[Sarah]

At the moment though Gold was not going to set foot near the place. She was still wanted for going after a council member. Her companion wasn’t even with her. She couldn’t be, if Annebelle caught word of it Gold would be sent straight into the pits of hell. She learned a long time ago that demons had no souls, no matter how much it seemed like they did. Annebelle had apologized for decades, claiming it was her way of showing mercy, and that she was only trying to do the right thing for Gold. Bullshit. Gold had never questioned Annebelle, never spoken a word against her. The next thing she knew she was being greeted by angels.

[Sarah]

A ‘special case’ they called her. What a bunch of pricks. They questioned her, didn’t give her time to adjust. She had just died, but instead of getting eternal rest she was thrown into an interrogation room and for almost a decade she rotted there. The dead though, even if one was the best time keeper in all of evelon, the dead lost all of it. They had no sense of passing time. Somehow she did, maybe not as strong as before, but definitely stronger than the others. Maybe it was because they didn’t deem it necessary so their brains just sort of forgot about it. Or maybe it was the whole immortality thing; they lived forever so why worry about the little things.

[Sarah]

Now though her mind was beginning to forget the feel of passing time. Sure there was day and night and the seasons but all of it meant little to her. Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the door opening. Just her luck it was a hunter by the looks of it, a female with demon red eyes and a cruel smile plastered on its face. Slowly the hunter moved past beds, ignoring other immortals literally on their deathbeds. Gold knew exactly what this huntresses target was when she walked in the room, so did all the other immortals. Gold grabbed her stomach and wondered how far she’d get. No nurses were in the room, not that they could do much to help her anyway.

[Sarah]

“Gold I presume.” The hunter had ended her search at the foot of Gold’s bed. The angel only flashed a smile. “The one and only” She hissed. “Faen, great to meet you.” The huntress said reflecting her smile. This Faen was also heavily tattooed and looked like she was ones average run-of-the-mill rebellious teenager. Gold didn’t take the bait; she knew this hunter was probably in the centuries when it came to age, or at the very least in the beginning of its second century. It was rare for a hunter litter to be born, and if one had the angels would know of it. “Likewise” Gold said, struggling to even sit up. “Looks like Annebelle really did some damage. News on the street is she allowed you to walk free. Now Gold that raises some questions in the demon community. Luckily we hunters don’t have to ask the stupid questions, we’ve been around long enough to know what’s up.” Gold wondered exactly what the hunter was getting at, and also why the hunter had so many connections to the demon world.

[Sarah]

“I’m not here to kill you. No Annebelle would have my head, and I rather like my head. Heck the angels would have my head. But I bring news, the seven are awakening.” Faen spun around and left the way she came, not caring to glance at anyone on her way out. Gold wondered what she meant by ‘The seven are awakening.’ To her it sounded idiotic, like some mortal prophecy that is horribly untrue. It also made no sense that the hunter had gone from word on the street to this odd warning. There was no transition, but the hunter made it seem like the two were connected and gold had a hard time believing it was so. If she believed any of the nonsense the one thing she didn’t understand was the odd change of subject.

[Sarah]

Trying to catch her breath again Gold slumped back down. She would have months of recovery ahead of her if just sitting up winded her. Her stomach area was killing her and her arm still faintly felt like it was hanging on by tendrils of muscle. She was not looking forward to the bed rest, or the possible threat of being trapped. And with this new warning she was unsure what to do. She couldn’t tell anyone because she didn’t know how credible Faen was and she certainly couldn’t do look for this hunter. Faen may have been in a good mood today but who knows what she’d be like by the time Gold got out of the hospital. Better to wait it out and work with the little she had when she was better.