07-07-2009, 05:48 PM
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| http://digital-bonsai.com/katew/temp/gabetop.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position:fixed; padding-top:216px; padding-left:9px; padding-right:9px; padding-bottom:9px;"> In many ways, the hostility between Gabriel and Haku was similar to his mother’s battle with Salvaged. Of course, he had not created that monster. If history told them anything, though, it was that one day Gabriel would be the one to rend the chocolate male and send him to hell. Haku deserved nothing more then to be thrown into the pit alive, but Gabriel would be satisfied ripping his soul from his belly. A thin, peculiar smile, broke across his face. “If they present themselves as such,” he said. This was the closest he could come to handing her a warrant. This smile faded as his mother continued to worry herself over the dead boy. Both of Gabriel’s eyes hardened and turned vicious. “He made his choice and turned his back on this clan,” he reassured her, umbrage in his voice. “God has a purpose in all things, and the demon in your son was no different. You could no more have saved him then you could have stopped a fire.” He nearly said that fire. This was peculiar. Until he had been confronted with guilt the thought had never crossed his mind to explain (or even admit) his responsibility in the thing that had destroyed not only their home, but the entirety of the old territory. |