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The Hist War I: Unused Salvation
Chapter 3 Angels in the Woods

My leg had finally healed, and I was eating breakfast. I thought it was crappy. Eggs that were burnt and looked like ashes, and then there was the toast that was so hard that it seemed like a brick. I sighed and stopped trying to eat it. I looked angrily at Josh. I looked especially at his breakfast that seemed like a breakfast.

"Why the fuck is yours better than mine?" I asked. "While I'm stuck here with a breakfast that seems completely out of hell, you have one that is fit for a king."

"I'm a good cook, that's why." Josh replied. "Erin, you need to learn how to cook if you think you can live on your own. It'll be better than searching the trash when you leave."

"Why didn't you offer to teach me?" I asked angrily.

"I did offer to teach you." Josh replied and continued to eat. "I offered to teach you numerous times, but you kept on trying to have sex with me instead. I don't want that, I am fine being a bachelor. Not everyone is an animal like you."

"I am not an animal." I said and threw down my fork. "I just allow myself more freedom than most people do. I'm the best motherfucker there is." I did not mention that I had fucked some mothers. I couldn't help myself, they paid and I had accepted. I partially regretted that, but it was over and done with. I couldn't change the past. I didn't want to change the past. I wanted to be misery, I wanted this confusion because it was better than knowing.

Josh put down his fork gently and looked at me. "You're going to have to look and find yourself, I can't find yourself for you. You have to grow up." He said. "You'll have to rise up sometime, you can't always stay down."

"I am not down!" I yelled angrily. "I have found myself and am living with the answers. I guess you think we're all supposed to be saints. Guess what? We aren't. I am staying in my place and never leaving."

"Why are you in your place?" He asked. "We aren't all saints, but we can be more than what you are. Don't you see that you can reach for the stars and hold every one of them in your hands?"

I stood up quickly. "I do not want to hold things that could burn me, thank you very much for the offer." I said and looked out the windows to the empty street outside. Leaves blew in the wind and the bare branches of the trees creaked. "I am not an animal, I would think if there was anything worth thinking. The fucking thoughts are the only ones treasured by our whole damn world. Deep thinkers are murdered in their sleep and the 'animals' are worshiped as gods."

"But there are angels in this world. Real angels in this day and age!" Josh said excitedly. "There are rumors that the woods outside the park are home to angels with silver wings. I've been over there myself and found silver feathers. Like this one." He took out a silver feather from his left pocket and handed it to me. I took it and examined it.

It was pure silver, but seemed to be different, more flexible. The feeling it gave off was one that gave delight to my whole body. It went into the deepest crevices of myself and I gave a sigh of relief, of pure erotic pleasure. Then I felt a connection to this feather, as though I were looking at a sibling. I looked at it again and felt like I saw myself. I blinked and had the same thought still. "This is not a fake." I then sniffed the feather. "Shit. What the fuck is this? What angel offers to fuck?"

"You only thought of that feeling of sex because sex is what you consider supreme delight." Josh replied. "I felt extreme euphoria, but felt no need to have sex. You need to open your mind."

"You say the fuck what you want." I said to him and handed back the feather. "I still say it's a fucking angel. Literally." He put the feather back into his pocket. "I think you need to put your mind in this fucking world instead of your ideal world. That world doesn't exist, this world does!"

"If everyone thought as you did then there would be no law, no order." Josh said angrily. "There is goodness in humanity, but you have to look for it. No one is perfect, but people have come pretty close. Don't give up."

"So what you doing today?" I asked him and he got up and left the kitchen. Damn bastard. He thought there was something deeper than fucking? Deep thinking? If I wanted to think deep I would've chosen to stay at school and become a fucking scholar. I got up. I didn't want to leave until night, before then I would be most likely to get caught. Hell, I wanted excitement. Didn't I?

Hell yeah! I then got up and went upstairs to my room. This room was neat only because Josh insisted there be order. He didn't have a life. He didn't have a girl or guy to fuck. This meant I had to search my room for what I needed. I had to get a dagger. "Fuck!" I yelled as I remembered Josh had taken my last one away. He had threatened to turn me over to the police. What he did with it, I didn't know.

I then sighed and went down to the kitchen. I didn't understand him. He was good looking but, hell, I wanted to do something with his body. It wasn't good enough just to look at Josh. Why didn't I just rape him? I had done that to too many people to count. I hated how he seemed to be chaste.

I found a steak knife. "Pathetic." I said. I held it up and imagined the blood that would be flowing from it soon enough. Tonight would be full of blood and screams. I laughed and smiled. This would be too good. Maybe I could rise from my animal form, but that wouldn't be any fun. I got a small bag and put the steak knife in there.

I put on a cloak and climbed out a window. There was a soft plop as I fell down. The bushes were thick and it was a little struggle to get out of them. I then went from bush to bush when no one was looking, moving silently. Afterwards, I relied on my cloak to hide my features. In the thickest part of the city, no one took any notice of me.

Description
The Hist War I: Unused Salvation
Chapter 3 Angels in the Woods

My leg had finally healed, and I was eating breakfast. I thought it was crappy. Eggs that were burnt and looked like ashes, and then there was the toast that was so hard that it seemed like a brick. I sighed and stopped trying to eat it. I looked angrily at Josh. I looked especially at his breakfast that seemed like a breakfast.

"Why the fuck is yours better than mine?" I asked. "While I'm stuck here with a breakfast that seems completely out of hell, you have one that is fit for a king."

"I'm a good cook, that's why." Josh replied. "Erin, you need to learn how to cook if you think you can live on your own. It'll be better than searching the trash when you leave."

"Why didn't you offer to teach me?" I asked angrily.

"I did offer to teach you." Josh replied and continued to eat. "I offered to teach you numerous times, but you kept on trying to have sex with me instead. I don't want that, I am fine being a bachelor. Not everyone is an animal like you."

"I am not an animal." I said and threw down my fork. "I just allow myself more freedom than most people do. I'm the best motherfucker there is." I did not mention that I had fucked some mothers. I couldn't help myself, they paid and I had accepted. I partially regretted that, but it was over and done with. I couldn't change the past. I didn't want to change the past. I wanted to be misery, I wanted this confusion because it was better than knowing.

Josh put down his fork gently and looked at me. "You're going to have to look and find yourself, I can't find yourself for you. You have to grow up." He said. "You'll have to rise up sometime, you can't always stay down."

"I am not down!" I yelled angrily. "I have found myself and am living with the answers. I guess you think we're all supposed to be saints. Guess what? We aren't. I am staying in my place and never leaving."

"Why are you in your place?" He asked. "We aren't all saints, but we can be more than what you are. Don't you see that you can reach for the stars and hold every one of them in your hands?"

I stood up quickly. "I do not want to hold things that could burn me, thank you very much for the offer." I said and looked out the windows to the empty street outside. Leaves blew in the wind and the bare branches of the trees creaked. "I am not an animal, I would think if there was anything worth thinking. The fucking thoughts are the only ones treasured by our whole damn world. Deep thinkers are murdered in their sleep and the 'animals' are worshiped as gods."

"But there are angels in this world. Real angels in this day and age!" Josh said excitedly. "There are rumors that the woods outside the park are home to angels with silver wings. I've been over there myself and found silver feathers. Like this one." He took out a silver feather from his left pocket and handed it to me. I took it and examined it.

It was pure silver, but seemed to be different, more flexible. The feeling it gave off was one that gave delight to my whole body. It went into the deepest crevices of myself and I gave a sigh of relief, of pure erotic pleasure. Then I felt a connection to this feather, as though I were looking at a sibling. I looked at it again and felt like I saw myself. I blinked and had the same thought still. "This is not a fake." I then sniffed the feather. "Shit. What the fuck is this? What angel offers to fuck?"

"You only thought of that feeling of sex because sex is what you consider supreme delight." Josh replied. "I felt extreme euphoria, but felt no need to have sex. You need to open your mind."

"You say the fuck what you want." I said to him and handed back the feather. "I still say it's a fucking angel. Literally." He put the feather back into his pocket. "I think you need to put your mind in this fucking world instead of your ideal world. That world doesn't exist, this world does!"

"If everyone thought as you did then there would be no law, no order." Josh said angrily. "There is goodness in humanity, but you have to look for it. No one is perfect, but people have come pretty close. Don't give up."

"So what you doing today?" I asked him and he got up and left the kitchen. Damn bastard. He thought there was something deeper than fucking? Deep thinking? If I wanted to think deep I would've chosen to stay at school and become a fucking scholar. I got up. I didn't want to leave until night, before then I would be most likely to get caught. Hell, I wanted excitement. Didn't I?

Hell yeah! I then got up and went upstairs to my room. This room was neat only because Josh insisted there be order. He didn't have a life. He didn't have a girl or guy to fuck. This meant I had to search my room for what I needed. I had to get a dagger. "Fuck!" I yelled as I remembered Josh had taken my last one away. He had threatened to turn me over to the police. What he did with it, I didn't know.

I then sighed and went down to the kitchen. I didn't understand him. He was good looking but, hell, I wanted to do something with his body. It wasn't good enough just to look at Josh. Why didn't I just rape him? I had done that to too many people to count. I hated how he seemed to be chaste.

I found a steak knife. "Pathetic." I said. I held it up and imagined the blood that would be flowing from it soon enough. Tonight would be full of blood and screams. I laughed and smiled. This would be too good. Maybe I could rise from my animal form, but that wouldn't be any fun. I got a small bag and put the steak knife in there.

I put on a cloak and climbed out a window. There was a soft plop as I fell down. The bushes were thick and it was a little struggle to get out of them. I then went from bush to bush when no one was looking, moving silently. Afterwards, I relied on my cloak to hide my features. In the thickest part of the city, no one took any notice of me.