“Thats it, you’ve pissed me off.” and he pulled the trigger. His gun, to the boy but an extension of his meaty fist, let loose a terror. A small silver terror. As if time slowed down, the boy was reacting, eyes clenched, he knew what was to happen. But then, coming from above, the sound of wings spreading ricocheted through the air. As the boy opened his eyes, and felt the bullet in his heart, all he could see was a beautiful silver light.