Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters from Angel Sanctuary but I do own this plot and storyline.
A/N: Well, many have been reading this apparently but not reviewing! I'm perplexed as to why! Obviously you're interested in this, right? Or you wouldn't have even clicked onto this latest installment! There's no one to thank this time -shakes her head sadly- Please read and review! I'd appreciate it and I would have A LOT more motivation to be working on this.
Main Characters: Alexiel, Kirie, Katan, Rociel, maybe Belial, Lucifer, Uriel? Barbiel? Raphael?
Various other characters from Angel Sanctuary will be involved to add to the plot. All other minor characters not from Kaori Yuki's brilliant brain are mine.
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Italics are Past events or stressed words
Bold words are stressed words
The Last Supper
Chapter 10: Offense is the Best Defense
"Good courage in a bad affair is half of the evil overcome."
"Aaaaahhhh! Oh my goodness!" Lady Kirie screamed and scurried to her feet. She leapt away from her vanity and onto her bed within seconds, scanning the room frantically.
"Argh! Ooomph!" Kirie's invader exclaimed, growling in anger as they fell flat on their face trying dive for her Kirie's legs, but missing as she jumped away.
"Oh my lord…I can't believe it's—" Lady Kirie gasped in shock, watching her intruder for a few moments in shocked silence.
"No Kirie! We must move!" she whispered furiously to herself, forcefully breaking herself out of her trance. She leapt off the bed and onto the floor, tearing for the door.
"Oh no!" she howled, forgetting there was another human being on the floor. She promptly tripped over her prone attacker and toppled onto their legs.
"Damn you!" her attacker screamed in rage and before Kirie could react, the desperado flipped around underneath her and shoved her backwards.
"Ouch!" Kirie exclaimed painfully as she bumped back into the door, hitting it closed. She let out a screech of both fear and pain as her eyes connected with the crazed gaze of her enemy.
Her assailant didn't grant her the luxury of screaming for long and tackled her, going straight for her throat. Kirie gripped her opponent's wrists helplessly as they choked her until finally, in a fit of panic Kirie swung her fist right into her aggressor's head.
"Son of a--!" her attacker shouted, their grin of masochistic satisfaction not lasting long as Kirie hit them with all her might.
Kirie's terror of dying filled her with adrenaline and a strength--quickly failing from lack of oxygen--that she didn't even expect she had.
Her foe let go and tumbled off to Kirie's left as they let out a howl of pain. Kirie scrambled to her feet once again, tore open the door, and ran towards the stairs gasping and sobbing.
"Help me! Somebody help me!"
David and Adam jogged up to the closed ballroom doors, slowing with caution when they finally reached them.
"You open them slowly, and I'll cover you. Got it?" David ordered.
Adam nodded and began to pull the double doors open slowly. David was behind him stepping backwards slowly as he backed up, both of his pistols in his hands.
Before the doors were fully opened, and before the two thugs could get a decent look inside, Gabriel threw a pot of boiling water right through the door and onto their faces.
"AAAAHH!" Adam wailed as he took most of the hit. He continued to scream in agony as fell backwards into David.
Blam! Blam!
David received some of the assault, but was not nearly as hurt as Adam. In his surprise he had squeezed his fingers on the triggers of his pistols, sending twin shots off into Adam's shoulders.
"Aaaarrrgh!" Adam screamed again and writhed in pain on top of David.
"Ooof!" David gasped as the air was knocked out of him and Adam's flaying arms hitting him relentlessly
Gabriel gawked in silence at the attack, dropping the pot, her eyes going wide and her body freezing in astonishment. Katan pushed passed her and through the doors, realizing they had no time to waste.
He kicked one pistol out of David's hands and grabbed the other, stepping backwards a few feet before pointing it at them both.
"Shut up for a moment or I'll shoot you in a spot even worse than your arms!" Katan yelled at the red-head on the floor who was shouting and writhing in agony.
Both David and Adam looked up at Katan in fear and Adam promptly fell silent, only whimpering occasionally as he bled onto the floor.
"Now, listen to me carefully. I want you—" Katan began, but was interrupted by a voice he was all too familiar with screaming for help.
Katan glanced up in the briefest of moments to look up at the staircase. Kirie was running down the steps screaming for assistance. She locked eyes with Katan and a look of extreme relief came onto her face.
"Lady Kirie!" Katan called in shock.
"Katan! Katan help me! I think the murderer is after me and it's—"
During Katan's distraction, David thought quickly and decisively.
Though he was already suffering from burns on his face and arms from the boiling water, he managed to shove his injured partner away from him, and grabbed one of Adam's pistols out from his hip.
Adam cried out in pain again, but David ignored him and leapt toward the still frozen Gabriel. She cried out in surprise as he grabbed her and spun her around.
He used his left hand to pin back both her wrists behind her and gripped his other arm holding the pistol around her neck, choking her considerably.
"Hey you! Look! I got your girlie here so you better drop that gun!" David roared threateningly.
Katan whipped back around to look at David, whom he still had the gun pointed towards. However, what met his eyes filled his heart with more alarm than he'd felt all evening.
"Gabriella!" Katan cried out taking a step forward.
"Katan! Katan don't—" Gabriel began but David gripped her tighter to warn her to shut up.
"Both of you shut up! And you don't take another step forward or I'll end her life right here and now! Now, drop that gun!" David ordered.
Katan froze and kept his eyes on David, slowly laying the pistol onto the floor and keeping eye contact.
"See? I'm putting the gun down. Don't hurt her," Katan pleaded.
"I won't hurt her if you don't make trouble," and with those words, Kirie ran onto the scene, oblivious of all that was going on. She wrapped her arms around Katan's neck and sobbed into his back.
"Katan! You must protect me! Protect me from—" Kirie said, not even aware of the pistol pointed at them both.
"Shut up! Do you know I've got a gun pointed at you both?" David asked angrily.
"Wha-what?" Kirie asked, looking up in a daze. When she saw the pistol she promptly screamed at the top of her lungs.
"Shut up or I'll shoot all three of you! Now follow my orders and I'll spare your lives," unknowingly repeating a similar threat made by his counterpart Edgar.
Adam remained whimpering on the floor, his arms useless and his body slowly bleeding to death.
"David help me…"
"Shut up Adam! You should have moved more quickly! Now just lie there and let me work!"
Adam promptly fell silent, glaring up at his former friend, coughing uncontrollably as he felt his senses leaving him.
As all this was taking place, the raging perpetrator who had attacked Kirie had followed her down the staircase some ways behind her. They ran into the opening of the main hallway in front of the dining room.
The culprit glanced in fear at the dining room doors slowly opening to their right. Just as they made the move to bolt to their left and escape being seen, they ran straight into someone else running back towards the commotion.
Edgar crossed his arms and surveyed the room with the rest of his remaining comrades—Magger, Thomas, Max, Charles, and Stephen.
They all stood at the front of the room at the entrance as before, watching the aristocrats glance at them fearfully as they whispered their conspiracy theories to one another.
"I can't take this anymore. I want to do something!" Michael whispered furiously to his wife Bal and his other companions. Lady Anael stood with Lady Laila in their small group, both women wearing matching expressions of worry.
"I wonder where Lady Barbiel is? And what about Lord Raphael?" Lady Anael asked anxiously to no one in paticular.
"Raphael! I bet you those guys did something to him and Barbiel! My god what are we doing just standing here?" Michael growled, punching his fist into his palm in frustration.
"No! We can't do anything foolish Michael! We must wait!" Bal whispered frantically, knowing her husband's temper all too well. She laid a comforting hand on his shoulder and hoped to soothe him.
"I'm TIRED of waiting!" Michael shouted and Edgar and his men looked at Michael and his group with a disapproving frown.
"What's going on there!" Stephen shouted.
"Oh no! Now you've done it Michael!" Bal whispered, fretfully hugging her husband's arm.
"I said I'm TIRED of waiting! Now what I suggest doing—" Michael began, all apprehension leaving him and only fury being left in his place.
However he was cut off by two gunshots and two male voices shrieks of pain. The women began to scream again in fear and some ran from their gossiping groups to find their husbands, creating anarchy once again.
"EVERYONE STOP MOVING! I'LL SHOOT IF YOU DON'T—" Edgar started to yell but was cut off again by their hostess Kirie's voice, whom they all recognized, screeching for help. Immediately the idle aristocrats looked at one another in surprise.
"That's Lady Kirie!" random people shouted among the room and Lady Anael and Laila shared a look of surprise.
"We all forgot all about her!" Lady Laila gasped in rememberance. "I wonder what could be wrong?" she questioned Anael but then Lady Astarte shouted what was about to cross all of their minds.
"THE KILLER IS AFTER LADY KIRIE! IT HAS TO BE!" Lady Astarte bellowed at the top of her lungs and the women and some of the men were sent into a new panic of screaming and pushing back away from the doors.
"EVERYONE CALM DOWN! Damn it! Magger! Max! Go see what's causing all that commotion!"
The two lackeys nodded and pocketed their pistols, reaching to open the double doors. When they finally managed to open the heavy doors, the two men rushed through heedlessly. Stephen, Edgar, and Thomas once again faced the group and pointed their pistols out at them.
"Now if you all don't shut your traps—" Edgar began once again but was yet again interrupted as both his men who had just slipped out came flying back into the room knocking into Edgar, Thomas, and Stephen. The three men landed with a resounding SMACK onto the ball room floor, their guns flying out of their hands.
The nobles and their ladies screamed as three of the firearms went off, frantically grabbing at their skirts and some jumping into the air to try and avoid the fire.
Lady Barbelo and Lady Astarte who had gone to the front of the room to give their accusations were both hit. Lady Barbelo screamed at the top of her lungs as a bullet entered her thigh and Lady Astarte joined her, hit in the ankle, the bullet shattering her bone.
Everyone was screaming and jostling back once again, many of the blue bloods falling to the floor and some on top of the already fallen brutes and Lady Kirie's attacker on the floor.
Someone had been knocked into Magger and Max heavily as someone else dashed back towards the ballroom bedlam, running right into them blindly. It was a mad domino effect with terrible results.
Michael saw his opening and grabbed his wife's hand. "Come on! Let's get out of here!"
And with that, he pulled her with him in his beeline for the door as everyone was still reacting in uproar and going toward the rear. Lady Anael and Lady Laila glanced at each other once, shared a nod, and followed Michael towards the entrance, shoving their way through forcefully, being the few to still keep their heads along with Lord Michael.
When the others caught on to what they were doing, there was soon a mad race from everyone towards the double doors.
Lady Barbelo and Lady Astarte cried out as some of the men and women stepped on them in their terror just to get out. Edgar, Stephen, and Thomas still tried to gain control of the room with violent shouts, but it was futile attempt and they were only trampled as well.
The mysterious man or woman who'd set off the chain of events in the first place lay under the five, their nose managing to take in a few greedy breaths. They coughed as the air was forced out of them with each step from those who did not hurdle over them, but were protected from most of the damage by the other fallen. They unfortunately still remained alert and ready to rise again and possibly cause even more horror than before.
Meanwhile, Lady Barbiel, Lord Raphael, and the nurse Moonliel finally managed to undo their bindings.
Raphael grabbed Barbiel into his arms and kissed her fiercely the moment he was free from both she and Moonliel's efforts. "You little genius you!"
Barbiel grinned, as he raised her wrists to his lips and kissed her raw skin affectionately. "Are you alright my dear?"
"Yes, yes I am. Nurse Moonliel—are you alright?" Barbiel asked.
Moonliel nodded silently, turning now to look at her old friend and colleague, going to his side immediately. She checked his vitals and examined the injury to his head.
Lady Barbiel joined her and Raphael stood by on watch, frowning in thought. "How does he look?"
"He is…alive," Moonliel said slowly. "But…he needs ice to prevent anymore swelling. I thinking he will suffer a concussion from the hit to his head. I do not know if he suffered any lasting damage as of yet, and I can't know until he wakes up."
All three turned to look at the door as they heard two loud BOOMS that could only be produced by two very threatening revolvers.
"Something very terrible is happening," Barbiel murmured, grimacing in concern.
"I think we should see if we can escape to find the authorities," Barbiel suggested, glancing at her husband's and Moonliel's faces.
"If we're careful, I think we can slip away. The gunshots sounded to be at least far towards the dining area or ballroom. We can easily slip out through a window somewhere else on the premises down here."
Moonliel looked up at them and suddenly smiled. "You two…go on and help your friends. I must stay here with my dear companion. I need to take care of him. I'll be okay. I am small and can easily fetch some ice and began administering some bandages. Please go and do your duty, so I may remain here and do mine."
Raphael looked about to protest this time, but Barbiel laid a hand on his lips to quiet him.
"I understand Nurse Moonliel. I would do the same thing if it were my husband Raphael. Be careful. I have a feeling though, those two men won't be back. Let's go Raphael. Let's be a step ahead of those scoundrels this time instead of the other way around."
The twin villains took Lady Alexiel passed the great hall and towards the far left of the large mansion to the first floor guest bedrooms.
They continued walking until the very end bedchamber just at the corner of the dining area and behind it.
Ben opened the door for John who still carried the unconscious Alexiel over his shoulder. They slowly entered the room, Ben turning on the lamps carefully and entering first, glancing around the room cautiously.
"The coast is clear John. Come on in and lay her on the bed," Ben said eagerly, an ugly grin coming to his usually handsome face. His evil intent skewed his features as well as his twin's, revealing their true natures on the outside as well.
The shadowy figure, which had hidden behind the French loveseat and observed the twin men earlier, had followed them cautiously down the hall, sticking close to the shadows of the walls and ducking into bedrooms already ajar from earlier use to avoid discovery.
He watched from one of the bedrooms across the hall as the two men entered the last suite and took Alexiel inside. The two lowlifes had only closed the door and didn't bother locking it in their eagerness to do harm to the comatose Alexiel.
He made his move quickly and went to the door, pausing and deciding to only listen in on them first. Surprise was his only advantage at this point.
Inside the bedroom, John tossed Alexiel onto the bed and suddenly her eyes fluttered open with gradual consciousness. She saw the blurry outline of Ben's body as he suddenly climbed on top of her.
Her arms were still pinned to her sides and her body was still securely wrapped in the sheets. She squirmed and opened her mouth to scream as her eyes fully shot open, providing her her first good look at her attacker.
The other brother moved more swiftly however, and stuffed a bunch of the sheets from her current bed into her mouth, muffling any sound from her mouth.
John grinned mockingly. "Didn't expect me to be here too, did you? Well shut up and get what's coming to you murderer."
Alexiel stared at the two men in dread and disbelief. She began to violently and twist and turn underneath Ben to throw him off. He only grinned wider and flipped her onto her back and pushed her head into the bed, smothering her screams as well as half suffocating her.
"John help me tear this stuff off, then we'll retie her arms." John didn't have to be asked twice, and as Ben used all of his weight to hold her down, John flipped and turned her brutally as they released her from the sheets.
Alexiel tried to cry out but Ben continued to asphyxiate her with the cloth in her mouth. Tears fell down her cheeks silently and the fight was soon going out of her.
"That's right. Give in to the inevitable darling. There's no way you're getting away from two grown men."
When she was finally unbound, Ben flipped her onto her stomach and John retied her wrists with the curtain rope. Alexiel continued to cry into the sheets quietly, coughing and gasping for air as they half-smothered even more her.
Ben finally flipped her back around and Alexiel gasped for air, sneering at the two men fiercely and no longer giving them the satisfaction of seeing her cry. John grinned back at her viciously. Not likely the look on her face at all, he slapped her with a resounding THWACK.
Alexiel cried out, her head snapping to the side with the cruel hit. "I'd save those looks for the Devil in hell because that's where you'll be going after we're all done with you," Ben sneered, laughing at the pained expression on her face.
"No, I think that's where you two men will be going," a voice said suddenly.
John and Ben glanced over dumbfounded.
"What the hell! Who are--" John began, but was soon cut off as the mysterious intruder sprinted forward at the two men with a knife in his hands and plunged it into his brother's and then his ribs.
Some long awaited identities will be revealed next chapter! However, although things are kind of looking up, everything is not over yet and everyone, especially Alexiel, are not home free. NOW PLEASE REVIEW! THANKS!
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