Another chapter! Yay!
Sorry it's so short though.
Again, I don't own, so don't sue!
There can't be more
"So what are they?" She looked him dead in the eye.
"Demons." Trowa was completely taken aback by this, never having believed in heaven or hell or angels and demons or Gods of any kind. Well, except for one certain God of Death that he knew but that was an entirely different story.
"Demons." He repeated. She returned to scanning the area.
"Demons." She said again.
"Demons." He repeated.
"How many times are you going to repeat it?"
"Demons." She let out a long sigh.
"Oh Lord, here we go. I do not want to have to explain everything to him." She muttered to herself, then pushed him down as a brown blur raced past them. It stopped several feet away and just stood there, hands clasped behind his back.
"Well well, what have we here. I thought that I had taken care of you little Angels a few weeks ago." He said. The girl stood up directly in front of Trowa and assumed a protective stance.
"Looks like you were wrong." She said, her voice going deadpan. The man laughed, and Trowa recognized him as Kyoto, the man in charge of D.E.A.T.H.
"Well, as much as I know you want to kill me right now, I'm afraid that I have to run. I have to chastise my little brother for letting a human get so close after all. I will see you later Angel." His hands came out from behind his back, and Angel barely had time to throw herself in front of Trowa before the light poppers exploded, blinding them even though their eyes were covered. Kyoto's maniacle laughter faded as he disappeared. It took a few minutes for the light to fade, and when it did Angel's eyes adjusted back quickly, being used to this kind of punishment. Trowa was still on the ground, hands pressed tightly to his eyes in a futile attempt to stop the pain he was feeling. Angel sighed and knelt down in front of him, pulling out a damp cloth from subspace.
"Here, put this on your eyes. It'll help." She said and held it in front of his face. He grasped it, but made no move to put it to his eyes.
"What is it?" He asked, desperately trying to keep the pain out of his voice. She sighed in exasperation. Why did they always have to make her explain these things?
"It's medicine. Trust me, this is the only way to keep your sight." He finally put it to his eyes, and almost immediately the pain went away. She took the cloth back and returned it to subspace while he made certain that his eyesight was truly back. She turned to leave, but was stopped when Trowa grabbed her arm.
"I need an explanation." He said. She sighed and easily slipped out of his grasp.
"No, you don't. Because if I give you one then you'll be involved, and once you're involved there's no going back. No matter how much you loose, how much you give up, how much you sacrifice there is no end. Only short breathers. The people that you're after will kill you simply because you don't have the skill needed to kill them. I do. I am involved. I will take care of them. Tell your Lady Une that the Angel of Earth is on the case, and she won't quit, no matter what's happened." With that she turned on her heal and disappeared before he could say anything or blink. He just sat there, staring at the spot where she had been.
