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Chapter 2
Hart and Kami had a long day (and night) together but when it came to an end, Hart decided to avoid Veronica even more, by staying over his friend, Adonis’ mansion of a hoverhome. As Hart finally was able to settle in his makeshift cot of a bed, Adonis marched through with his regular entourage of drunken ladies. Party juice still in all their veins, his girls, Isabel and Kati staggered around the place looking for a place to rest their wobbly bodies. Adonis let them into his bedroom (which by the way was very familiar to the strangers Adonis conveyed by this very area.), and ultimately came to understand that he forgot Hart meant to stay as a guest there. Hart acted as if he was unconscious deeply in REM sleep.
“Hey Isabel, Kati, why don’t you go on home, I don’t think Adonis and Body ©is particularly ready for ‘getting it on’ with you both.” Adonis pushed them out the engraved threshold that said “Welcome to AdonisLand!”
Hart then simultaneously awoke from his ‘sleep’.
“Dude! Are you kidding? Don’t tell me your drunk enough to not remember a phone conversation that took place 30 minutes ago?” Hart made sure he looked awake, and angry.
“I have no clue what you just said…but hey, you’re awake so why not go out for partying some more? Come on only a few hours till the next awake sun. Let’s go.”
“Adonis I can’t. Please just stay here with me, I need to talk to someone.”
“Ah…well fine, I just have some cereal with you. That is if cereal isn’t too wild for at this time of night.” Adonis checked his watch, 3:42 am. “Or should I say day? Haha. Let’s enter my retire room and we can talk there.” Adonis did have a great way to switch, moderate and adjust to everyone’s likability. Mostly just so in the end, he’d get what he wanted.
Ironically, Adonis who was an angel lived in between the split realities of Angel and Demon. Ever since the war on space started, Angels, Demons, Lycans, and some Slyther mortals went off into their own comfort zones. Adonis was a Slyther mortal converted to Angel. A Slyther mortal was one who had the power to come into the realms of every other-worldly habitat, even unknown dimensions were open portals to these species. Lycans or Lycanthropes were a mix of Angel and Demon spirit and had the ability to communicate to animalia, rare exotic Lycans, had the added advantage of camouflage in the form of the animal/species they could communicate to. Of course it was obvious that Angels were pure spirited in every way, and Demons were the exact opposite. But these “distinguished forms” were defined only by ancient rule of The Council. After the Battle of the Persian Gate, the council was concerned and decided that if destruction would occur in instances like War, then the immortal species must be confirmed in a segregated manner. This basically meant that any being that wasn’t in its right locale; their immortality had to be evoked.
But The Council disbanded in 1914 when the first World War took place in the mortal world. They felt ‘Hey if we can’t control the immortals, which are much more advanced and apprehendable, and the Mortals are invading and intruding against their own laws, then who are we to try and stop them?’ I guess they weren’t any one to judge.
Back to Adonis and Hart.
“So you’re telling me that, Kami Pashlos is like the bestest person ever? Better than V? I mean come on, are you completely BLIND? V is like the amazing, she can be smart, she’s funny even when she doesn’t try to be, and she’s not too hard to look at my friend.” Adonis wiggled his brows suggesting an innuendo was in play. Good Old Adonis.
“Kami is amazing. She’s smart without trying, she does try to be funny but she makes it witty and short and to the point. She’s been able to get past my tactics for scaring away the possible employees and she accepted to be with me. OUT IN PUBLIC!?! Veronica is too worried about the status of us, and our personal lives to actually think, much less, want to be together. V might be hot enough to make me step back, but Kami brings me into her own little world. She’s like a planet and I’m her moon following her on the gravitational pull that is called love.”
“Ew. You are too manly to be a “metro”…seriously stop talking. I mean the autofly’s fumes probably just got to your head.”
It was clear that Adonis didn’t understand, or didn’t feel the need to understand what Hart was going through. Even Hart’s best friend, trusted advisor and confidante, could not help Hart through his hole of confusion. Hart needed to get out of the angelic house…it gave him an odd creepy vibe and Hart mostly wanted some air.
The brisk wind was blowing in his spiky dark chocolate gelled hair. Hart felt embraced by the unnerving chill put through his clothes. Finally, he had some peace and quiet. No one but Hart would dare to walk through these streets in this weather. Except maybe his father. But his father was the true defining immortality. He cheated Death so many times; people have thought he’s now the Grim Reaper. Of course the Grim Reaper did not exist, but Hart’s father, is much, much worse than Death’s doorstep.
Hart decided that he needed to rest and dream in tranquil conditions.
He called his autofly-mini to his feet and went back under the ground into the only place he was worthy of.





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