Summary: Schuyler is almost like Jack and Mimi but not exactly. She is one of the most feared angels. Her title is Gazardiel the Angel of New Beginnings. What will happen when when a true angel meets a fallen angel? S/J

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JPOV

I got up in the early morning. I looked around in my room.

Light was shining through the window. I got up from my bed.

I walked out of my room and headed downstairs. There in the kitchen was everyone. I looked around the room, it was filled with people that not even I knew or remembered.

Mimi was talking to a group of girls.

"Jack!" Mimi called me over. I looked over to her and nodded. She smiled. I chuckled and walked over to Charles.

"Charles," He turned to look at me. "What is going on?"

"Ah, Jack are you finally up." he told.

"Obviously now what is going on?"

He sighed. "Another was found dead. We are gathering all parts of the coven here in the country." He looked at the door, there at the door more were coming in.

"There is more parts of our coven?"

"Yes. They preferred to be hidden from everything, the other covens like the European Coven believe that they are dead." I looked around to room.

One caught my eye. She had bright blue eyes and black-blue hair. She was small. She has small pouty lips that fit her heart-shaped face perfectly. I felt my breath catch. She talking with a few other people. I was about to walk up to her when Charles directed us to the meeting room, where the committee is usually at. Everyone took a seat at the table which became longer.

Charles stood up, "Michael, The Pure of Heart." Then he sat down. Trinity then stood up.

"Sandalphon, Angel of Silence." Then she sat back down. Mimi then stood up.

"Arzael, Angel of Death." Then it was my turn.

"Abbadon, Angel of Destruction." Everyone around the table was standing and introduced themselves.

There was a last couple. They seemed different from everyone else. They seemed somehow to shine. It was like they were more regal than everyone else in the entire room. The woman with black hair was there. Finally when it came to their turn a man stood up.

"Most of you are wondering who we are." Mostly everyone nodded. Only Charles didn't nod. "We are angels sent here from him." He explained. "I am Raphael, Angel of Healing."

The woman with black hair stood up. "I am Gazardiel, Angel of New Beginnings." The others eyes widen. Mimi and I looked at each other. Charles stood back up.

"Now that we are done with the introduction now we can start with the meeting-" Mimi broke in.

"Why are there archangels here?" She sneered. Mentally I rolled my eyes. Raphael spoke up.

"As I have said before. We were sent here by Him. He is thinking about welcoming you back but before he does so, he wants the ones that are tainted to be relieved of the group. So far from what we had heard these ones that you call silverbloods are the ones that will need to be relieved."

"And how will they be relieved?" Mimi pressed. Gazardiel and Raphael looked at each other. Raphael nodded. Gazardiel stood up. She closed her eyes. Suddenly a sword was in her hand. She opened her eyes, they were burning a bright light. She flexed her hand, and her sword disappeared. She breathed through her nose and visibly calmed.

"As you can see, we are not very ... experienced in keeping our ...human form." Gazardiel explained.

"Then how can you help us in the fight?" Mimi sneered.

"Hm." She smirked. "Azrael, you and I never got along. From what I see that will never changed." Mimi glared at her. "To answer your question, you are to never to fight in your humane form." She grinned. Mimi just flipped her hair. I chuckled. Charles started again.

"There has been many killings that has been happening. The blood of these victims have been drained. These victims were part of this coven. One of the deaths that recently happened was Agusta Cardonale. She was one of the killings that happened." Gazardiel and Raphael shared a looked. Raphael hand tightened. I looked at Mimi. "We are losing numbers quickly. From what we have seen so far, they are preying on the the younger generation-"

"That is why you are suppose to be training them. So that they can be prepared. They can only remember so much but not all their memories in one lifetime." Lawrence spoke up. Charles gave him a icy look.

"You are not training them?" Gazardiel asked.

"We-"

"There are no excuses for such actions." She spoke in a bold voice. "If one were to survive, then one must fight." She told us. "We have watched from above. We have seen your choices and actions. From what we have seen over the centuries, you are to lose this war if you are not prepared. These silver bloods that you speak of are training as we speak. If your warriors are not train, it is like a newborn bird going against a grown bird that flies. It is your choice to fight or run. Let it be your choice." Her words were spoken with a regal touch. Everyone was silent. Lawrence looked at her with a smile in his eyes.

"Then we must train these young ones." Charles spoke.

"That is what I have been telling you for the last hundred years!" Lawrence yelled. Gazardiel smiled at the man.

"Metraton, your words are wise." Raphael spoke. "It seems that you have learned from your mistakes. Or you have gained more knowledge with age." Gazardiel gave him a look. He shrugged.

"We are here less than a day and you have grown to these ...humane and what they call modern words." She teased. Raphael chuckled.

"We have to keep up with the times sister." She shook her head.

"You must teach them at once. Time is such a precious thing. Though is always seems to run low." She spoke. Everyone nodded.

"I know that you must be angered by our choices but.." Charles looked at them. "I plea may you help us train our warriors." They both looked at each other.

"We cannot accept such ... offers with consulting with Him." Raphael told us. Gazardiel then stood.

"There is no time to waste, from what I have observed there are no other information that is needed. Including that He is watching." She spoke. He stood up.

"When we are back we will tell you of His decision." Raphael spoke. I looked at both of them. I haven't noticed their clothing. It was different from others. She was wearing a red dress that was embroidered with gold designs. It was like a medieval dress. Raphael was also dress the same way except that he was wearing a suit that seemed that only men in the medieval time wore. They walked away from the table and walked elegantly toward the balcony. They shifted into falcons.

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