3rd POV:
She couldn't believe he was taking her to a cave of all places. She stopped at the mouth of the cave.
"This is where he is?" the vampire stoped on his tracks, turned around, with a smirk on his face.
"Is Azrael afraid of a cave?" he taunted her.
She narrowed her eyes in distaste at him, entering the cave, needing to prove she wasn't afraid.
She hadn't even walked three steps when she was attacked by a vampire.
"What a pleasant surprise! An angel from above, non the less, Azrael."
She grimaced at having the vampire so close to her, they reeked. She pushed him away, but he wouldn't budge, meaning he was older, her eyes glowed with her power as she pushed him off her, sending him 20 feet away. She heard the impact, but didn't even twitch as she heard the skull bash against the concrete. Specially since she heard what he said.
"Ow, beautiful, was that necessary? So feisty; Dimitri you really know how to pick em."
She rolled her eyes, glancing at Dimitri, who looked back at her amused.
"What's so funny?" she asked, distastefully. He chuckled and turned around, walking away.
"Nothing."
She resisted the urge to slap him across his pretty face... Look at that, now he was pretty.
She mentally groaned in frustration.
She started following Dimitri to the cave, needing to remind herself why she was here.
The cave smelled of dust, rocks, vampires, and... some fallen angels, too. She crunched up her nose. They were a true disgrace to her race.
Silently, she fell into step with him, a comfortable silence between them. He led her into a dark room, the only light coming from a burning candle in the corner.
There was a person, his back to the, with his hands placed on the rocky wall in front of him. He wasn't wearing a shirt, his muscles tense, as he breathed in and out.
Rose stood 3 feet behind him, with Dimitri a foot behind her. With a shaking hand she reached out to touch his shoulder. His body stiffened as she touched him, he turned his head slightly to one side, to look at her.
"What are you doing here?" his voice was harsh, but she didn't flinch.
"What are you doing here?" she asked, looking around the small room.
He turned his body around. He seemed normal, human, not one trace of the angel he used to be.
He examined the girl in front of him.
"You know what happened."
She glared at him, "You traded us for a leech?"
He shook his head, and the vampire in the room made a sound that clearly stated he was offended, which she ignored.
The fallen angel spoke, "The only reason they dropped me was because I befriended and helped a vampire. They're not as bad, we grew with stupid stereotypes."
All she said was: "You don't disobey them."
He laughed, humorlessly.
"Oh, you couldn't be any more naive. They control us. Everything we do, say, think. I mean look at you. They took him away from you, just because he didn't belong with an angel like you."
Before she could stop herself, her hand came flying to meet his face. The vampire behind them flinched as he heard the sound her hand made once it came into contact with his cheek.
The fallen angel put a hand to his throbbing cheek, and looked at her, as she was burning with rage... and pain.
Instead of fighting with her as Dimitri thought he was going to do, the fallen angel's eyes softened, and he took her into his arms.
