A small pair of black feathered wings sprouted from Kumo's back. He stepped in front of the sobbing boy who saw him as a guardian angel descending from heaven.
Crimson eyes accompanied by a series of huffs drew their attention to the hallway. Lurking on the other side of the wingless child's home was a beast whose indistinguishable silhouette watched them. Rather than to say it hid in the shadows, it instead was a living epitome of unilluminated space. Every spot of darkness was its to control. It was a blanket growing larger as it grasped at anything light couldn't reach.
More broken whimpers escaped the boy's mouth. The angel looked back, giving a warm smile. "Don't worry," he said to calm the young one's thoughts, "I'll protect you."
"B-But, it's scary!" the other one protested, referring to the beast in front of them. He didn't like scary things. In fact, he detested them.
Its claws scraped the hardwood floor as thick, black goo oozed down the walls. It enveloped the hallway in darkness until nothing but its eyes flashed.
"Harry," the Angel said to the beast, "You're scaring the boy. Can you knock it off, please?" The boy looked at the Angel, confused.
"Sorry," Harry said in a surprisingly soft, high-pitched voice, reminiscent of Mike Tyson.
The boy's fear turned to wonder, and he looked up at the Angel, still holding his hand. "You know him?"
"He's my brother."
"Isn't he a... demon?"
"We're all children of God."
"Oh," the boy said. "I thought that only applied to people. The Bible says--"
"Oh, that. That was an uncorrected proof. The final version never caught on."
Opening: Natanne Norman.....Continuation: Audra Coldiron