"You wanted to 'thee me?"
The small angel asked, his honey-colored wings folding neatly behind his back. In front of him sat twelve rather large and powerful leaders. They each sat a distance from each other so that each pair of beautiful wings could have room to stretch and flutter when they got stiff. Every one of them was present; even the queen herself. It must have been an important meeting, as she was rarely seen in her kingdom. Her reptilian, almost dragon-like wings flicked and quivered impatiently.
One of the angel-like leaders, his wings starting out a deep brilliant red and then slowly fading to gray towards the tips, spoke up. His voice was quiet, his face hidden by the hood to the long black cloak that he wore. "Hello, Sollux. We have a proposition for you."
"And what would that be?" Asked the young angel, his eyes betraying how nervous he actually was to be in the presence of such powerful people. Especially the queen, who was looking rather stony. Her face was expressionless. However, one of the kinder trolls, his horns flickering with blue and red bolts of electricity and wings a rich golden, offered a smile to his decedent.
"it's nothing too difficult. Don't be nervous."
"What are you talking about?" Snapped one, his purple wings fluffing up in protest. "Of course it's difficult. I doubt your little lowblooded decedent can handle such a mission."
"Oh, why not let him test his luck?" Said another, a viscous cerulean smirk on her face. "I think he can handle it."
"Pardon my interruption, but what would 'it' be, exactly?" Sollux interjected nervously, his eyes cast down at his hands. The one with the crimson wings silenced the others with a wave of his hand and turned his attention to the psionic in front of him. "We need you to hunt down a killer for us." He answered, quiet but blunt. Sollux's eyes widened. "You mean the guy that killed-?" He cut himself off with a wince.
"That would be him." This deep and dangerous voice came from an angel with indigo wings that were splattered with teal and yellow and green and blue and purple and pink, creating a rather unsettling rainbow. An olive-winged woman sent a warning glance in his direction, her cat-like eyes narrowing slightly. Then she looked at Sollux, her expression turning gentle. "Yes, as Grand confirmed, that would be the same killer that murdered the Maid of Time. We need you to find him and change him."
"Change him?" Sollux repeated, obviously intimated by the thought of finding a murderer. In the land of Wrath and Angels, a murder was a rare thing to come across, as it was a land of peace. Of course when one did come up, it became the High Commander's top priority to rid the planet of the danger. This time, of course, was no exception.
"Fix him. Make him see the error in his ways," The queen spoke up suddenly, her abundant amount of hair drifting about, despite that there was not a breeze to carry it. "Change him. You can handle it, I know you can." She spoke with such authority and confidence that Sollux almost believed her. Almost. "Forgive me for di'thagreeing, but thi'th i'th the 'thame guy that killed Aradia we're talking about." His fists clenched in a sudden wave of anger. "He killed her. Why don't I ju'tht return the favor?"
"This is not what we are asking of you, Sollux." The golden-winged angel interrupted. "This will be a lesson not only for him but for you as well."
Sollux's eyes were pleading. "Plea'the, let me avenge her. Why bother with thi'th guy? What if I can't fix him?"
"That's what I was wondering," The indigo-winged angel spoke up again, his gaze sinister. A troll with teal wings patted his arm gently.
"We are a land of peace, in case you have forgotten, Grand Highblood. We don't kill." The queen's glare would've made a wriggler cry. The indigo blood glared back at her before dropping his gaze, mumbling something under his breath. "The angels before us and the angels before them always solved a murder problem with kindness and guilt." The queen continued on, her attention back on Sollux. "They've done it this way for thousands of Sweeps and there is no reason to stop the tradition now."
"What if I refu'the?" Sollux answered, looking at her with a mixture of fear and defiance.
"You will not refuse, because I command you to do so." The queen fixated her wriggler-scaring glare on her young subject. Sollux cringed and looked at his feet, fists clenching. Little sparks of anger flicked and shot about in random directions. He didn't respond for a long time. "...A'th you wi'thh." "Good." The queen looked away. "Come, Dualscar, I'm done here." She commanded. Immediately the purple-winged angel stood up and escorted the queen away. The golden-winged angel's eyes were soft as he spoke. "I know you can handle this, Sollux. You've been on more difficult missions."
"Ye'th, I have." Sollux's eyes filled with mustard yellow tears as he answered. "But they didn't involve my dead morail." With that he turned and hurried out of the room.
"Leaving without being dismissed!" A random troll exclaimed. "Why, he should be ashamed."
The psionic only shook his head sadly.