Bakura and myself watched over the Angel, Bakura was still trying to get
over the fact that the Angel looked much like him, only it looked more
youthful, and innocent.
"And it's yours," Bakura added.
All I did was nod, I guess I was afraid it would wake up and be frightened. And I was right.
The Angel opened its brown eyes, slowly and then it backed up on the bed, banging into the head board. Bakura decided to back away as well, why I don't know. I however, was not going to back away from this Angel, counter part or not.
"Why did you fly down here?" I demanded to know.
"You took Yugi," The Angel told me in a quiet voice.
"No, Yami took Yugi," Bakura pointed out to the Angel, who looked at him with more fear than I thought possible.
The Angel remained silent, so I decided introductions will be needed.
"I'm Kai, and that is Bakura," I told the white haired Angel.
"I'm Ryou," He said softly, looking from myself, to Bakura; "Why did you stop them from killing me?"
"You're my counter part, besides, we're not evil. Just part of a balancing process,"
"I'm not leaving here, am I?" Ryou asked me, his fear was obvious.
"Nope," Bakura said, and then looked at me; "I'll get someone to go for an Angel,"
I just nodded, knowing that he too felt the fear coming from the Angel, and wanted to reduce it, by leaving.
"Have Spencer go," I told Bakura, before he closed the door behind himself.
"All right," Bakura said with a nod.
"You, Angel, have caused a lot of problems," I told Ryou, though I was just being humorous, I hated Spencer, though I don't know why.
"I'm sorry, I wanted to see how Yugi and Rei were doing," Ryou told me, his head was down.
"Who took Ishtar? Do you know?" I asked, having just remembered the sugar high Demon.
"Oliver captured him," Ryou said softly, and some hair went into his eyes, so I brushed it out; "Are you any different from us then?"
"Apart from corrupting people? No," I informed the Angel.
"What about your wings?" Ryou asked.
I got the feeling that once he was used to his situation, he would just ask questions. Fine by me, not like I would talk that often anyway.
"Our wings are like yours," I opened my own wings, feathery and black, just as soft as an Angel's.
I suppose I should explain about Demon's wings, my kind have very nice black wings, with feather's, we only have the bat type of wings when we want to scare people, but that's off topic. Our wings actually are part of us, they come from our backs, and we can grow them and put them back, if you will. Again, like I said, its hard to wander around London with big black feathery wings on show. And, because of what we are, they don't rip our clothes, as we are Demon's, and we're magical.
Angel's are different, they gain there wing's, so they have a hard time in retracting them into there back's..... Well, they can't do that. Ever. Well, maybe the Archangels, but that's a whole different section. Angel's can easily fold their wings into their bodies, and make the wings invisible, and also, with a lot of power might I add, they can also have there wings invisible and... Well, people can walk through their wings, if that is in the Angel's power. But most of the time, Angel's keep their wings close to their bodies and invisible.
We are superior to Angel's in that aspect of things, but the idiot's you get down here... You'd be amazed at the fact that we have corrupted so many people up in your world!
Angel's are mainly peaceful creatures. They fight when they must, only if they must. On the whole, they are more like helper's, helping the sick, wounded, and, of course, people we are trying to lead down the wrong road. Naturally when a person dies, the Angel's don't touch them, they go to Limbo to check there life time out.
Babies go straight into Heaven, whether or not they have been baptised. Who ever said that babies go to Hell if they weren't baptised was most likely drunk at the time. We had Ishtar to worry about! We can't take care of babies! Can you picture Bakura looking after a baby?
"Your not evil," Ryou stated, and I nodded; "But what about Damien?"
I made a face; "Damien? That guy is a wuss,"
"I thought Damien was the one...." Ryou started, and I shook my head.
"Nope, every religion calls him something, but here, we call him... The Big Boss Man," I informed Ryou, who looked surprised.
"Big Boss Man?" Ryou repeated.
"No, The Big Boss Man," I corrected, always have 'The' in the front.
"I don't understand." Ryou started.
"Because we're always going give him name's like, Damien.. And I should tell you he was the third Demon to enter Hell, third time unlucky," I informed Ryou, who nodded.
"I see," Ryou said, and looked around himself; "Where am I?"
"You're in my home," I informed the white haired Angel.
"You live here?" Ryou seemed impressed.
"Of course, why? Don't you live somewhere?" I asked him; "Sorry, didn't you live somewhere like this?"
"Nothing like this, never so.. Grand, we lived in dorms," Ryou told me, and I nodded.
"You lot were training?" I asked, and he nodded; "Why were you sent out on flights like this?"
"Well, Mr Dickinson told us that it would be good if we got to see Demon's first hand, so we could recognise them," Ryou explained.
"How long have you been training?" I asked Ryou, uncertain of the answer.
"Oh, well, I suppose about... 50 years," Ryou informed me, and noticed that I had keeled over; "Are you all right?"
"50 years?! And you still weren't a full Angel?!" I cried out in surprise.
"Yes," Ryou told me, nodding his head.
"I see.." I stopped speaking for a moment, letting that information sink in; "I suggest you eat something. Come," I told Ryou, opening the door, and walking down the hall, looking back to see the Angel following me. I had to smirk; I never had an Angel follow me before. It's too strange to think of.
It takes Angel's well over 50 years to train, yet for Demon's it only takes about two years, depending on your skills.
"And it's yours," Bakura added.
All I did was nod, I guess I was afraid it would wake up and be frightened. And I was right.
The Angel opened its brown eyes, slowly and then it backed up on the bed, banging into the head board. Bakura decided to back away as well, why I don't know. I however, was not going to back away from this Angel, counter part or not.
"Why did you fly down here?" I demanded to know.
"You took Yugi," The Angel told me in a quiet voice.
"No, Yami took Yugi," Bakura pointed out to the Angel, who looked at him with more fear than I thought possible.
The Angel remained silent, so I decided introductions will be needed.
"I'm Kai, and that is Bakura," I told the white haired Angel.
"I'm Ryou," He said softly, looking from myself, to Bakura; "Why did you stop them from killing me?"
"You're my counter part, besides, we're not evil. Just part of a balancing process,"
"I'm not leaving here, am I?" Ryou asked me, his fear was obvious.
"Nope," Bakura said, and then looked at me; "I'll get someone to go for an Angel,"
I just nodded, knowing that he too felt the fear coming from the Angel, and wanted to reduce it, by leaving.
"Have Spencer go," I told Bakura, before he closed the door behind himself.
"All right," Bakura said with a nod.
"You, Angel, have caused a lot of problems," I told Ryou, though I was just being humorous, I hated Spencer, though I don't know why.
"I'm sorry, I wanted to see how Yugi and Rei were doing," Ryou told me, his head was down.
"Who took Ishtar? Do you know?" I asked, having just remembered the sugar high Demon.
"Oliver captured him," Ryou said softly, and some hair went into his eyes, so I brushed it out; "Are you any different from us then?"
"Apart from corrupting people? No," I informed the Angel.
"What about your wings?" Ryou asked.
I got the feeling that once he was used to his situation, he would just ask questions. Fine by me, not like I would talk that often anyway.
"Our wings are like yours," I opened my own wings, feathery and black, just as soft as an Angel's.
I suppose I should explain about Demon's wings, my kind have very nice black wings, with feather's, we only have the bat type of wings when we want to scare people, but that's off topic. Our wings actually are part of us, they come from our backs, and we can grow them and put them back, if you will. Again, like I said, its hard to wander around London with big black feathery wings on show. And, because of what we are, they don't rip our clothes, as we are Demon's, and we're magical.
Angel's are different, they gain there wing's, so they have a hard time in retracting them into there back's..... Well, they can't do that. Ever. Well, maybe the Archangels, but that's a whole different section. Angel's can easily fold their wings into their bodies, and make the wings invisible, and also, with a lot of power might I add, they can also have there wings invisible and... Well, people can walk through their wings, if that is in the Angel's power. But most of the time, Angel's keep their wings close to their bodies and invisible.
We are superior to Angel's in that aspect of things, but the idiot's you get down here... You'd be amazed at the fact that we have corrupted so many people up in your world!
Angel's are mainly peaceful creatures. They fight when they must, only if they must. On the whole, they are more like helper's, helping the sick, wounded, and, of course, people we are trying to lead down the wrong road. Naturally when a person dies, the Angel's don't touch them, they go to Limbo to check there life time out.
Babies go straight into Heaven, whether or not they have been baptised. Who ever said that babies go to Hell if they weren't baptised was most likely drunk at the time. We had Ishtar to worry about! We can't take care of babies! Can you picture Bakura looking after a baby?
"Your not evil," Ryou stated, and I nodded; "But what about Damien?"
I made a face; "Damien? That guy is a wuss,"
"I thought Damien was the one...." Ryou started, and I shook my head.
"Nope, every religion calls him something, but here, we call him... The Big Boss Man," I informed Ryou, who looked surprised.
"Big Boss Man?" Ryou repeated.
"No, The Big Boss Man," I corrected, always have 'The' in the front.
"I don't understand." Ryou started.
"Because we're always going give him name's like, Damien.. And I should tell you he was the third Demon to enter Hell, third time unlucky," I informed Ryou, who nodded.
"I see," Ryou said, and looked around himself; "Where am I?"
"You're in my home," I informed the white haired Angel.
"You live here?" Ryou seemed impressed.
"Of course, why? Don't you live somewhere?" I asked him; "Sorry, didn't you live somewhere like this?"
"Nothing like this, never so.. Grand, we lived in dorms," Ryou told me, and I nodded.
"You lot were training?" I asked, and he nodded; "Why were you sent out on flights like this?"
"Well, Mr Dickinson told us that it would be good if we got to see Demon's first hand, so we could recognise them," Ryou explained.
"How long have you been training?" I asked Ryou, uncertain of the answer.
"Oh, well, I suppose about... 50 years," Ryou informed me, and noticed that I had keeled over; "Are you all right?"
"50 years?! And you still weren't a full Angel?!" I cried out in surprise.
"Yes," Ryou told me, nodding his head.
"I see.." I stopped speaking for a moment, letting that information sink in; "I suggest you eat something. Come," I told Ryou, opening the door, and walking down the hall, looking back to see the Angel following me. I had to smirk; I never had an Angel follow me before. It's too strange to think of.
It takes Angel's well over 50 years to train, yet for Demon's it only takes about two years, depending on your skills.