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Chapter 1

Michael looked down on the human boy, his eyes cold and unsympathetic. He was sure to carry out the plan much better than any half-winged angel could do. A small breeze flowed throughout the small dorm room, slightly shifting his white locks. Showing a hint of a maniacal grin, Michael slowly put his hand above the human boy's chest, which was exposed from the unbuttoning of his shirt. He focused his concentration on his hand, from which a bright light appeared from. The light illuminated the room. The angel muttered quietly, chanting a phrase. After a few seconds, the light finally died down and Michael finally let out a soft chuckle. With a snap of his fingers, both the denizen of heaven and the boy were gone.

~OoO~

Dantalion was reluctantly chowing down on his breakfast. Oh how he longed for the savory delights his butler, Baphomet! He absolutely hated this mixing of inedible trash! Not to mention that the noisy crunching of cookies made him especially ticked off this morning.

"Must you really be eating cookies like a gluttonous beast everyday?" Dantalion finally said, tired of the constant sound.

Sytry ignored the complaint, and continued to munch on the snacks, increasing in volume with each bite. He finally stopped when he got to the bottom of his snack can. Closing his eyes, Sytry took a napkin and slowly dabbed away all the crumbles left on his face.

"Did anyone see William today?" Sytry asked, putting down the used napkin. " It's unlike him to be late to breakfast."

"You're right, he's usually not late for... well... everything!" Issac, Willaim's friend (or acquaintance, depending on whose view you're looking at it from), replied, with a small laugh at the end of his sentence.

With nothing better to do, Dantalion abruptly rose from his seat. "I'm going to go check on him!" He announced to the group, with a hint of worry in his voice, and began to walk in the direction of the dorms.

"Impulsive, as always," Sytry sighed, rising up from his seat and following Dantalion.

~OoO~

Kevin knew he felt something off. Michael appeared to him several days ago, less impatient and wrathful than he usually was. He knew there couldn't have been a frivolous reason for sudden change in behavior. Something just wasn't right. Could it have something to do with...

The realization then hit him like a train. Kevin's eyes widened.

No... It couldn't be...

Still, Kevin ran to the doors leading to the outside of the church, about to visit his young master's dorm.

"What seems to be the matter, old friend?" A voice stopped Kevin in his tracks.

"M-Michael!" Kevin stuttered.

"Surprised to see me? I guess it's only right. After all, I've just been so busy and wasn't able to visit," Michael continued, comfortably placing himself at the base of the main statue and crossing his legs. "Moving on, that Twining boy, was it?" Noticing that Kevin flinched at the name, Michael narrowed his eyes and showed a small smile. "Be a shame if something were to happen to him."

"Michael! What have you-"

But it was too late. With a single, white feather left on the base of the statue, Michael was gone.

A/N: Sorry if some characters were OOC, it's been a long time since I read the manga or watched the anime. That being said, some details in this chapter may also be canonically wrong. Haha...

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