CHAPTER I:
"Well this is…problematic"
His knowledge knows no bounds. Slowly gazing around the landscape of what was once known as Divinity City, He found himself thinking the very same thing his brother stated vocally.
"What is your opinion, Redeemer?"
With his brothers' question drawing him out of his thoughts, Redeemer looked behind him at the angels that were his siblings.
"I'll tell you as soon as I think of one, Tyrael", He said as he answered truthfully. His brother, Tyrael, chuckled at his honesty.
Tyrael is an Archangel, like Redeemer. He wears a light tan cloak that covers his chest. His wing guards, arm and leg armor are colored gold. He wears a hood that covers his face. His wings are light blue. He's the Archangel of Justice
"Well…I suppose I should be glad that someone finds this situation a tad on the comical side", a voice of feminine nature said.
The voice was spoken by none other than Auriel, the Archangel of Hope.
Auriel is one of the few female Archangels. Like Tyrael, she wears a cloak that covers her chest. Her armor (Which is the same as Tyrael's) is a whitish-silver. Like most Archangels, her face is covered with a hood. Her wings are violet.
"Well sorry to rain on your parade, Sis", a voice that sounds as if it would be better suited for a comedian spoke, "But someone's gotta lighten up this depressing atmosphere!"
Ahh…Itherael, Archangel of Fate. Thoe most would say him to be the "Archangel of Comedy".
Itherael wore a white-with-grey trimmings full-body cloak. His armor (Consists of gauntlets, wing guards, and leg armor) is dark silver. He wears a hood that covers most his face. His wings are grey with blue outlines.
Itheraels comedic response was met with a smack to the side of his head.
"Ow! What the hell Malthael?!"
The angel in question simply shook his head, utterly annoyed by his brothers' somehow eternal comedic nature.
Malthael is the Archangel of Wisdom, and chooses to let his actions speak in place of his words; meaning he doesn't speak unless he truly wants to convey his views on a subject.
Malthael wears a dark grey, almost black cloak that covers his torso to his knees. His armor was charcoal grey. He wears a hood that covers his face, as well as also being a menacing grey color. And his wings are ash grey, though more onyx in color. It's believed that he has frightened many spirits and mortals alike due to his appearance.
"Ha! Well said Malthael!"
That deep voice could belong to only one Angel that Redeemer knew of…his older brother, Imperious.
Imperious is the Archangel of Valor. He was quite possibly the oldest out of the six siblings.
Imperious wears gold full-body armor. Unlike the rest of his siblings, he wears a helmet rather than hood. His wings are orange, and look as if there are made of fire.
Redeemer crossed his arms and shook his head at his siblings' nonsense. "If you are quite finished, I believe we have what remains of a city to investigate", He said with a stern yet soft voice.
Redeemer is probably the most unique of the six siblings. He wears a dark blue full-body suit (like what the Green Lanterns wear). He wears gold armor, from his gauntlets, to his boots, to his chest and wing armor. His wings are light green. And instead of a hood or helmet, he wears a mask with a golden cross on it. The cross, starts at his chin, and goes up straight through the top of the head, and ends wear the back of the neck meets the head. Where the cross hits the nose, it splits of horizontally, covering the eyes (Most Angels and mortals wonder how he sees so well).
The six Archangels soon split to explore the destroyed city.
Auriel took to the east, to the Eastside Residential District. When she got there, let's just say she wasn't going to be eating for a while. The street was littered with bodies of angels. Men, women…children, it sickened Auriel.
'Damned Monsters', Auriel thought emotionlessly, 'All of them'
The Archangel of Hope walked through the streets, looking for some-ANY-sign that someone could have survived. So far…no such luck.
'Auriel, have you found anything?' Itherael's voice cut into her thoughts.
'No, Itherael, I haven't found anything', Auriel paused before continuing, 'Not anything or, anyONE'
There was a pause that could have been measured in centuries, 'Dammit, I was afraid of that, I don't have anything either-Hold on, Red's trying to get a hold of me…'
In the time it took Itherael to contact Redeemer, Auriel could have ventured out and killed several hordes of Demons to vent out her anger.
'Alright, Redeemer wants us to meet him at the Pendulant Engram in the center of the City, see you there'
'I got it. Hopefully the others found something', Auriel took another look around the devastated district.
As if sensing her thoughts and movements, Itherael once again spoke, 'Auriel?'
'Yes…Itherael?'
'We'll find the bastards that did this, I promise you that…'
Leave it to the jokester to cheer her up, 'Thank you, Itherael. I-I needed to hear someone say that…'
Taking one last look, the Archangel took off towards the center of the city.