Zauriel, of the Eagle Host: Prelude.
A/N: This is my first DCU fic. I've written this because I feel that Zauriel deserves his own series… So, until DC releases it (in the UK), this will have to do. As you can guess from the title, this is only a pilot story. The main series will be under 'Zauriel of the Eagle Host', or 'Zauriel of the Pax Dei', depending on which you guys think is better. ^_^ I'll be mainly using DC and Vertigo characters, but expect one or two of my own to appear in the story.
Disclaimer: Most characters and places in this story are either belonging to DC comics or Vertigo, thereby belonging to AOL/Time Warner, or are real or mythic. Enjoy…
LOS ANGELES, CALIFORNIA.
The Sun is shining over the city.
A CITY THAT HAS BEEN HOME TO MANY NAMES…
The scene starts moving towards a rooftop, high above the sound of traffic.
…IS NOW HOME TO HEAVEN'S CHAMPION ON EARTH…
Zauriel stares quietly across the city, his arms folded relaxed across his chest.
…ZAURIEL, OF THE EAGLE HOST.
HE HAS BEEN MANY THINGS- SUPERHERO, GUARDIAN, WARRIOR…
Zauriel's head snaps to one side and his eyes narrow.
…BUT HE REMAINS ONE THING ABOVE ALL…
Zauriel launches into flight, and starts to glide towards an alleyway.
…AN ANGELIC BEING…
"Hand over the money, Gramps!" the thug shouted at the old man, his knife shaking in his hand. "I NEED that money, an' I'm gonna get it one way or another! Hand it over, and I won't kill ya!"
…A BEING OF LIGHT, SWORN TO PROTECT THE WEAK.
The old man trembled, when…
"Leave him alone." A voice came simply. The voice carried a sound that no human words could adequately explain- the sound of peace, harmony… The thug twirled, to face whoever it was. He came face-to-face with Zauriel. "Leave the old man, and this place." Zauriel said simply.
"Screw you, pal!!!" The thug screamed, and launched himself at Zauriel. The heel of Zauriel's hand impacted with the man's temple, causing him to fall into unconsciousness.
"…Why can't they just take a hint…?" the former member of the Eagle Host wondered aloud.
"Thanks for your help, young man." Zauriel'd forgotten momentarily about the old man. "Uh… Could you help me find my glasses?" Zauriel swept his gaze across the ground- sure enough there were the glasses.
"Here…" he said, handing the spectacles over. The old man placed them on his face.
"Oh. Thank you so much, young…" He looked up. "…Man?"
High above, Zauriel was carrying the thug through the air. 'Presence only knows how someone of his age would have reacted to seeing me…' the Guardian Angel thought. "Do you know?" He asked his charge.
The thug remained unconscious.
L.A.P.D. POLICE STATION.
LAPD's finest was enjoying a much earned coffee break, when…
"Uh, Chief? There's someone here… who's… made a citizen's arrest, and…" The younger officer licked his lips nervously. "…Uh, I think you'd better deal with it, sir."
"Fine." Trent Carlyle had been in charge of LA's police department for several years now, and his love for the job was starting to wane. 'Roll on retirement,' he thought to himself, as he turned the corner to the front desk. "Zauriel!" He grinned. The angel's appearance several years ago had been a real boon for the police. A real life superhero helping them against the criminals of LA had been, literally, a blessing from Heaven.
"Hi, Chief." The Angel smiled. "I just thought I'd bring you a present- an attempted mugging. Attempted by 'muggins' here…" He threw a grin at the unconscious thug.
"Okay, Zauriel. We'll put him away…" He waved the officer on duty to take the thug into the cells, which he did so. "…Say, Zauriel, have you noticed something… strange going on recently?"
"Something has felt amiss, yes."
"Yeah… All sorts of weirdness is going down at that new bar… 'Lux'. Of course, we can't investigate unless there is some direct complaint against the place…"
"I understand. I'll check it out, Chief." Zauriel walked to the door. "I'll see you around." He said, and left.
A/N: Well, what did you think? It'll continue once I've written the next chapter… The idea of this story is to see if I'm good enough to write a proper Zauriel series, so any constructive criticism is appreciated. R&R
P.S- Yeah, I changed the title… I thought as 'one-shot' usually means only one chapter it could be confusing...