No Yugi-oh owning…
Archangels, Virtues, Thrones and Cherubim: RebirthThe sky was dark, very, very dark. Thump-thump, thump-thump, thump-thump. The never-tenshi's heart beats wildly in my hand. I let a cool smile cross my lips as I place the warm, red covered heart in a specially designed box. Thump-thump, thump-thu- I close and lock the golden box quickly, depositing the key in a specially folded part of my ensemble. I allow my eyes to behold the splendour of my accomplishment, the stealing of the innocent's heart! …And yet, as I look at his bloody body, the whites of his unseeing eyes, the gush of scarlet from his chest and pain etched face I can't help but to look away. Involuntarily my body shudders. For some un-known reason I feel something for the dead one at my feet, I feel… no, NO! I glare at the boy's dead body, curse him, this is my revenge, MINE! How dare he make me feel remorse, how DARE he! A growl escapes my throat as I look down at the never-tenshi in disgust.
Far off, in the distance I hear the flapping of wings, of overly large wings. Wings that I know belong to the Archangels. Curse them! How did they find me! They shouldn't have been able to do so! I had waited till the moon shone no light, till it was absolute darkness not only for the fact that I needed it to be complete darkness in order to prevent the innocent from going to the above world but also to conceal myself, damn it all! So how could they- wait, the boy! Curse him too! They must have been able to follow him… but how could they possibly know he was my target? I have told NO one about him, no one, so how- No, there is no time to ponder this, I must leave first. I turn my back on the never-tenshi, ready to flee but before I know what I was doing I had bent down beside him, causing his oozing blood to cover my knee as I gently close his unseeing eyes.
"Till we meet again, Never-Tenshi."
In a burst of energy I quickly race down the hillside, taking but a few seconds to be cast in the shadows of the forestry part of the park. I still my breath and watch as two archangels land on the hill, one other flying above the blossom tree looking around piercingly for me, no doubt. I watch and smile as panic evidently arises within their Order. It took but a few seconds for one to start panicking, which of course, spreads throughout their party. That's why I had always worked alone whenever possible… stupid Virtues. The third member soon landed and had I wanted to I could have easily escaped, but of course I wish to watch this, desire to watch this! This is the result of my revenge.
The first archangel has long ago fallen to his knees, probably crying. The second is obviously giving some sort of order to the third, which gives one last look towards the never-tenshi before taking back into the air. …The air, where I should be! I watch gleefully as it goes to retrieve a Thrones and possible even a Cherubim.
While there is only the two Archangels guarding and mourning the never-tenshi I silently move closer, making sure that I am still concealed in the shadows. Soon three more Archangels land on the hill, fully equipped, followed by the Thrones. The Thrones was a female, as they tend to be, she, in fact, reminded me of the never-tenshi. She wore a gown of moonlight, pure and white, long and flowing. Although I could not see her she undoubtedly had a face of purity with a comforting smile. Her long, snow fallen hair softly swished in the breeze. She took a step towards the never-tenshi, the Archangels moving out of her way. Her head moved from left to right ever so slightly, sadly. The Thrones always had such an innocent air about them, they were so pure and for that reason they tended to be female, although they had males in their ranks as well.
The Thrones looked up from the fallen mortal to converse with an Archangel, he nodded his head, 'no'. I know what she was going to do now, now she would attempt to remove the never-tenshi's essence from his body, after all, that is what Thrones do, they gather the souls of the angels and bring them to the Nine-Heavens. I smile; this is going to be fun to watch.
The Thrones attempt to gather her soul but of course nothing happens. She attempts again and once more the never-tenshi cannot escape his bodily confines. I would have laughed so hard had I not been in hearing distance from them. The Thrones looks up, tears shimmering in her eyes as she bade an Archangel to go, to leave and get help for she probably has never came across this sort of thing. I sit and wait, watching as the Archangels shudder and the Thrones look on helplessly until finally the Archangel returns, this time with two more Thrones AND a Cherubim. I feel giddy at the sight! Imagine that I had actually gotten Cherubim to come to EARTH! Oh, is this ever enjoyable.
The Cherubim examines the never-tenshi's body. He speaks, although I know not of what and summons the Thrones forward, all of them. The other two came into my sight and I was surprised when a male Thrones stepped forward. He held all the wonder and soft-moon glow as the females, the same white hair, although tied halfway down his back. I pondered this for a moment but my attention was drawn back towards the Thrones for they had latched onto each other's hands, eyes closed, heads back and mouth opened skyward. Their feet moved in perfect unison as if in dance as they circled the never-tenshi.
I watched in horror as the never-tenshi's body started to convulse. He arm started to twitch as well as his leg, soon, almost as if an invisible force was pulling him, the never-tenshi was on his feet, limbs dangling sickenly, blood dripping down his shorts and jacket, covering his skin from the open hole in his chest, head slumped down on his chest. The dance intensified and his chest moved forward, arms moving slightly away from his body… which was now, could I believe it? Covered in a soft light. The never-tenshi's eyes, thankfully, remained closed. I had a feeling, had they opened they would have stared coldly down at me and possibly even give away my position. His head started to lift and I feared, actually feared his eyes would stare down at me. This was past eerie.
His head started to lift slowly from his neck until it too stared upwards with his mouth wide open. I started when the soft glow that surrounded his body started to swirl about him then disappear into his corpse only to be shot out though his mouth. The light flew high before starting to fall, suddenly I had the strange urge to race to the light and catch it before it could fall, of course I simply stayed where I was and watched the events unfold.
As the light started to come into my vision I realized that the strange brightness was the never tenshi!? "Wha-?" The urge to catch him as he fell increased and even if those Archangels, Cherubim's and Thrones weren't there I wouldn't have wasted my time doing such an act. I nodded my head as if this act confirmed my train of thought. The never-tenshi's essence fell as though it was limp, his eyes shut tight. Unconsciously my breath held in my throat until the Thrones spread their wings and, still in their spiralling dance moved their hands to the centre and caught him. I sighed in relief.
The Thrones brought him gently down and as one presented him to the Cherubim, I narrowed my eyes at this even though it was to be expected. The Cherubim picked him up and placed him under the tree, using the trunk to steady him. I looked for the body the never-tenshi's soul had abandoned; it lay still and motionless, exactly how a corpse should look.
Realizing I was getting worked up over the stupid never-tenshi I returned to watching my revenge with satisfaction. I should have been hoping the never-tenshi's soul fell and crashed into the ground, not secretly wishing… I mean, not hoping it wouldn't. The Cherubim was trying to wake the fallen soul, but of course was failing. My eyes wander to the golden box on the ground next to me before once again watching the failing Cherubim. I smile. He was trying everything to wake him but was failing horribly. Then someone else flies down, this was becoming a bloody angel convention! I was shocked when I realized the newcomer was no other than the Virtues leader, a soft growl escaped my throat. He looked down at the Cherubim, to the never-tenshi, I could feel as his eyes raked over the unconscious soul's body and was infuriated when he smirked and another, albeit more ferocious growl escapes my throat.
The leader of the Virtues reaches out as if to stroke the never-tenshi's face and I want to scream! Hare DARE he- oh wait, the Thrones intervened. All three took a step forward promptly stopping the Virtues leader. The Cherubim looks from the Thrones to the Virtue leader questioningly. The Leader of the Virtues takes his hand back then talks to the Cherubim, away from all the Thrones and Archangels. I notice as he hands something to the Cherubim. Of course, inwardly I'm smiling at the fact that that bastard can't get near my never-tenshi thanks to the Thrones, ah yes, possibly my now favourite Order… because they don't like the Virtues. Although I could never have been one of them, not that I would want to be but they were earning my approval.
The Cherubim forces something in the never-tenshi's mouth causing his nose to wriggle a little before his eyes pop open and he's left in a fit of coughing. The Virtue was planning something, blast him! Whatever it was woke the soul… choked the soul awake. He started to order the Archangels around, forming two parties, the Thrones basically ignored everything he said and concentrated on the never-tenshi, patting his back and muttering words of comfort, stopping every once in a while to glare at the unsuspecting Virtue. Oh yes, I definitely liked them.
By the time the never-tenshi was finally able to breath again the Cherubim managed to, after a glaring discussion to pull the Thrones away and let the Virtue near the never-tenshi. I watched and waited to see what would happen. The never-tenshi had taken to hiding his face behind his knees, when he looked up at the Virtues approach I noticed he was crying. Of course his face soon looked terrified looking up at the Virtue. I suppressed my anger when he reached out and gently wiped a tear away, the never-tenshi looked absolutely horrified and had tried to actually back crawl out of his reach but, of course the tree was there and he was stuck. My never-tenshi bit his lip and tried to grab onto the soul around him but ended up pulling out a few lumps of grass. The feeling to attack the Virtue and kill him NOW was overpowering but the others made it impossible.
One thing bugged me, crawled around the back of my head. Why was the Virtue not in a panic like the Thrones were? Why had he seemed to be expecting such an attack? For he was ready for it. …What would have happened if there was a moon tonight? What would have happened then?
The never-tenshi made a pathetic sound causing me to look back up at him. The Virtue was pressing him up against the tree, face unnervingly close to that of the innocent's, whispering something in his ear, something only he was suppose to hear. I glance at the Thrones who were glaring at the Cherubim. The Thrones were Third Orders, they did not have to listen to the Virtue, a fifth Order, even though he was the Virtue's leader… but they did have to listen to the Cherubim being the Second Order and obviously the one in charge.
The never-tenshi glanced fearfully around at all the angels that were crowding him and obviously freaking him out, pleading with his eyes for help, after they all silently refused… or in the Thrones case look away his eyes darts momentarily to me in the shadows before staring blankly ahead as the Virtue put extra pressure on his chest causing him to whimper. I look to see if anyone had seen what the never-tenshi had done. No had seemed to- I freeze as one of the Thrones looks this way questioningly, looking through the shadows of the trees, hopeless since it was night and pitch black out with no moon. Another Thrones asks something, probably what had caught his interest but the Thrones shakes his head and shrugs. I sigh in relief.
The damn Virtue whispers more urgently in the innocent's ear. Soon though he was getting fed up and raised his voice. "Tell me where!" The never-tenshi had his eyes closed and was fervently shaking his head. "…No." The response was weak and soft, but still I heard the firmness in it.
"What do you demand of the heartless innocence?" The first female Thrones had apparently had enough. Tension was high and voices rose. The Virtue looked away from her and back at the never-tenshi. "Where is he!" "NO!" The never-tenshi had shouted back and ran under the Virtues arm till he was behind the first Thrones, holding on to her silky moonlit dress as if it was a lifesaver. The Archangels could not get involved; their ranks were far too low to argue and so stayed motionless, mere spectators. "Blast it boy, tell me where he is, I know you know!" I couldn't help but feel tense, as it was apparent the Virtue was still looking for me and could easily find me with the never-tenshi's help. Waite… he couldn't of, no, no it was impossible.
Tension eased as I watched the never-tenshi stick his tongue out in absolute refusal to say a thing. The third Thrones looked my way again, did he know? Could he have guessed what the never-tenshi had been doing when he glanced my way? I watched as the boy now didn't even casually glance in my direction, but how firm was the boy in not talking and, wait a minute! Why was he even keeping the secret in the first place, blast him! I do not understand what is happening. I do not understand at all.
"Blast it Rem! How dare you intervene? This involves my Order, not yours!" All the Thrones glared down at the Virtues leader. "DO NOT address me by my name, and although I know not of your Orders problems maybe you should look at this boy more closely, he should-" The Thrones stopped mid-sentence as the Cherubim had grabbed the never-tenshi from behind her back and was leading him back to the tree, the child refused of course, he had been backed into that tree and once you've found yourself in a place you felt trapped in you do NOT wish to return. Just then though, the youth saw his body, and froze, eyes opened wide in horror.
The other Thrones came to his side and started to calm him down, possibly even explain what was happening. Even I must admit, that this must be one confusing rebirth. Normally you are greeted by a single Throne who would lead you up to one of the seven heavens, usually the first heaven to be sorted yet, because of the circumstances of his death the never-tenshi had had a most odd rebirth, greeted with three different looking types of angel who appeared in bulk, threatened and scared. Hell, he was supposed to be trapped in his body and yet here he was.
"Look, Thrones, it was one of my rank that had killed this boy and he must be found and brought back to me!" My never-tenshi looked up at him, interest clear on his face. "What do you mean, who killed… oh my, what is the boys name?" Everyone turned to my never-tenshi; all expecting an answer but he merely responded with crossing his arms, obvious in disbelieving, tear streaks evident across his face. "Bakura, he quit my ranks and escaped to Earth, he should be punished just for that but-", the Virtue waves a dismissal hand towards my never-tenshi indicating yet another crime I must have committed, "-if that is not just cause than look at what he has done to this boy." Ignoring the child he points a finger at the bloody corpse since it would have more of an effect.
I glance at my never-tenshi who was mouthing my name over and over and over again, memorizing it. I curse under my breath. It's a good damn thing this wasn't the full of my revenge, good damn thing indeed!
The Thrones voice interrupts my thoughts. "What do you mean escaped?" "The boy has turned rebel, deciding to weak havoc on the Earth, I know not why he has decided to do so… perhaps he really hates the boy here, don't you Bakura?" The hill went silent. Everyone started to look about wildly as if they could see me. So, the Virtues leader does know I am here. Snort, and was that last comment in hopes of enraging me to make an appearance, how doubtful. "He just quit your Order? Bakura?" "Yes, he's a snake that cannot be trusted, he MUST be returned to me at once! This is important." "…But surely he had a, a reason, some cause?" "None that he has mentioned, face it Thrones, we have a fallen angel in our mists, a bloodthirsty one. He must be… hunted."
"NO!" The Virtue turned to the speaker, the never-tenshi. "You're lying!" "Silence boy, you don't even have a clue to of what I speak of.' "But- but- but… I saw him…" "Silence!" My never-tenshi became quite again, almost sulkily, he still has yet to look my way again. The Cherubim stepped forward. "Stop bickering, all of you. Drakes has already filled me in on the details and I have agreed to his cause, Bakura is guilty; the child's death is proof of that. Now, we should bring him to the first heaven, give the child time to rejuvenate." The Virtue leader stepped forward, "Forgive me but I doubt that is possible, look, the tenshi has no wings, he cannot join us, his soul is stuck on this plane of existence for now, at least until we find Bakura and he's in my possession once again. He has cursed this tenshi, see, his heart was stolen. However, I think this will work out for the best." The Virtue leader was too busy hiding his smirk to see the absolute loathing of the first Thrones. "He knows where the traitor has gone, he could help us find him." "No, I will not help you. I would not help you destroy my guardian angel!" With that the never-tenshi hid behind the tree, after, of course, sticking his tongue out.
I was in a state of shock. The never-tenshi thought that I, I was his guardian angel. Sighing I let my head drop to my hands. How dense could this child be. I just MURDERD him! How could he possibly think that I am his guardian angel? I mean, look at my wings! Grrr…
"That's absurd! He's your killer! …Fine, sooner or later you'll come to your senses and help the just cause." Drakes ignored the never-tenshi's snort at this. I must admit the kids got guts. "And help me track him down." The Cherubim nodded his head at this, "Yes, I agree, you WILL help the Virtues find your killer and become apart of the seven-heavens. I think it is time we leave now. Two archangels will guard the boy well Drakes prepare his Virtues to hunt Bakura down, the wingless child WILL lead the hunt. Thrones, Archangels, Drakes, it is time we leave."
"What, no!" The never-tenshi grabbed hold of the male, and closest, Thrones. I could not hear what he said or what the Thrones said in reply. Only that the child held his head in defeat. The angels all departed for he heavens. This was one confusing night. Stupid never-tenshi, stupid Virtues leader, or should I say Drakes, stupid Thrones for freeing the never-tenshi and stupid, stupid everything! How could this night become so damn frustrating! Ahhhh!
Glancing up at the never-tenshi one last time I noticed that he was staring right at me, just staring at me again. He really freaks me out when he does that! Grabbing my golden box I too depart, just, not for the heavens. Goodbye, never-tenshi… or should I say, see you soon. I still have a few loose ends to tie up, loose ends that have the ability to seek me out, loose ends like the never-tenshi.
Draggy: *yarns* I'm a little tired, dreaming of sleep. Anyway, should I keep my *yarns* title of this fic Fallen? Can ANYONE think of anything better? Do you think I should keep it the same, or change it, and if so, any suggestions? This was long, and I want to thank my only TWO reviewers that reviewed last chapter, you guys know who you are and a big giant sized THANK YOU gets to go your way. Anyway, hope you guys like! ^-^