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Raziel approached the pillars cautiously, shaking his head as his vision appeared to trick him. The outlines of the figure melted away, vanishing abruptly. There appeared to be some kind of a disturbance emanating from the figure. An orb of hazy white light formed around it. Raziel advanced slowly, fascinated, observing the black lines that swept through the air, lines wrought by an intrusion into reality itself. Raziel half expected it to be another demon appearance, but the orb of light did not emanate their hostility... Suddenly, the disturbance stopped, as abruptly as it began. Before his stood a man in a long dark red robe with a hood pulled low over his eyes. From his back, two enormous dark blue wings stretched, beautiful, perfect. Raziel took a step back. Bat wings. The being spoke, extending one blue skinned, clawed hand in a gesture of greeting.
"So this is your twisted Nosgoth."
Its voice sent a spasm of shocking recognition through Raziel. The voice... sounded so like his own...and to make the resemblance even more striking, it was strained, tired. Raziel's mind rebelled instantly.
"Tell me plainly- are you another of Moebius' demons and apparitions or perhaps a hallucination sent by Elder God? What are you...?"
His shock was clearly audible in his voice. "Enough of these revelation, he thought. They no longer seem to thrill me. I..." His thoughts raced, as the being shook his head and the hood fell back, revealing its face. Raziel's eyes opened wide. It was his own face - but whole and perfect, the immaculate skin was dark blue...His irises were pale, almost white, and glowed softly with white light. His dark- blue lips twitched in a smile.
"I am yourself. And I am not a' work of Moebius, I assure you of that. I come from a parallel time stream." Raziel narrowed his eyes. "It is not possible."
The angel's eyes darkened slightly.. "I paid a dear price for coming here." He said, pride ringing in his voice.
"And what is your purpose here?" asked the demon coldly, still fighting with the urge to believe the beautiful being.
The angel's face smoothed, emotions suddenly gone.
"I know of your story..." the white eyes traveled down demon Raziel's body. "I am here to help."
"How can you help me?" The demon sniggered inwardly. "And why do you look at me with such contempt?!"
The angel shook his head, the silken strands of raven-black glistening in moonlight.
"No." Pain broke the smooth melody of his voice. "I regard you with respect. Although we are the same person, I find it difficult to believe I could achieve as much as you..."
"You said you know my story." The demon's cold voice contained a note of disbelief. "tell me then...did I have a chance to savor my gift of flight? Did I travel in the air?" The angel avoided Raziel's gaze.
"No." He whispered. "Kain did not allow you to..." Curse you, damned angel! How cruel can you be without knowing it! Raziel thought, still studying the angel. His gaze stopped at the magnificent wings, dark as the night itself, smooth, delicate, slightly transparent.
"Show me your wings." Raziel demanded bluntly. With a jealous eye, he watched the vampire angel demonstrate expertly the span and the flexibility of the wings. Raziel circled the other one and stopped behind him, his claw running carelessly along the bone framework, jealousy devouring him. The vampire angel flinched visibly. Both of them thought the same thoughts.
Are you so like Kain? Am I able to do it? Am I the very beast I hate?
Raziel let his hand drop down the claw left a small trace of blue blood on the wing. Raziel shook his head and faced the vampire. The latter smiled slightly, nervously. "So now you know how I felt, then" A thought crossed Raziel's mind, but he dismissed it swiftly. The vampire did not fold his wings. He extended his hand to Raziel.
"Come. You are as light as a feather."
"What?!" Raziel laughed derisively, instantly rejecting the incredulous offer.
"I will carry you. This may be the only true gift I can offer. I do not wish to offend you." The vampire stressed the last words.
Bewildered, Raziel found himself touching the outstretched hand. The vampire crouched low, allowing Raziel to crawl onto his back, and adjust himself between his wings. Raziel shook his head, disbelieving his decision.
They took off, at first heavily, as the vampire angel had to adjust his balance and skills to this new uncomfortable situation...Night wind tugged at Raziel's hair, touched his rotting flesh with icy fingers, the sight of escaping earth below pierced his heart. He could feel the tension of the wing muscles underneath him, and a pang of agony shot through his body. His tattered wings shivered with pain, flapping uselessly behind him. A terrible longing for flight overpowered him.
............................................................................ ........................................................................... There's more to come, if you'd like me to write on. I really enjoyed writing it! And thank you for reviewing my "A Night In Meridian" fic. I'm such a stupid cow I haven't thanked you before. I plan to go on with "Messiah" and the other one. I don't want to reveal more than is necessary, but Messiah is a fic with many more surprises to come!!!!
Raziel approached the pillars cautiously, shaking his head as his vision appeared to trick him. The outlines of the figure melted away, vanishing abruptly. There appeared to be some kind of a disturbance emanating from the figure. An orb of hazy white light formed around it. Raziel advanced slowly, fascinated, observing the black lines that swept through the air, lines wrought by an intrusion into reality itself. Raziel half expected it to be another demon appearance, but the orb of light did not emanate their hostility... Suddenly, the disturbance stopped, as abruptly as it began. Before his stood a man in a long dark red robe with a hood pulled low over his eyes. From his back, two enormous dark blue wings stretched, beautiful, perfect. Raziel took a step back. Bat wings. The being spoke, extending one blue skinned, clawed hand in a gesture of greeting.
"So this is your twisted Nosgoth."
Its voice sent a spasm of shocking recognition through Raziel. The voice... sounded so like his own...and to make the resemblance even more striking, it was strained, tired. Raziel's mind rebelled instantly.
"Tell me plainly- are you another of Moebius' demons and apparitions or perhaps a hallucination sent by Elder God? What are you...?"
His shock was clearly audible in his voice. "Enough of these revelation, he thought. They no longer seem to thrill me. I..." His thoughts raced, as the being shook his head and the hood fell back, revealing its face. Raziel's eyes opened wide. It was his own face - but whole and perfect, the immaculate skin was dark blue...His irises were pale, almost white, and glowed softly with white light. His dark- blue lips twitched in a smile.
"I am yourself. And I am not a' work of Moebius, I assure you of that. I come from a parallel time stream." Raziel narrowed his eyes. "It is not possible."
The angel's eyes darkened slightly.. "I paid a dear price for coming here." He said, pride ringing in his voice.
"And what is your purpose here?" asked the demon coldly, still fighting with the urge to believe the beautiful being.
The angel's face smoothed, emotions suddenly gone.
"I know of your story..." the white eyes traveled down demon Raziel's body. "I am here to help."
"How can you help me?" The demon sniggered inwardly. "And why do you look at me with such contempt?!"
The angel shook his head, the silken strands of raven-black glistening in moonlight.
"No." Pain broke the smooth melody of his voice. "I regard you with respect. Although we are the same person, I find it difficult to believe I could achieve as much as you..."
"You said you know my story." The demon's cold voice contained a note of disbelief. "tell me then...did I have a chance to savor my gift of flight? Did I travel in the air?" The angel avoided Raziel's gaze.
"No." He whispered. "Kain did not allow you to..." Curse you, damned angel! How cruel can you be without knowing it! Raziel thought, still studying the angel. His gaze stopped at the magnificent wings, dark as the night itself, smooth, delicate, slightly transparent.
"Show me your wings." Raziel demanded bluntly. With a jealous eye, he watched the vampire angel demonstrate expertly the span and the flexibility of the wings. Raziel circled the other one and stopped behind him, his claw running carelessly along the bone framework, jealousy devouring him. The vampire angel flinched visibly. Both of them thought the same thoughts.
Are you so like Kain? Am I able to do it? Am I the very beast I hate?
Raziel let his hand drop down the claw left a small trace of blue blood on the wing. Raziel shook his head and faced the vampire. The latter smiled slightly, nervously. "So now you know how I felt, then" A thought crossed Raziel's mind, but he dismissed it swiftly. The vampire did not fold his wings. He extended his hand to Raziel.
"Come. You are as light as a feather."
"What?!" Raziel laughed derisively, instantly rejecting the incredulous offer.
"I will carry you. This may be the only true gift I can offer. I do not wish to offend you." The vampire stressed the last words.
Bewildered, Raziel found himself touching the outstretched hand. The vampire crouched low, allowing Raziel to crawl onto his back, and adjust himself between his wings. Raziel shook his head, disbelieving his decision.
They took off, at first heavily, as the vampire angel had to adjust his balance and skills to this new uncomfortable situation...Night wind tugged at Raziel's hair, touched his rotting flesh with icy fingers, the sight of escaping earth below pierced his heart. He could feel the tension of the wing muscles underneath him, and a pang of agony shot through his body. His tattered wings shivered with pain, flapping uselessly behind him. A terrible longing for flight overpowered him.
............................................................................ ........................................................................... There's more to come, if you'd like me to write on. I really enjoyed writing it! And thank you for reviewing my "A Night In Meridian" fic. I'm such a stupid cow I haven't thanked you before. I plan to go on with "Messiah" and the other one. I don't want to reveal more than is necessary, but Messiah is a fic with many more surprises to come!!!!