Angel's Tale by Oriel
Rated: PG-13 for language
Disclaimer: 1. This story is based on a RPG that my friends and I started this summer. So, there are some made-up characters which are the property of me. Other than that, AS characters are Yuki Kaori's. 2. I haven't read the last 5 volumes of AS yet. Sorry if there's anything that doesn't really make sense. Keep in mind that this is just FICTION. 3. It's my first fan fiction. My primary language is French, so sorry about the mistakes. 4. I'm not asking for a specific number of reviews, but they would be greatly appreciated, whether you like the story or not. I can accept constructive criticism, but no flames please.
" ": dialogue
/ /: thoughts
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Prologue
God perished by the hand of Setsuna, the Messiah himself. But that was already millenniums ago.
Even after all this time, Heaven is still pretty much the same. Alexiel finally came back to her original body, just like Jibrille, and has now become the new Great Seraphim (since Rosiel and Metatron are out of the picture. But it's only a lure since Heaven is truly ruled by the High Council, which consists of the 12 Zodiac Angels. They each are magnificent and powerful magicians but they are also easily corrupted. The rest of the angels have mostly remained at the same position in the angelic hierarchy.
The relations between heaven and hell haven't really improved either, even after Adam Kadmon's plea for peace. Both nations are therefore constantly launching minor attacks on each others, which is why Mikael and his men must still patrol the borders.
On the other hand, the material world, Assiah, has greatly changed. The human kind has extended its territory across the universe, thus discovering new civilisations on distant planets. Just like humans and angels, those other species have been created by God a long time ago in his unending quest to create the perfect being. But now, the Creator of all things and his children are only part of the legends and myths told by travellers...
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Chapter 1 - A New Mission
Here in my heart, memories linger.
I keep them, sacred, safe from all others.
Angel...
He was sitting, motionless, in the cold dark room, staring at emptiness. Empty. Everything felt this way to him.
A single word kept echoing through his mind.
/ Why... /
****
The sun was slowly rising in the sky, giving it a light shade of gold. At the same moment, in his mansion of Yetzirah, the Archangel of Fire was emerging from a dreamless slumber. He yawned, stretched, rubbed his eyes for a few minutes before crawling out of bed, his frail but nonetheless gracious body still wrapped in the black satin sheets. He sat on the edge, resting his head in his hands, running numb fingers through red tousled hair.
/ I hate mornings... /
He finally stood up and cast his gaze around the room, trying to find something to wear among the various items scattered on the cold granite floor. With a loud sigh, he picked up a black wifebeater, assorted leather pants and heavy boots and pulled them on wearily. He then grabbed his big fire sword and strapped it solidly to his back.
On his way out of his bedroom, he took a few seconds to watch his reflection in the mirror. Crimson hair, amber eyes, small frame and boyish features...
/ I'm supposed to be his twin, yet I look nothing like him... /
Lost deep in his thoughts, he traced the outline of the purple dragon tattooed across his cheek and chest with a shaky finger.
/ Mismatched twins they all say... /
It haunted him constantly, like a half-remembered nightmare, like an old shade that would not be laid to rest, invading his every thoughts and dreams, torturing his heart and soul...
/ No! I can't let myself give in to those feelings now! /
He shook his head furiously as he struggled to regain his composure, scowling and growling angrily to himself.
/ I am not weak. /
In a surge of rage and pain, he threw the mirror to the floor and smiled in satisfaction as it shattered into thousands of silver splinters, its thick wooden frame dislocated in two places.
/ I won't cry. I can't. /
With an insane cackle, he then stormed out of the room, slamming the door shut behind him. No time to waste. He had business to do today.
The High Council had contacted him the previous night with a mission: he had to leave for Assiah as soon as possible in order to find out about some mysterious power. The Great Power had argued with his superiors for several hours, claiming that he had better things to do than those pathetic, boring routine missions. But the Council had maintained its decision and Mikael had seen himself forced to accept the mission. He clenched his fists.
/ Fucking bastards! They'll pay for making me waste my precious time! /
He soon arrived in the hangar where were stored the merkabas and other vehicles used by Heaven's Armies. He stood on the tip of his toes as he tried to find his partner throughout the hundreds of engines around him. The fact that he'd been assigned a partner had made him even more frustrated, as it only showed the lack of trust that the Council had for him.
As he was about to lose his patience, he finally noticed a tall figure draped in a brown cloak standing back to him about 50 feet from where he was standing and started to walk in that direction. Upon reaching his partner, he pulled angrily on the cloak. The hood fell down, revealing long silky mahogany hair glistening in the shaded light.
But Mikael didn't pay much attention to it. He was boiling in rage, snarling at his partner.
"Where the hell were you?"
The woman slowly turned around, her face showing that she was in no way impressed by the short angel's hot temper.
"I was going to ask you the same question. I've been waiting for you for an hour already and---"
"So fucking what? I never asked to go on that mission! And even less to go with YOU, Alexiel!"
Alexiel sighed and decided to keep her mouth shut about how she had not really wanted to go with him either.
/ Since we'll have to spend some time together, it's better not to throw gasoline on the fire. /
She bent down to pick up her bag on the dusty floor.
"Let's get this over with then."
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Alexiel was still shaking as she stood in the middle of the crowded market place with the red-headed angel by her sides. She hated to admit it but he had scared the hell out of her.
They had used a merkaba to go through the portal and transport themselves on the planet Qoraskant where the strange source of energy seemed to be located. It was going to be useful if they needed to travel around.
Or rather it could have been useful.
Much to Alexiel's despair, her partner turned out to be a extremely reckless driver. Had they not just arrived on the planet that he had already managed to crash their merkaba into a huge rock in the middle of a dry, barren desert.
Mikael calmly slipped out of the severely damaged vehicle and examined it for a few minutes then ran off in search of the proper tools.
"Pfft! It's no big deal. I'm sure I can fix that in a jiffy."
Rule #1:
Never trust Mikael when it comes to making repairs.
The Great Power had tried to fix their vehicle for more than an hour...
"Damn thing..."
... to finally lose the last piece of his sanity...
"WORK! I SAID WORK! YOU FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT! WOOOOOOOOOORK!!!"
... and burn what was left of the merkaba to a smoky heap of twisted metal and wires.
For her own safety, Alexiel hid herself behind a rock while a totally out of control Mikael was reducing to ashes everything in his sight, yelling like a psycho on the loose.
"Mikael, please stop this now! We have to go! When our mission will be over, then you can burn things as much as you wish. We have already wasted too much time so---"
The Angel of Fire slowly turned his head in her direction, sending her a cold death glare that nearly froze her blood in her veins. She could feel his firey, murderous aura surround and suffocate her. She gulped.
"Uh, Mikael, I---"
"SHUT THE HELL UP! You're so annoying!"
He brandished his fire sword up in the air and drove it in the sand in one fluid movement. He then rested a hand against its handle, the other one was put on his hip as he bent down, puffing and panting loudly. He suddenly stood up and started in Alexiel's direction, a sadistic yet contended grin pasted on his sweat-coated face.
"You're right. Let's go. The sooner we'll be over with this fucking mission, the sooner I will get rid of you."
Alexiel shrugged as she followed the violent one.
/ Well... that's better than nothing. /
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Mikael diverted his attention from the computer device he was holding in his gloved hands as he felt Alexiel's stare on him. He leered at her.
"Whatcha want? Take a picture, it'll last longer."
He saw her turn her head away, pretending to be busy with something else. With an impatient sigh and quick shake of the head, he went back to his task. He pressed a few buttons and the screen was immediately flooded with several rows of characters and digits. He frowned as he started to analyse the flow of information.
/ I've never really been good at this... damn! /
Yet, after racking his brain for a few minutes, he motioned for Alexiel to come closer to him. She therefore made a few steps in his direction and leaned down above his shoulder to watch the screen, dumbfounded by all those flashing lights and incomprehensible datas. Without much enthusiasm, he pointed his finger at a small building surrounded by a few modern spaceships.
"From what this thing says, the source of the mysterious power is right over there."
Alexiel looked up and stared curiously at the building.
"Argh! Back off bitch!"
He pushed the woman away from him with a soft moan of disgust.
"I can feel your breath in my neck. That's gross!"
Alexiel smirked and rolled her eyes, amused.
"You'll just never change, won't you Mika-chan?"
On that she walked away in direction of the building, leaving the short angel behind her.
"Don't call me that! And wait for me!"
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(*gaspeth* Here it is, Chapter 1, re-written for the 3rd time, actually the 5th with the French version of it which I re-wrote twice. I guess you could say that I'm a perfectionist. -_-; Well I hope you enjoyed. It's only some kind of introduction to the rest of the story. I can't tell precisely when Chapter 2 will be up. I will try to re-write it BEFORE actually posting it this time. ^_^; REVIEW PLEASE! It's the only way I can get better.)