate you dropping into his house." Laila said with a non-chalant tone. Her tone showed she wasn't bothered that she stood before an elder. 

"He would not like you here either." Sanaiah replied.

"He hates me less." Laila told her.

"He hates us all, including himself." 

"Well then, I guess I should stick around him more." Laila shrugged, before attempting to leave.

"What do you think you're doing, Lai? You've been warned from helping her." Sanaiah said. Her eyes staring ahead and not bothering to look at the girl who was now glaring at her.

Laila felt immense anger scourge through her veins when she heard her. She turned sideways to look at Sanaiah. "And what do you gain from seeing her suffer? Hasn't she suffered enough? And now, what you still want more?"

Sanaiah slightly turned her head to glance at Laila. She was amused to see Laila stare at her in that way. "This was Engel's own doing. He brought her back, therefore making her a target again."

"And you took the powers he needs to protect her. He's stranded here. Is this what divinity have turned to? We close our eyes to our own kind?" The gold streak in Laila's eye glowed as her anger scaled in leaps and bounds.

Sanaiah sighed. "You should learn to control your anger. See where it brought Engel." She said before looking ahead. She took a step towards the door and placed her hand on it as if listening to whatever was going on behind it. She could hear the whimpering sounds from within.

"Engel unleashed this on her, not me. You shouldn't fault me." 

"You should help." Laila said. She wasn't begging, she was telling her. It was her responsibility as an elder to maintain order.

"Tell Engel how to protect her. More still protect her."

"Haven't I?" Sanaiah muttered under her breath. She turned towards Laila who had missed her words. "Do not help her again. The spell might make her remember." 

"You mean the pain and torture." Laila scoffed and she looked at her with angst. She took a step towards her while the side of her lips curled up. "If she suffers too much, Engel will come for you, powers or not, and nothing can save you from his wrath." She hissed and vanished away.

Sanaiah maintained the calm look on her face as she looked back at the door. She didn't doubt that Engel will lose all reasoning if his wife suffered too much. But she didn't take Engel's powers, he gave it away. Why was she to blame?

"I'm sorry Nevaeh, but this is as far as I can go." She sighed and disappeared.

.....

"Engel, you should stop." Elyon said when it seems Engel was beginning to lose his patience. A dark and intense aura was beginning to envelope him as he firmly gripped the neck of the choking girl, struggling in his hands. 

"Tell me, where can I find her?" His cold voice came asking, completely ignoring Elyon's words. Elyon turned to Zadkiel who blankly stared at Engel while he tortured the witches. Round about them were witches they had forcefully pulled out of their homes.

Their bodies shook with horror as they kneeled before Engel in his horrifying state.

"You should stop him. He's going to kill someone." Elyon said to Zadkiel telepathically, causing Zadkiel to look at him from the corner of his eyes, but he didn't reply. His iron-clad face look unperturbed.

Elyon tried to maintain his cool but he could not. "Zadkiel!" He yelled into the man's head making Kiel frown as he glared at him.

Kiel looked at Engel and softly sighed. He stepped away from the wall he had been leaning on and walked towards Engel. "They don't seem to know." He said, but the man didn't budge.

"You should let them be, Engel. She must be waiting for you." Zadkiel said, making Dale pause. Dale had no intentions of letting them go, but Zadkiel lasts statement made him realize, his wife was probably alone again. The girl whose life Kiel had just saved, looked at him with grateful eyes, as she struggled to breath. She couldn't have imagined what Dale would have done to her. The man was a monster.

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Zadkiel turned to Elyon, "Take them out." He said, while Elyon immediately got to it, teleporting them outside his house, as they couldn't do it on their own. Apart from the fact that they've been drained out of their energy, they were also powerless in a guardian's home. A guardian's house was an impenetrable fortress to other creatures except their kinds.

Guardians were fallens who sought redemption for their sins. Their punishment was to dwell with humanity, and they had their power restrained till their were deemed worthy and salvable. 

Elyon didn't like the fact that his house has become a holding cell and a torturing site for witches, but he couldn't complain.

"You should go home." Kiel said while Dale sighed warily. He looked at his hand which were slightly bloody and hissed again.

"She sleeps less." He ruly said as his eyes turned empty and dull.

"She'll be fine."

"She's not fine." They had barely been married for weeks and she was already been tortured. He hated it when he saw her struggle in her sleeps. She always looked frightened whenever she woke up. He hated it. 

"Is the demon back?" Kiel asked.

"No." Engel frowned when he remembered that Simon was yet to return. It was days already. Where had he gone in search of the witch? He had tried reaching him, but he couldn't. He didn't want to think of the worst, so he maintained a positive thought about it.

"He might return with some answers. But we just have to keep looking." Elyon said as he returned to join them. He gazed at the pathetic looking man and sighed. 

"It must be good to have your house impregnable now that your demon is gone." He walked to the bar and poured himself a drink. He would have offered them one, but he still didn't know how to deal with these men. Their moods and expression we're almost too difficult go read. He might offer them one, and they might reject it. He hissed. No one was allowed to hurt his feelings.

He gulped down his drink before walking back to them. "So I was thinking what if, whoever we're looking for isn't from here." He said making Engel and Kiel to glance at him.

"I mean, we've looked almost everywhere. So what if she's from the other side?" 

"You mean, crossed from another dimension?" Kiel asked, while Elyon nodded. 

"That would be impossible." Kiel said. He had earlier thought about it, and from the look on Dale's face it was obvious he must have thought about it too.

Elyon chuckled when he saw the confident look on Kiel's face. "You think those people still cares about anything right now? They only have their titles and they care about maintaining the order. Anything can slip through and they would turn a blind eye" He didn't think he'd had to educate Kiel on stuff like this. He was usually the calculative one. "Something must have clawed through and back. And if that's the case, then we're looking at something bigger." He said as a matter of factly.

They turned to look at Engel, but the man teleported out of there before they could say anything to him. 

.....

Dale didn't want to think of what Elyon was saying so he teleported out. He felt suffocated by everything. His helplessness was eating deep into his heart. He shouldn't be this helpless but there was nothing he could do now. He stood at in front of his house for a while to sort himself out before teleporting into the house. He appeared in the library where he heard her steady heart beat. Was she sleeping? He wondered as he appeared inside. She had her head rested on her table with her arms serving as a pillow. 

He slowly walked towards her and indeed she was sleeping. She had her eyes closed while her hair sprawled over her face. He pushed the hair back and he noticed the tears that stained her face. 

His heart clenched tightly when he imagined how much he made her suffer.

"I'm sorry, Angel." He muttered. He observed she was sleeping peacefully, and that meant she wasn't having a night mare. That was a relief for once. 

He gently lifted her off the chair into his arms, but her eyes fluttered but she didn't wake up, but rather she smiled and giggled in her sleep.

Was she dreaming? It didn't seem like a night mare to him? How was that possible?

His brows furrowed when it finally occured to him, that someone was here.. And he had a guess who.

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