Heaven Can't Wait (open to Champions)
Harmony always opted to go to St. Vincent's for mass on Sunday mornings. They were one of the rare Catholic churches that still did sunrise services once a month, services that had been Harmony's favorite since she was a little girl back in Kansas. Nowadays they were more than just favored; now they were practical, given how nocturnal Sin generally was. He'd been very honest from the beginning--he didn't do the "God thing." Much to her surprise this hadn't put her off. Harmony chose to accept it and not to press. He never stopped her from worship and she appreciated that. It was just an item of life they could not share but had found a middle ground. This was, she thought, how relationships were supposed to work. It didn't mean that she had to completely leave Sin out of the little things that made her sunrise mass so important to her. Coffee and pastries were also part of the routine for her and sunrise services played to her advantage: this early in the morning there were now crowds, only the devoted slipping from the cathedral and onto the morning-lit streets.
Smiling to herself, she paid for breakfast before slowly walking up the street and back to Sin's. Her mind was already on surprising him, thoughts far from anything more than that. Distracted, she misses the way the shadows pull from the corners of buildings and that the birds have stopped singing. She misses everything until she hears a rustle of wings and then a blood-curdling screech-like noise right behind her as a dark, winged creature descends from the sky and heads right for her sending the other people on the street scattering. And the winged beast is not the only one, just the largest in what appears to be a small army of gargoyles come to life.
Harmony screams.
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