Good Man; Bad Man

Chapter 115: Good Man; Bad Man

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

            “I say he sure is.” Trevor could barely believe the way he was speaking but under the bright sun he caught a glimpse of the light reflecting through his eyes. “Yep. It was good that I found him. He had to turn up sooner or later.”

                “Ya damn right.” Trevor said. “Better question: How do we approach him?”

            “I don’t know. He’s sitting there looking as normal as ever. Blending right in.”

            “What do we uh… do with him?”

            “We either take a stand or try to convince him to leave the red orb alone.”

            “No. It was the demon who wanted the red orb. He just seems to be opposed to us.’

            “He just is huh? That won’t do. That won’t do at all.”

            “We gotta go about this carefully.”

            “You can say that again.” They got out of the car and pushed the doors shut. They stood a-top the hill with the sun in their eyes, people walkin in circles below. The sky was partly cloudy and very bright. The grass in the field was all grown out except close to the pathway that went around like a running track. “Feels good out here.” David proclaimed broadly.

            “Yeah, nice and breezy.”

            “You don’t think we should warn him that were going to attack him do you?”

            “What!? We can’t fight him here for the world to see.”

            “Why not? We’ve never worried about it before.”

            “That’s because we’ve always fought at night in secluded areas. Not to mention right in front of my house.” Trevor could admit he didn’t think this through thoroughly. He only knew he needed to find this place and fast. To get this far and not know how to initiate anything. He stared closely at the one who fell to Earth while trying not to draw much attention to them. He feared how easy it was to find him and question what capabilities he had. “He did lose his angel’s wings right?” Trevor couldn’t decide what to do or what to say; if anything. He was lean to a degree and had dirty blonde hair and his pants looked like they came from a century ago. Besides that he had a sharp face with a pointed down nose that sat on his face like the barrel of a gun.

            Trevor winced and stood back closer to the car. “No we have all the time in the world as long as he’s sitting on that bench.”

            “That’s true. But, it’s not like we have time to waste either.”

            “That’s right. But, what else is left?”

            “I don’t know. You tell me.” he said. “I… I ca.. I can’t.”

            “Where do we go from here?”

            “I… I have no idea.”

            “Well what else can we do besides go see him?”

            “I guess you’re right. Maybe we should try talking to him. Maybe he’ll understand.”        

            ‘You think so?”

            “Probably not. He might be in a foul mood; being kicked out of heaven and such.”

            “Yeah, I doubt it too. But, at least we can try.”

            “Shall we.” he said in a subtle off-putting way. Trevor was semi-scared out of his wits and his feet were moving for the hillside of their own volition.

            “and we’re walking… and we’re walking…” He thought he could pull off a working hello by getting to the bottom seat and sitting down then turning around and planting his feet on the row behind him. But, he had to know that David would do the same. He pulled off some drawstrings from his underwear then shifted his belt and moved down the hill and across the paved sidewalk. As he descended from the hilltop, he pulled out his lighter and lit a cigarette.

            He began smoking only with his mouth without putting it back in his hand. He did as he had planned on and helped himself to the seat below the rogue with every intention of turning around and revealing himself now or at some time. He couldn’t tell if he’d been made aware of yet. David sat down to his left, passing over in front of him and sitting down beside him. “What do you think you’re doing here?”

            “Are you talking to me?” Trevor asked David. “Actually I was talking to him.” David presented his arm out to the fallen angel and pressed his eyes up with a grin on his face. This caught his attention. He took his hand off the underside of his head and looked right back at him. He had such smooth eye movements, rolling down to look at his. Like he’d just come back from outer-space and come to look on David. “Me? I came from far away to sit on these seats I think.” They already knew that much, but Trevor didn’t think it was right to reveal themselves. It certainly wasn’t up to David to unravel right in front of him right now. “Where did you come from then?”

            “I can’t exactly remember. It’s all so foggy.”

            “You’re saying you don’t know where you’re from?”

            “I don’t think I can remember. I know it’s not this place though.”

            “Hmm.” Trevor thought as he glanced at David. “Something happened to me, but I haven’t an idea of what it was.” Trevor was at a cross roads. He could face him right here and go all out in front of everyone here possibly causing immense property damage much less exposing what was going on with him and they beneath the shadows; or he could lead him into the underworld and fight him under the cloud of darkness. Anyway he looked at it the latter seemed more graceful, so it was the obvious choice. He would have to resourceful. There would have to be a part of trust developed before he could carefully tell him how things were on equal terms. He didn’t belong in this world and rightly he didn’t need to be if the chances were he would be put to shame. There was no guarantee he would come out victorious versus his powers of beyond. So while he sat there looking toward the field, feet in front of him, he had his mind ticking at what he could do to come across as cordial and understanding to him.

            It wasn’t long before he’d devised something. “Hey, where do you want to go?” he asked. “Me? Uhm, I find right here pleasant enough.”

            “But, you can’t stay here all the time. It’s not justifiable.”

            “Isn’t it?”

            “No. You’d be arrested for trespassing.”

            “I can’t say I know what that means. Who’d arrest me? I could probably escape any capture.”

            “The police. And trust me, they’d do everything to bring you in.”

            “Bring me in?” Bring me in where?”

            Trevor was getting hot-headed. He needed to detract the conversation elsewhere. “Nevermind. Would you come with us to a place more suitable to talking?” “Like where?”

            “Well in my car to begin with.”

            “Oh, I guess I could do that.” He didn’t sound very confident but he got an agreement. “How do you suppose this one will enfold?” David asked quietly. “I bet we can make him feel comfortable and then tell him the bad news.”

            “Right.” They sat there for five minutes in silence and then Trevor got up. “Shall we?”

            Trevor demonstrated with his hand pointed off to the car. The fallen begrudgingly got up and headed down the flights of bleachers. The sun-shiny park area left them exposed in what they were doing. What would someone say when he wasn’t around. Surely someone would notice him getting in the car with them and leave. Trev had to bank on the apathy of the general population in the space. That was a bet he had to take for the life of his passage through this ordeal. The path hadn’t been laid out, but to give up on anything now would be unmistakably crude.

            As they encroached upon the car David shot Trevor a shark-like grin and was opening the door for the angel while he hid the fact he was looking to Trevor. The sun beamed in as Trevor slid forward into the driver’s seat. He cranked it and moved away from the parking lines and off to the subsection and back on to the highway. He smoothed out at the intersection and pressed the radio at a precise volume. “What is this fabulous machine that moves us around.”

            “It’s called a car.” David said detestably. “How astounding.” He scuttled around in the backseat and delighted in the music. He turned and turned back, gazing around at the roadsides and storefronts. Trevor hadn’t the faintest on where to head to. “Dave.”

            “Wha?”

            “Where are we going?”

            “We could head to my house.”

            “No. No. No. We have to take him somewhere else.”

            “Take me where?”

            “Oh. Uhm.” Trevor was sweating bullets and at a loss. “Now we gotta go somewhere other than the park. Oh great.” Trevor didn’t know what to say and was at an impasse. If he took him to David’s he would have to keep up this charade for how long he could not say. The car was running and he was stopped at his left turn around the bend and unsure of which way to go. As sweat ran down his brow and he didn’t know what to do. Suddenly his phone begun buzzing in his pocket.

            “Yea.” he answered the call. “Jamie! Hey. What can I do for you.” He hadn’t checked to see what number was ringing and it was getting busy behind him at the light so he decided to go right. “You say there’s a show tonight.” He was going slightly under the limit through the winding road and off-to the country side yet toward the city. He switched to D4 and couldn’t have been more in control. “You said who is playing. It was finally pitch dark out-side. “Silent Tram?” Trevor could hardly contain his excitement. “I’ll be there.”

            “Okay it’s…”

            “No, don’t tell me yet let me get to a stand-still.” Trevor hung up the phone and drove straight for the Filmore Mall. He knew he could stay in the parking lot for a reasonable amount of time and formulate what he was going to do. Corroborate the address and make their way there. “Are we going to this show tonight.”

            “What? With him here?”

            “Yes. I’m not missing Silent Tram.”

            “Well, fine, but I’m not..” He decided to cut his sentence short because the angel was in the car with them. He got into the Filmore parking lot and came to a parking spot and then called Jamie right back. “I’ll tell you where it is. It’s across from the speed track in an abandoned field. “I know exactly where that is. I’ll be there. What time is it?”

            “It’s not until nine.”

            “Oh, alright. lemme know when you get there.”

            “Ok. Bye”

            “Well, it’s 8:04. Shall we?” He pointed away at the mall.”

            “Yeah, let’s go in there!” The rogue said with a dopeyness. “I guess it’s all settled. We’re going to the mall.”

            “Woo!” The angel screamed at the top of his lungs. Trevor was on-guard while David was pretty loose with his demeanor. Trevor stepped out in the humid night air. It was warm for late April and he shrouded his shoulders until they walked to and entered the mall.