The Unknown // Colby Brock

~~ Chapter Thirteen ~~

Jake's POV
          When the front door opened and Colby and Corey walked inside, pretty much everyone was confused. We stopped training, we stopped talking, we stopped everything. Corey looked fuming whilst Colby seemed... upset, almost. As someone who spent so much time with him, I could see when he was angry, sad, or happy. Right then, he was sad, which hadn't happened since Katrina turned her back on us and joined Sam up in heaven. I had no idea what could have been the cause this time.

"Corey! How are you here?!" Devyn exclaimed as she ran across the room to him. She practically jumped into his arms, wrapping hers around his neck for a moment, but his face didn't soften. He was staring at the back of Colby, who was walking to his throne.

"Why don't you ask our great leader, Devyn?" Corey replied in a deadly tone. Devyn backed away in confusion, staring at Corey's angry face. "Why am I here, Colby? What did you do to get me here?"

"Shut it, Corey. You're here and that's what- "

"I am not going to shut it. Not once until she walks through that door on our side again will I shut up about it. Because what you did was wrong. I thought you two were close."

And that's when it dawned on me. Colby had walked off with kitten, but she was nowhere to be seen still. I flashed into her room, but she wasn't there, so I flashed into Colby's room - since I'd seen them sleeping a couple of times - but she wasn't there either. When I flashed back into the throne room, I felt just as angry as Corey.

"Where's Ari?" It dawned on everybody at that point. Xepher looked terrified as she looked between the door and our king. "Colby, please don't- "

"I bought us some time," Colby grumbled back, leaning his head against his hand.

"By giving one of us to GOD," Xepher exclaimed back. It was then that the sadness was kicking in again. I had seen Colby and kitten sleeping in bed a couple of times, and every time they would be as close as they could be looking like nothing in the world could bother them. I hadn't said anything about it because I didn't want to pressure him in case he pushed her away.

"I don't want to hear anything about it, okay? I didn't even want to do it."

I believed him, I really did, but that didn't mean that I suddenly wasn't angry anymore. He had still given up a girl who had committed herself to us and stayed loyal even though she'd been offered to go to heaven within such a short time of being with us. Colby might have just ruined it.

"That doesn't make it any better," I mumbled, shaking my head at him. He brushed his fingers through his hair, which he never did. I think a couple of them noticed it and backed off, but Xepher was still going strong with a glare I'd never seen on her. She grabbed onto Griffin's arm and dragged him up the stairs away from everybody else. I couldn't bring myself to walk away from my king.

Arianna's POV
          I wanted to throw up. Everywhere. God had taken my arrival to heaven very seriously, and I'd been put in disgustingly white clothes that made me hate my own body. I wished I'd never trusted the devil because look where it had put me: in my own personal hell. I didn't want or deserve to be living up in the clouds but I hadn't really been given much choice in the matter all thanks to the man I had slept with multiple times and been called his queen. If I could, I'd kill him, but something told me that wouldn't be a good idea.

The sound of my door opening finally brought my attention away from my hideous reflection to the angel-like backstabber of a woman walking into my new room in God's castle. More specifically, it was Katrina. Her blue hair matched the color on her hands as she walked towards me. Her hands weren't always like that, I was sure, so I got a little nervous.

"What do you want?" I snapped, doing my best to glare at her.

"God wants me to check something." She reached towards me but I jerked away, knocking her hand with my forearm and backing up. Her eyes flicked to the window, which was dangerously close to me, and what happened before came to mind. Sam had kidnapped me from my window. Or at least, he'd entered my room that way.

"You better not be planning anything fishy." I turned towards the glass but Sam wasn't there so I spun straight back to Katrina, who was watching me curiously. The blue around her hands slowly disappeared until they were just normal, and she took a seat on the foot of my bed. I didn't take my eyes off of her as she began to speak.

"Neither Sam nor I want to hurt you, Arianna. I don't even think Colby meant to hurt you when he... you know... "

"Gave me up to my enemy? Yeah, definitely not."

"No, I'm serious. I could feel his emotions and he didn't like it any more than you did. I don't know what's happening between you two but he cares and-"

"Shut up and leave," I growled, slamming my fist against the nearest surface.

She let out a yelp of surprise, covering her mouth afterwards as she slowly stood. How dare she assume anything. Okay, maybe I did kiss him, sleep with him, and... well, sleep with him in the innocent sense, but we didn't want other people to know that. I was beginning to realize that he didn't mean any of it anyway. He was lying the whole time. He wouldn't have given me up if he really thought I could be his queen one day, which was completely off the table now.

"I only need to touch your hand, then I will leave," she said, holding out her hand.

I stared at it for a moment, then at the door. I wanted nothing more than to be left alone. So I just did it. Her fingertips flashed a blue before she nodded and headed out of my room, shutting the door like nothing had happened. I was alone, just like I wanted.

Memories started to hit me from left and right. Colby had been weirdly charming in his own way, and he'd been unbelievably hot no matter the context. He'd done his best to protect me whenever he could and he'd trained me. Yet, after all of that, he gave me up to God. It didn't make sense to me. The only thing I could think was how he was such an asshole for doing it. Sure, he wanted his friend back, but there had to have been a better way to do it...

I forced myself to stop thinking about my own demise as I laid down on top of the covers of my bed and just stared at the ceiling. God had made himself clear before Sam had dragged me to this bedroom that I was going to be a soldier; a guard of some sort just like all the other angels up here, but since I wasn't actually an angel, I was going to be a last-line-of-defense sorta thing, which meant I had a lot of boring days of sitting around the heaven castle to go... unless I tried escaping.

I immediately wiped that thought from my mind. Where would I go? I couldn't fly and I couldn't flash around. Not to mention the fact that I didn't have the slightest idea of how to get from heaven to hell, if that was an option. What would happen if I just turned up in hell? Would I be put in with the rest of the humans? Accepted back into the army? Sent back up to heaven? Admittedly, it was tempting to find out which option Colby would go for, especially if everybody else was on his ass about giving me up in the first place...

At some point, my mind began to rest a little too much. It didn't take long for me to slip away into a dangerous sleep; a sleep that I couldn't stop until it happened.