Ayn Rand's 'Eli': A Narrative Fiction

Eli melted into the shadows as he slid along the side of the building. He’d tracked Logan all the way to Buenos Aries and sensed the archangel had been hiding out inside one of the many shanties, which made up the run down part of what locals called, villas miserias. Though this wasn’t the worst place he’d ever seen, he was still disgusted that people would allow their fellow humans to live in such squalor. However, these poor living conditions attracted many of the fallen. They thrived on misery.
Disappointment filled him, but only for a moment before he shrugged it off. His job didn’t allow for feelings, and it certainly didn’t allow for friends. At least not these days, since many of those were falling into the darkness. His job as a bounty hunter was to capture them and bring them before the Tribunal Seven for judgment.
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I have. It taunts me night and day,” Eli replied. No lie there. He could hardly remember when it started, but he’d carried the temptation for a long time. The desire to shift loyalty. To take life rather than protect it was something he’d battled with for a long time. They all did but some more than others. He’d always thought it was a conscience choice to fall, but lately he questioned the numbers lost. Something was off.
Logan chuckled and shoved Eva aside. “Eli, old friend. You are close, yes? You need only step to the other side. Think of the freedom you’ll have and the only person you must answer to is yourself.”
Eli extended his hand as was customary when greeting his brethren. “Help me.”
Logan grinned and flashed to the human he’d let go of earlier and pulled him to his chest. “Did you forget I was once a hunter too? I won’t fall for your tricks, but you’re close. I can sense the darkness wrestling inside you. Accept it and your change will begin immediately. I’ll even show you how to feed so you won’t starve like many of us had to in the