Disclaimer: Roses are red, violets are blue, me no own, so you no sue.
AN: Hey all!!! How's it goin? Good good……*giggle*…..don't mind me……..*cough*….
Chapter Seven
*The Twit, The Whiner, And The Misunderstood Demon*
"How long will they have to be in New York," Tori asked, leaning her head on one of her hands, with her elbow propped up on the table.
"The entire span of human history," Metatron replied, "And after the world ends they'll have to sit outside the gates for eternity."
"I'm still confused about how all this works…….." Tori muttered.
"Someone clued them in to a loophole in catholic dogma that would allow them to re-enter heaven," Metatron explained slowly.
Tori shrugged, "So what? They beat the system, good for them."
Metatron sighed angrily, "It's not that simple!"
Tori motioned for him to continue.
"If they get in, they will have reversed god's decree."
"And……..?" Tori cut in.
"Let me finish, you impatient twit!" Metatron exclaimed.
Tori hmphed, and Metatron started where he had left off.
"Now listen up because this part is very important: existence in all it's form and splendor functions solely on one principle: God is infallible. Got all that?"
"Yes," Tori replied curtly.
"Okay," Metatron said, "To prove God wrong would undo reality and everything that is. Up would become down, black would become white, existence would become nothingness. In essence- if they are allowed to enter that church, they'll unmake the world."
"And these guys are that bitter?"
"No, they're just stupid," Metatron grumbled.
"What?"
"They have no idea what their actions will result in! As far as they know, they're just going home. Now isn't that sweet?" Asked Metatron sarcastically.
"No……" Mumbled Tori.
"Anyway, I best get you back to where you may began your little 'quest'," Metatron said, standing up.
"What??!!" Tori practically yelled, "You expect me, little old me, to stop two angels, by MYSELF??!!!"
"No," Metatron stated, "You'll have help."
"From who?" Tori asked suspiciously.
"Two prophets, although they don't quite know it yet. You'll know them right away. The one who speaks the most, and he will, at great lengths, whether you want him to or not, will make mention of himself as a prophet."
"And the other one?"
Metatron shrugged, "He…..won't speak quite so much."
Metatron nodded to himself, and in the blink of an eye they were both nowhere to be seen.
* * * * *
"Fuck this……." Jester grumbled.
"I'm huuuuuungryyyyy……" Whined Gypsy.
"Shuddup."
"I'm huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuungryyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy…….." Gypsy groaned a bit louder.
"I said, SHUT UP!" Jester yelled.
* * * * *
"Alright," Azrael began, looking over the three boys and the unconscious body they had with them, "That's perfect, now just leave it outside that hospital over here," Azrael pointed to a location on a map, "And everything will be fine."
The boy who had clubbed the man first nodded to one of the other boys, saying, "Dutchy?"
"Oh yeah, sorry about that, Race," Dutchy mumbled, taking a knife out of his pocket.
He slashed the air with it and the boys walked threw the rip that appeared, dragging the old man behind them.
"Erinyes!" Azrael yelled loudly.
Three girls with sharp claw-like nails and dark brown wings approached him.
"Yes?" Asked the closest of the three, her voice coming out as a bird-like shriek.
"Do you know what you're job is?"
"Of course!" A different one chirped.
"Then WHAT are you still doing here?!" Azrael shouted.
The one who spoke glared at him, her blue eyes taunting him.
Azrael took a step forward threateningly.
She rolled her eyes at him before flying off with the two other girls in a flurry of feathers and screams of delight in newfound freedom.
A large three-headed dog padded up beside Azrael, staring at the three girls as they flew higher and higher.
Azrael glanced down at the dog.
"Oh Cerberus, Cerberus," Azrael said condescendingly, "You're the only one who understands me……"
He patted Cerberus on the top of his nearest head, this action being met with a loud, low growl and a baring of sharp canine teeth.
Azrael snapped his hand back, "Guess not………"
AN: Oh Cerberus, Cerberus………*laughs*…….i LUV that doggy!!! Review por favor!!!
Comments:
Cards: …………….BREATHE GIRL!
Falco: WOOHOO!!! Somebody got mad at blake for me!! I WUV you!! Oh yah, btw, Blake left you a couple little messages, you should go look, they're funny….*pause*…….AND I AM NOT IN LOVE WITH HIS BROTHER!!!!!!!! *growl*……..
Mondie: YOU MIGHT GET TO SEE RENT??!!! I HAT YOU!! (yes, I DID mean to type "hat"…it's a long story…..don't ask…..lol…)j/k!! I wuuuuuuuuv uuuu!! Loki isn't a god? Damn…..well, shows the extent of my knowledge on norse mythology….Neway, I promise you'll be in this at some point!!! Eh heh……Just not this chapter yet, sawy!!
Tiger: Yes yes, Jester liked her little vampire part too………
Jester: Oh hush you….I'm terribly sorry that you're having such trouble finding a (and I quote!) cute guy in a pinstripe suit who happens to be a demon that HASN'T been hit in the head with an apple by your best friend………hee hee!!!
YesYouKnowWho: You are truly, and totally insane……GUESS WHAT?!!!! I'm gonna go watch ya'll in West Side Story this Sunday!!!! Be happy!!!! And I'm gonna see brannman there and I'm gonna make him introduce me to his wife!!!! *evil laughter*….. But his younger daughter is so adorable!!
Stef: …………………………………………………………………………………. You, my friend, are beyond all medical, psychological, and spiritual mental help……. But we all love you because of it!!!!! Anywayz, that's SOOOO great that your battle cry is Meep!!! I luv meep!!! It's so meepy!!!! Tee hee…….*cough*…….
