"Suspended Memory" Chapter 1 ---------- by: Crimson Night ---------- Disclaimer: Unfortunately I do not own Angel sanctuary or any of its characters. Don't sue. Have nothing important to the outside world. ---------- Note: ---------- Warnings: ---------- Pairings: ----------

In the days to come, the Armons will rule the planet. The Quat will start a war with the Armons, and in result, suffer great losses. In the end, only a select few will be left. They will have to fight over control of the planet. The power struggle will be between the angels, the demons, and all species that inhabit or watch over the planet.

The red-headed boy groaned when he awoke. Today a meeting will be held to see who gets to guard what. He knew who he would be paired with and he hoped that would change. With the thought eating away at him, he got dressed and readied himself for the meeting. He then left his room and turned left. On his way down the long hallway, he prepared himself. He had no idea what hideous mission he would be given this time. He finally reached the door he was looking for. It opened automatically. He stepped in.

"Well, hello Mika-chan. Late as usual. Would it kill you to be on time or even better, get here early? I can't say I'm surprised though. It's just like you to lag behind everyone else." It was Michael's 'favorite' comrade. "Shove it Raphael!" Michael shot back; he was already having an awful morning.

"SILENCE!!!!" The voice made everyone in the room jump. The source of the voice made Michael's skin crawl. It was Rosiel. That was great. Rosiel was one of the last people he wanted to see. The last time he and Rosiel were in the same room........... well, let's just say it wasn't pretty. Given the chance, Michael would have Rosiel locked up in a mental asylum.

"Rosiel, how come you just can't disappear?"

"Michael, it's just like you to shine a new light on my day. But, unfortunately, I don't have time to chat. Now have a seat so we can finish this meeting and get to work. Let's see, is everyone here? Michael then looked around the room to see who was attending this meeting. Rosiel, Uriel, Gabrielle, Katan, Raphael, and himself.

"Seems as though everyone is here." The sudden sound of Rosiel's voice startled him. "The tasks are to be assigned now. Gabrielle, you are to check on the angels guarding the Gates of Heaven and do you regular duties already assigned to you. Which means that you shouldn't have to leave Heaven. Uriel and Raphael, you are to continue your regular duties and have a word with the angels guarding the Gates of Hell. Katan, you have your tasks already. And finally, Michael, you'll be assisting me. I figured you and Raphael get tired of fighting all the time. You are all dismissed."

Most of the angels couldn't believe that this week was going to be filled with easy, laid back assignments. It had been calm the last couple of weeks. They were glad though; they needed a break. It was long overdue.

Raphael, on the other hand, couldn't relax as easier as the other angels. He was worried about Michael. The youngster had been his partner in every mission. Also, he knew Rosiel. He also knew better than to argue with Rosiel. Arguing with Rosiel could get him exiled. He knew no matter what Rosiel did Father would always take his side.

"Raphael did I or did I not dismiss you?" Raphael was brought back to reality. He didn't realize that he hadn't moved from his chair. "You are to make haste." "Yes sir." With a bow to Rosiel and a quick glance to Michael, Raphael left the room.

After Raphael's departure, Michael devoted his attention to Rosiel who was standing on the other side of the room. "So, Rosiel, what am I to do?"

"First I must gather a few things. You should probably do the same. Umm, let's see, you'll need weapons. Maybe some clothes. You might have to change where going."

"If you don't mind me asking, sir. Where are we going exactly?" Michael wanted to know what Rosiel was up to. He had a bad feeling about all of this. Of course, the mere mention of Rosiel's name made his stomach turn.

"We have some things that need checking out on Earth. From there, a number of things. We may even stop to see how that brother of yours is doing."

"Wh-What!! Go see Lucifer!! Why?!"

"Don't get so worked up Michael. I said we might see how Lucifer is doing. Looking at the list of the things we must do, we more than likely won't have the time. I was actually wanting to see 'Lucifiel' about a small matter." Rosiel then turned to Michael with a serious look on his face. "Meet me at the gates in one and one-half hours. If you finish packing before we are to leave, you may lounge. But, if you are late I will have you head." Rosiel said all of this with a calm tone. Even with the calmness of Rosiel's tone, Michael still knew to take that warning seriously.

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Michael hated packing. He almost always forgot something. Extra boots, coat, shorts, suspenders. He had all his clothes, lab top. What am I missing? He looked around the room a few times and realized what he was leaving out. His sword and sunglasses. He put his sunglasses on his face, bound his sword to his back, grabbed his backpack and was out the door.

Rosiel was waiting for him at the gates when he arrived. "Good. You're on time. That's a first. Before we get started you need to know about the first mission. We are going to Earth to stop a prophecy from being fulfilled. We must stop a species called the Armons from taking over the world, causing a species known as the Quat to start a war. And if the prophecy is correct the Quat will lose."

"If the Armons will end up having control over the planet anyway, why try to stop it?"

"I don't have time to explain. Here read this on our way to Earth. It's the Book of Prophecies. Before we enter the Earth's atmosphere put the book in your backpack. If anything happens to that book, Father will be angry. That's the only copy." Rosiel tossed the confused boy a thick leather-bound book and walked to the center of the gates. Michael followed and positioned himself beside the other angel. Michael looked at Rosiel. Rosiel returned the glance and nodded. The gates began to open. They spread their wings and made their exit.

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While flying, Michael began reading the pages Rosiel had marked for him. He noticed something that sounded familiar: In the days to come, the Armons will rule the planet. The Quat will start a war with the Armons, and in result, suffer great losses. In the end, only a select few will be left. They will have to fight over control of the planet. The power struggle will be between the angels, the demons, and all species that inhabit or watch over the planet.

(That was the same thing an old man in a hooded cloak had said to him in a dream he'd had just the night before. He didn't know what it meant. He woke up before he could get an explanation.)

Michael almost dropped the book when he realized where he recognized that passage from. Rosiel saw Michael falter and slowed so the boy could catch up. "You okay?" "Yeah. I think so." "We're close to the Earth's atmosphere, so brace yourself."

Michael put the book in his pack. He had no desire to read anymore of that book. He was extremely creeped out now. The whole thing was a little weird.

After a few more minutes of flying, they were only a few hundred miles from Earth. Michael was ready for the landing that would take place in the next thirty seconds.

Michael and Rosiel landed on their feet, not making a sound. Michael looked around at his surroundings. He was standing in the middle of nowhere. "Rosiel! Where are we?! I thought we were going to save the world! How are we going to do that in this place?! There's probably not a house for thousand of miles!"

"Michael, calm down. We can't be seen at our landing spot. People could see. Those are the rules." Rosiel, as usual, was calm. He then walked about ten feet and mumbled something under his breath. Michael really wanted to know what he said.

"Fine. Where are we going to put our clothes?"

"We are going to a hotel. We just have to walk to get there. Nothing major."

"What do you mean 'nothing major'? We could be stuck out here for days." Michael was doing his best to not make Rosiel angry by saying something the other angel might find offensive.

"Michael, you are just too young to understand things. Life is all about hard work. A little walk should be nothing for you. After all, you are an angel."

"As long as we get there soon. I want to shower. I didn't get to since I got up late."

Rosiel laughed at Michael's whining. "Come on. Let's get started." Rosiel spread his three wings. (As much as Michael hated Rosiel, he did admire the angel's wings. He only had two and they didn't give off the same glow that Rosiel's did. Maybe when he got a little older his wings would look like that. He sure hoped so.)

"Wait Rosiel. You know that flying on Earth is against the rules."

"Sorry. I always thought you wanted to fly on Earth." "Yeah, I do. But I can't break the rules. If I were to caught there would be hell to pay." Michael cringed at the thought of the types of punishment he could receive.

"Here's the deal. Since I in charge, I'm allowing you to break this rule right now." With that said, Rosiel started flying. He stopped about fifty feet away. Michael believed that that meant for him to do the same. So, he spread his wings and flew toward Rosiel.

Michael actually was glad to be around Rosiel right now. He never thought in all of eternity that that would happen. It surprised him. And all it took was for Rosiel to let him break one rule.

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When the landed about one hundred yards from the hotel. No one saw them. It was a pretty deserted area. They walked the rest of the way. Michael waited outside while Rosiel got a room.

The room was bigger than Michael expected. There was a bed, a couch, and a large table with two chairs. It all worked out. Rosiel would probably take the bed and Michael would be up all night on his computer while keeping watch. Hopefully, Raphael would be on the computer. He could talk to the Angel of Wind while Rosiel got his beauty sleep.

"Michael, do you have your computer with you? I'd like to see it."

Michael didn't let anyone touch his computer or his sword. "No, I don't. Sorry. Excuse me, I have to use the toilet. "Micheal threw his backpack, which he had been fumbling through and did not zip up, onto the floor and went into the bathroom.

Rosiel noticed that some of the boy's stuff had fallen out of his backpack. He went over to pick it up. Upon doing so, he noticed a black thing about the size of a notebook. He picked it up and saw that it was Michael's lab top. He was outraged. One thing that made Rosiel angry besides being disobeyed, was being lied to.

Michael walked out of the bathroom, only to be greeted by an angry look on the face of the senior angel. "What's wro----" Michael's sentence was interrupted with a backhanded slap to the right side of his face, causing him to feel a surge of power course through his body. Michael passed out before he hit the floor.