Corruption of Angels
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A/N: Good new fan fiction people, at least for you, I have artist block which means I'll be writing a lot
Chapter Six: From Past to Present
Lord Wayne cannot comprehend what is happening around him as he is lead behind the painting of a fallen angel. He had no idea the Monastery head something like this. When Ra's had contacted him he wasn't sure what to expect, this is not it.
He follows Ra's and some other priest father into the catacombs. The man feels some sort of fear in this moment. Ra's not a man Bruce has ever favored in his life, but whatever this is he wants to know.
"Are you ready to gain what I offer," Ra's asks suddenly stopping. Bruce mealy nods his head. Ra's smiles darkly before leading the way into a room with a risen ceiling, and lit by candles. The priest forms a circle around the walls except the far end where a boy is chained, a boy with wings.
Bruce's chest goes tight as he sees the most vibrating blue eyes on the boy. So beautiful and so fill of pain.
Lord Wayne knows the boy despite the fact he has grown. It is the child from the bridge all those years ago.
"What is he," Bruce whispers his voice very audible above the chanting that has now filled the room.
"He's an angel," Ra's says. "A fallen being that was cast away from god. His blood gives long life and his feathers will grant you any wish." (A/n: I don't have the slightest Idea if that's true it just sounded crazy so I thought it worked).
Ra's moves from Bruce and draws a long dagger with strange carving on it. Bruce wants to scream out for stop but somehow he is completely frozen. His body is shaking, his lungs are tight and eyes wide.
Ra's drags the knife across the angel's skinny arm. The boy screams out but only for a moment before he just goes limp, not even fighting. Ra's fills a Jar with blood before roughly pulling out three feathers from the clearly broken wings.
The chanting dies down and Ra's hands the items to Bruce.
"I will call on you for a favor," the man says before turning out of the room. "If you wish to see the creature more closely M'gann will lead you out." the second the priest and Ra's are gone Bruce Rushes to the boy.
The angel is slumped, breathing unevenly. Bruce carefully takes the boy into his arms, cradling him to his chest.
"Dear god what have they done to you," Lord Wayne whispers. The boy looks up a him and gives a…a…smile?
"I'm glad to see you alive," the boy says. Bruce feels his throat go tight and he tightens his grip on the angel.
"I'm going to get you out of here," Bruce mutters. "I swear to you I will."