Short Stories: Savior

Got done with my school paper – yay me! And I was able to find another picture that closer resembled what I pictured. I’ve never heard of this before, but I’m guessing there’s an anime called Little Twin Stars and this is what came up when I did a search. Not exactly what I wanted.

This one is called Twin Stars by Abhi Ashutosh and can be found at

If it seems like there’s something missing here, maybe. Sometimes all the story doesn’t come to me. Maybe it will later or maybe someone else will find it. Who knows?


Karen was walking down the dirt path to her next destination that Cassiel gave her. Although he reassured her that everything would be fine, she was still worried about Zhovaer and Konnor. Maybe the Savior was stronger than she was giving him credit for, but she knew Konnor.

A smile crossed her face as she thought about the both of them. She so wanted to keep their images in her mind, but she wasn’t afforded that luxury, so she made do with what she had for as long as she could. It hadn’t been easy to rescue Zhovaer, so she hoped it would be just as hard for Konnor to send him back.

She made a small exclamation, more like a meep when the dark mass that whizzed past her made spin around and then fall onto her butt. Wide-eyed she looked around to see what exactly happened. For a moment there was nothing around her save the red desert scene that she walked through. Her ears, however, heard something different; something that wasn’t supposed to be there but was very close and very familiar.

As Karen moved her head slowly, letting her eyes pan the horizon, she came across a lone boulder that hadn’t been there when she walked past the area. Crouched by it was a familiar form that was peeking at her, then around as though it belonged to a frightened animal.

“Konnor?” She stood slowly and started brushing herself off.

He shushed her and continued looking around.

Nervously she glanced around and then quickly walked over to him as he beckoned to her. “Konnor … what …?”

He grabbed her by the wrist and yanked her down and then sat with his back against the boulder.

“Konnor, you’re scaring me. What’s wrong?”

He released her and looked around again before he put his arm over her shoulders. “I’m hunted.”

Karen’s breath caught in her throat and she glanced around quickly. “We can’t stay here.”

“I don’t know where to go. He’ll find me …”

She shushed him this time, putting a finger to his lips. “Maybe not. C’mon. This way!”

He grabbed her wrist again. “Didn’t you hear me? He’ll find me!”

She looked at him in pity. “What happened? Why is he hunting you?”

“It’s not just him; Metatron is with him too.”

“The Beloved? Why …”

“It’s because of … no, no it’s not but …” he sighed and released his hold again. He then drew up his knees, rested his elbows on them and covered his eyes.

“What did I do?”

“It’s not you.”

She stayed silent but looked at him, waiting patiently for him to calm down.

“Do you know who you saved?”


“Darkness reigns, girl! Think!”


Konnor nodded. “Do you know who he is?”

“No, I never know. I’m never told.”

“You rescued The Son’s right hand.”

Karen’s eyes widened, and had she the ability and circumstances were different she could have been proud. Now she understood why Gabriel was overly joyous about it. “Zhovaer is …”

Konnor lowered his hands dejectedly, kept his eyes closed and nodded. “He’s more important than I knew; more important than anyone realized. I hadn’t realized it; we were closer to the end than anyone thought.”

She lowered her eyes. Konnor was right. Having The Beloved by his side right now gave him an edge, but to have leverage against The Son – to go this far against God …. “We’re on the verge of the War?”

He looked over at her, tears in his eyes. “No, not anymore … or not this way. Karen, Lucifer’s pissed more than I have ever seen. Keeping Zhovaer here would have …”

She nodded and looked at him. “And you … you were supposed to keep him here.”

“And I failed!”

She drew him close to her and hugged him. He was trembling viciously in her arms so she knew he for once was telling the truth.

“You can’t hide me.”

“Not permanently.”

“I’ll be destroyed.”

“Konnor, no …”

“I was supposed to keep him here, and destroy whichever guide was trying to help him. Now I see why he chose me for it: because it was you.”

“I won’t let him take you.”

A panicked laughed issued forth. “And just what are you going to do? Gabriel can’t help me. Even Raphael is forbidden from intervening.”

“Oh ye of little faith.” She smiled.

“Damn it, Karen!”

“Everything happens as God plans. Do I have to keep reminding you?” She moved away from and then knelt beside him. After a moment she took his hands in hers.

He watched her quietly, then after a moment got on his knees and faced her.

Her eyes were closed as she moved their hands so that their palms touched and their fingers intertwined.

Konnor took a deep breath, closed his eyes and leaned his forehead against hers. After a moment he whispered her name and felt her move her head. When he opened his eyes and looked at her, he saw the brilliance in her halo and the brightness of her hazel eyes. She was a door now to someplace that he knew would hide him, if only for a few moments. He could feel her around him, could feel the warmth and safety she almost always emitted as he moved closer to her.

He loved her; he always had, even when those feelings and emotions were stripped from him. They belonged to each other and as they became one being he felt a fear wash over him. He had to protect her from Lucifer. He would take his punishment but he would keep her from harm.

But she hushed him again, and the thoughts strayed. What had been taken was gently replaced, although not entirely. He felt his strength return to him, and with it determination, joy and love. Everything that he relinquished when he became Lowly she planted within him. He could remember a time before all this, could feel what his purpose had been. Protector. Guardian.

They were a twin star dancing in the night sky and every movement made them brighter. Where one began the other ended to the point where you couldn’t distinguish between them. The light increased, every breath brought music to the desolate stretch of despair that surrounded them yet faded away.

At the pinnacle, at the crescendo, he sang out her name, the one Gabriel originally gave that couldn’t be pronounced with words alone. And his song echoed back to him.

Then slowly the light started to fade, a pulse that slowed with each breath. The single star began to regain form and they ‘stood’ before each other, hands still clasped tightly together. Their hearts’ rhythms separated; both breathing apart from each other and he smiled as he stared into her eyes.

They weren’t where they had been before, but he wasn’t sure exactly where they were now. She relaxed her grip on him as his eyes closed as she lowered her hands.

“Don’t worry, you’re safe.” She whispered; her body lowered to a kneeling position as she helped him lay his body down on the ground and his arm stretched out over his eyes.

Karen then stood and turned to face Metatron.


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