Hi everyone! I am finished with another chapter. I hope you are going to like it! Yes, this story is a bit dark but won't go for extremes I promise.

Chapter 3

After exactly 28 minutes Andrew arrived to the station and walked up to the captain's office in a hurry. Why did Endymion want to meet at the office right now? It was very late, or very early, it depended how you took it. A quick glance at his watch showed him it was almost 2:45 am. Really, whatever report Endymion wanted him to make it surely could have waited until morning? But he knew better than questioning an angel so with a heavy sigh he stepped into the office. He masked his surprise quickly as he noted the small group gathered in the room.

Besides the captain, on a chair sat one of the consults. Stepping closer Andrew realized it was none else but Lord Ambest, the head of the consult himself. He wasn't sure if he was more surprised about the old man being there at this ungodly hour or about the fact that he was actually present to hear a report from him and Endymion. Lord Ambest was known about hating angels with all his heart… every angel, without an exception. Behind the chair occupied by a more then annoyed consult, in front of the windows stood two other officers, the vice captains. There was one more person in the room. The priestess from the moon temple stood left to the door quietly. Serenity was one of Andrew's favorite people in the city. She was one of the nicest person he had ever known, beautiful from outside and inside as well. Though what she was doing there, he had no idea. But most importantly, there was no sign of Endymion.

"Soldier!" The captain said as Andrew stopped in the middle of the room.

"Captain!" Andrew nodded and gave a salute.

"What happened soldier? Endymion asked us all to gather here and wait for you at this ungodly hour." Lord Ambest stood from his chair frowning. "I hope the information you would like to give us is worth it... For your shake." He added, his lips turning thin as his eyes narrowed.

Andrew gulped nervously. What was he supposed to say? A Bestia's attack was not that unique that the head of the consult had to hear it at 2.45 am.

"Andrew is here to confirm what I've witnessed." The strong, unmistakable voice of a famous angel warrior came from the doorway. Everyone in the room turned towards the door as Endymion stepped in the room.

And they all went quiet in the next moment. Endymion could taste surprise, shock, fear and worry in the air. He threw a glance to his right where Serenity stood next to the door. Her wide blue eyes were filled with worry as she took in his sight. His blooded shirt, wounded arms and chest. He was still bleeding, the poison active enough in his body to prevent the wound from healing. Not that he had noticed.

"I am fine." He said as an answer to her worry. She said nothing but nodded ever so slightly. The short exchange between them was but barely a second but it felt like as if a whole conversation had passed between them.

"What on Earth happened?" Lord Ambest asked again, his eyes bewildered.

"You know I don't think I have ever agreed with that old fool, but I can only join him… What the hell happened?!." Zoistie's angry thoughts entered Endymion's mind but his face stayed emotionless. "Later." Endymion answered his poker face in place, his eyes never leaving the face of the head of the consult.

"Andrew if you would summarize for the senator what just happened tonight?" He said out loud as he stepped further into the room, and stopped next to the door between Andrew and Zoisite.

"Yes Sir!" Andrew nodded. "I received information about possible survivors at the pub used to know The Lords, north to Selena. I decided to check it out after my service tonight." He started.

"Alone?" Zoisite asked crossing his arms in front of his chest, his eyes narrowed at the blond man.

"Yes, Sir." Andrew answered less certain this time. "But I did mention it to Endymion." He added hoping it would help his case. The captain looked definitely annoyed.

"Really? How strange I did not know about it." Zoisite glared at Endymion openly. "Continue." He said turning back to Andrew. The soldier gulped nervously misunderstanding his captain's anger.

"I went out and found 2 survivors in the pub. A woman and her child."

"Infected?" The consult asked showing true worry for the first time.

"No." Endymion answered and nodded at Andrew to continue.

"We were about to leave when Endymion arrived and a Bestia attacked us."

"Only one?" Zoisite asked his eyes on Endymion's injuries.

"Yes sir." Andrew nodded honestly.

"He is saying the truth." Enymion confirmed seeing the confusion and disbelieve in the eyes around them. The unasked question was obvious in their eyes. How could one single Bestia cause so much harm on him? How could it injure him so that he kept still bleeding? "This one was different." He said and ran his eyes over every attendee in the room. "It was using throwing knifes."

There was an audible gasp across the room and murmurs from everywhere.

"Impossible." The officers whispered.

"They are not using weapons. They are not thinking!" Lord Ambest added his eyes narrowed with suspicion. No wonder; he hated angels, he was probably thinking he was lying.

"Something has changed." Endymion stared right back into those blue eyes so similar to another pair of eyes. But the two persons could not have been more different.

"Are they… evolving?" Serenity whispered for the first time since the meeting started. She went from one shock to another as the discussion went on.

"I don't know." Endymion said his eyes focused on her now.

"Not that you have anything to do with it. It is none of your business!" Lord Ambest hissed through his teeth his eyes hard and full with disgust as he glared at her.

Serenity pressed her lips tight together and her body tensed. She hated herself for the momentary pain she felt, leaving her heart bleeding for a second before anger overcame her again and she opened her mouth with a ready comeback but she did not have the time to form the words.

"Is it not?" Endymion asked his voice nonchalant and emotionless but Serenity caught what none else did – well expect Zoisite. There was a dangerous edge in his tone. An edge none, human or not, would want to be aimed at him from a warrior angel. "Tell me John," He said crossing his arms fully aware none called Lord Ambest by his given name. "who will take your place in the consult once you won't be able to do the duty anymore? Be it because of age or sickness? Wouldn't it be your only living relative? Now I would say it is quite important to include your successor, the future head of consult, to be involved in such important matters." He finished, his eyes never leaving the face of the old man.

"Fear not, warrior angel, I will not die until I sorted out who will take my honorable place in the consult. And it won't be… her." He spitted back his upper lip trembled with anger.

Endymion stared at him for a long while in complete silence. "The discussion is over." He said finally and it was hard to tell which discussions he meant. Either way, Endymion turned on his heels and threw one glance at Zoisite. "Meet me in 10 minutes." He said and without a further note, he left the room.

There was a heavy silence after that. A silence which was uncomfortable and charged with tension. Serenity shuddered with anger and – even though she did not want to admit it – with hurt as she glared at the head of the consult. "The fact that we are family makes me as disappointed as you are Grandpa." She hissed, the word grandpa sounded like a curse as she stepped closer to the old man.

"Gentlemen, dismissed." Zoisite said harshly to Andrew and the two officers who could not leave the room and the tension within its walls fast enough. Grandfather and her granddaughter did not seem to notice any change in the room. They were staring into each other's eyes, blue into familiar blue, in a fight of will.

"You ceased to be my family a long time ago." Lord Ambest dismissed her statement with a snarl.

"You might think so, but in front of the law we are still relatives. How it must pain you that you have no other living relatives other than this little good for nothing priestess! You must hate the idea that it will be me who will take your place in the consult." Serenity snapped back. She had long ago learned to ignore the pain it still caused her that her only reminding family, the grandfather she remembered to play piggy ride with, hated her with such a passion. It was like that between them ever since her parents died. Her mother had been an orphan without any family, and her father had been an only child and had lost her mother at the age of 5. Ever since that fateful night, when her parents died in that terrible accident, her grandfather started to turn cold and soon they had little to no connection anymore. Whenever they did meet their only conversation had been about hurting each other.

"And why is that? Why are you my only relative still alive? By blood and surely not by my choice I have to say… Those filthy angels are the reason! They killed my son, your parents! They would be ashamed by you! By the fact how their only daughter turned out to be… an angel's whore."

Serenity gasped at the old man with wide eyes. She was used to his harsh words but this was a new low for their relationship. He had never gone this far before.

His grandfather smirked as he saw the hurt flash through her face. "That is right. That is the only reason you are still accepted in society, the only reason why people from higher rank are still talking with you… Because they are afraid of Endymion. Once he gets tired of you, you will be nothing… a common whore!"

"Still, this whore is going to take your place in the consult and there is nothing you can do about it now, can you?" Serenity snapped back with emotionless voice, a mask of disinterested on her face as she turned on her heels and she all but ran out of the room. To be honest she had no interest in becoming part of the consult, but she knew this was one of the few ways she could give back some of the pain this man who used to be her grandfather was constantly giving her. She also knew this was a defensive mechanism from her side. All this hurt and anger… She was truly afraid what emotions would be left behind, if she would ever let go of the anger towards her grandfather…

Zoisite balled his fists in anger, trying to control himself and to resist the temptation of punching the consult on the face as he watched silently the exchange between the two.

"Stupid ungrateful girl!" Lord Ambest muttered staring after Serenity.

"She is your only granddaughter and you do nothing else but hurt her, why?" Zoisite asked honestly curious. Humans were a mystery to him and this specific relationship between Serenity and the old man was like a puzzle he could not solve. How could someone turn against his own blood like that?

"That is none of your business Captain!" Lord Ambest snapped at him. "And don't call that slut my granddaughter. We all know the only reason she is not thrown out of meetings like this, is because she is that angel's whore. She is playing her cards well I must admit as much. She knows only one thing; how to spread her legs and sell her body to the right person." He muttered disgusted.

"If I might Sir," Zoisite said, the word sir sounding like a hiss. "if I were you, I would not repeat those words in front of Endymion." He paused. "You might found yourself missing a head if you would."

The old man's answer was a snort. "Don't be ridiculous. Endymion has no feelings for her. Angels don't have feelings. He has no idea and does not care what love is. If she would be gone, he would replace her within a second. There are enough fools around who would jump into an angel's bed. Even after what they did to us."

"The point is not if he loves her or not. Angels are possessive, and as long as she is under his protection, he won't think twice to execute anything and anyone who is hurting her." Zositie said. Actually, he was wondering why Endymion still allowed this man to live. If not for the way he talked about angels, about him, the man caused enough pain for Serenity that would scream for a painful death. If he didn't know any better he would think the petit priestess did not mean that much after all to Endymion. But he did know better… much better. Endymion did not take lightly any harm that could came to Serenity, be it physical or emotional, he went to extremes actually when it was about her. So, why was this man still alive?

"He wouldn't go that far for a slut like her." Lord Ambest said but his voice sounded less certain.

"I wouldn't be so sure." Zoisite answered and the old man turned towards him.

"What do you know about this anyway? You are only a Captain, a soldier. You know nothing about politics or angels. Everyone might see Endymion as a hero, as our great protector, the one saving human kind… Bullshit!" The consult said with violence. "He is still an angel. He is not a human, his feelings are not human, and his nature is those of an angel. A predator."

"Stop it Sir. You are at the verge of treason!" Zoistie had to use all his control not to draw his sword and slit the man's throat for the way he was talking about Endymion.

"You know nothing! You are a captain under my order! Those angels are brutal, they are the devil themselves, Lucifer with wings! I have seen what they did to my son and daughter in law! They are all the same! If you aren't a complete fool, you know you can trust none of them. If it was up to me Endymion would not walk around the city like God himself!" The hatred and wrath was crystal clear in his eyes.

Zoisite tensed and he gripped the hilt of his sword. The hell with everything. He won't walk around and let this stupid fool live after all the things he had said about his Sire. His real Sire.

"Stop." The command was harsh and clear in his mind.

"He does not deserve to live Sire! He questioned your honor and loyalty. He would kill you if he could and would dance on your corpse!" Zoisite said his eyes glowing unnaturally.

"We both know he is unable to kill me even if he would act on his thoughts, which he won't. He is too weak of a mind."

Zoisite stared at the man in silence his hand still on the hilt of his sword. It would be so easy to kill the man… It would be the right thing to do as the Guard of Endymion.

"If anyone kills that piece of shit, it will be me." Endymion's voice was loud in his head.

"He hurt Serenity, Sire. Again."

"I am well aware of that." His voice was sharp and deadly. The Angel was more than angry.

"I don't understand Endymion. Why? Why do you still let him live? You would kill for less and still he is allowed to walk around and spread his hatred and hurt your lover. Why?" Zoisite was beyond surprised but slowly the fog of anger cleared from his mind.

"I have my reasons. Believe me I would be more than happy to deliver the good Lord Ambest the most painful and slowest death. Don't draw that sword Zositie." Endymion's word made no sense but Zoisite was part of his Guard for a reason. He would follow his Sire to hell if he had to without question. Slowly he dropped his hand and looked at the man across him who was tilting his head with a narrowed eyes.

"Excuse me Sir. I need to make a report." Zoisite gave a salute before walking to the door.

"Did your eyes just glowe, Captain?" Lord Ambest asked making him stop at the doorway.

"Eyes don't glow Sir." Zoisite said and without a word he made his way to the moon temple.

So this was it for today. Please leave me reviews and let me know if you liked it!

SerenityMorrison: Thanks for leaving reviews it really means a lot! Yeah, Endymion here is a bit different from how he is in my other stories. Same for Serenity.

Guest: Thank you! I might make a flashback or write a special chapter about their meeting. We will see (:

Jewelzy: That is really nice! Thanks a lot! I hope you liked this chapter as well.