Bad Friendships — Kenneth Guthrie

This story is also included in Sin: The Collection (4 stories).

Sin 3: Bad Friendships
Angels aren't all bad. Unfortunately, Sin's old friends tend to lean to the evil side. A deadly angel with powers so great they make Sin look like a weakling is killing the city's people and Sin wants to stop him. The fight that ensues may well kill Sin, but first he needs to find one he seeks. "Violent, glorious, perfect. A story worth reading."

Sample Content

This story is about 2500 words.

"Run Oddity. You can't do anything here."
Oddity's face told Sin he wasn't going anywhere.
Sin stabbed Nip in the face. His sword passed through.
"Damn it. We have to lead it away."
Sin
sounded more resolute than he felt. The dog would go after the weakest
first. He knew that if he could keep it away from them for long enough,
it might calm down, but he didn't like his chances. The last time this
happened it had consumed a half a town.
A white shape smashed down
into the redness of the hound's back. Feet broke the spine of the beast
and it dissolved into a semi-translucent mix of nothingness. Billy
brought his hands in and out. His loud scream and the resulting white
light threw the sickly red liquid out.
"Tell it to surrender."
Sin complied. "Apple of My Eye."
The blood slinked together to form a sword lying flat on the pavement.
Billy
faded. For a moment a hooded blond haired man decked in white robes
with large white wings stood before Sin. He felt a tear rolling down his
cheek. This was the real being under that dirty human body he had
formed for himself.
Billy shot into the air and was gone. There would be no conversations today.
Oddity sat down against a small stall.
"So what are we going to do now?"
Sin thought for a moment.
"I have an idea. Something you won't like."
"Aren't all your ideas like that?"
"No, but this one is perhaps more so."