My Perfect Weapon

Andy was walking home. He and Jinxx had just finished talking to Kevin. He had agreed to drink some of Andy's blood. He was surprisingly enthusiastic about the idea of being a vampire. He shouldn't have been surprised, though. Kevin had always been fascinated by what he was.

He turned the corner and suddenly stopped in his tracks. A horrible pain shot through his chest. He fell to his knees gasping for breath. He felt his eyes turn black and suddenly his heart stopped beating. His chest felt empty and hollow.

Skylar.

Her name ran through his mind and he jumped to his feet. He took off full speed toward the house praying he was wrong. Hoping against hope that his angel would be fine. He tried to convince himself that the empty feeling in his chest was only in his head, but the lack of a heartbeat told him otherwise.

The house came into view and he flashed through the door. He smelled her blood before he saw her. She was laying half way behind the couch. Her blood pooled around her staining the hardwood floor an ugly crimson. He dropped to his knees beside her pulling her lifeless body into his arms.

"Skylar, angel, please wake up. I need you. Please." he begged.

But the silence of the house told him it was hopeless. Her heart beat no more. His angel was gone. He would never see her smiling face again or hear the music of her laughter. His reason for existence had left this world and had taken his heart with her. The lack of his own heartbeat proved it.

He cradled her body to his chest as tears poured down his face. An anguished cry escaped him and suddenly he wasn't alone anymore. The others had returned and stood shocked staring at the sight before them.

Suddenly his sorrow was replaced by hatred. He had caught Randy's scent and he knew who had done this to his angel. He was going to make him pay. He would rip out his still beating heart and make him eat it. He was going to rip him limb from limb until he begged for mercy.

He stood from where Skylar's lifeless body lay. His mind intent on finding Randy and killing him slowly. He turned away from her body ignoring the others as they called his name. He knew they must be frightened by what they saw. He had felt his horns pop out and his were probably blacker than they had ever been. His wings popped out as he headed for the door.

He stopped as a man stepped into the doorway blocking his path. Andy stared into his silver eyes and knew this was death himself. This man was the reason his angel was gone. He wanted to rip him apart, but he knew you couldn't stop death. It would be pointless to try.

"Andy, we both know if you do what you're thinking of doing, you won't be able to stop. You'll go on killing until there's nothing left of this town and then you'll just move on to somewhere else and it will never stop." Death said.
"I don't care." he answered in a hollow voice.

Why should he care? Skylar was dead. He had no reason to care anymore.

"I suggest you listen to me if you ever want to see Skylar again." he said calmly.
"Skylar is dead." Andy said in the same hollow voice.
"Her body may be dead, but her soul lives on in someone else. She's alive, Andy. I should know, I put her there myself."

His head snapped up at these words. Could it be true? Was his angel still out there somewhere?

"I have a proposition for you, Andy, and if you agree, I promise you will see Skylar again."

He swallowed hard. He felt his eyes turn back to normal and he pulled in his horns and wings.

"I'll take that as a sign you're willing to listen. Do you know why Skylar created you, Andy?"
"Because she needed me." he answered his voice sounding less hollow.
"That's right. You were her rock, her escape from the cruelty of the world, but most of all you were her savior. You gave her a reason to live. Do you think she would want her savior to turn into a monster who felt nothing but hate when you loved her so greatly?"
"No." He answered knowing this man was right. Skylar would never want that.

He took a step forward and placed a hand on Andy's shoulder. Andy met the man's silver gaze and saw compassion there.
"I know how much Skylar meant to you, Andy. I promise will see her again. I've put her into a new body. All you have to do is find her."
"Can't you just tell me where she is?" Andy asked.
"It's not that simple I'm afraid. If you want to see her again, I need you to do me a favor."
"Anything." Andy said feeling hope fill the emptiness in his chest.
"I have to take to many young people who are just like Skylar. They are broken down by everyone around them. People make them feel worthless until they feel there is no reason left to live. I want you to be the same thing to them that you were to Skylar. I want you to be their savior, Andy. Give them a reason to live. Show them that they are not alone."
"How am I suppose to do that?"
"How did you always make Skylar feel better when the world had worn her down?"
"I would sing to her." Andy answered slightly unsure of what he was being asked to do.
"That's right. Sing to them, Andy. Speak to them through music and they will listen. If you do this, I promise you'll be with Skylar again. And a lot sooner than you think."
"How will I know if I've found her?" he asked
"You'll know because your heart will beat again." He answered

With those words Death slipped on his sunglasses and turned toward the door. He walked out and disappeared leaving Andy standing there contemplating what he said. Andy had always had a passion for music. Skylar had given him that trait when she had first created him. Maybe it was time he started a band. He could do it, if it meant seeing his angel again. Plus, he knew bands toured and touring would make it a little easier to find her.

Notes

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Michelle