Here it is; England performing magic! WithOUT a spellbook! :D And I'm bored so this is the last chapter, too.
Me, Antonio, Gilbert, Lovi and Arthur all stood in a large room; filled with old potions, things is containers that made Lovi sick, a large cauldron and plants. Arthur walked over to everything and grabbed the stuff he needed before heading to the cauldron. He slowly began to stir in his items; chanting softly. The fire erupted on the bottom and he looked over at me. I flew to his side in confusion.
"This spell is for the murdered and the murderer." he said softly; so quiet they others couldn't hear. "It's to give us a second chance in life. Perhaps we'll do better next time." I gulped and nodded; grabbing his hand and letting him finish his incantation. Lovi started frowning. "Yo! Stop talking gibberish, dammit, and let us know what the fuck is going on, tea bastard!" he yelled at Arthur; who only gave him a soft smile. I could see it again; the faint light of the halo and gripped his hand tighter.
"Are you ready, Alfie?" The cauldron was glowing green and blue; showing him and I our lives together. "Totally, dude!" I said cheerily; trying to hide my fear. "Well that bloody well makes one of us!" He threw the last item into the cauldron and it exploded; engulfing him and I in a bright light and knocking us out cold.
"Alfred, wake up." came a soft voice that had a nice blend of British and French. I groaned and opened my eyes; staring into the violet eyes of my brother Matthew. "Who...?" I grumbled; rubbing my head. "I-it's Matthew..." My eyes flew wide open. "ARTHUR!" I screamed; sitting up. "ARTHUR; WHERE ARE YOU!?" "Do you have to be so bloody loud, you git!?" came Arthur's voice from behind me; causing me to spin around.
His hair was back to gold and his eyes a beautiful emerald green. His toga sat perfectly on his shoulder and his beautiful wings out; flapping gently. I was enchanted and looked at myself. I had my original complexion. I was tanned a bit and was in a white toga. Curious; I unfurled my wings and looked at the black wings with a silver tint and felt my head; feeling the horns. "I'm...I'm a tainted Angel...?" I said; dumbfounded. Matthew smiled softly. "Oui." he replied. "You are to spend your time as a tainted Angel; until you can prove that you are suitable to be an Angel. Arthur shall be your teacher." "That's perfect...thank you." I said; feeling better for once. Arthur placed his hand on my back then lips on mine.
"Welcome to Heaven, Alfred. F. Jones."
FINITO~! Was it good? ^^;;
