Another Disclaimer : Alright, if I offend anyone with what is in this story. Well, I'm sorry. I even surfed the net for refrence about them. So, don't flame me... Thank you Shade Dancer and Little-Padfoot-JR for the review. And also, thank you miamikat101. Sorry I didn't put your tittle up in the last chapter. And also, the poem was mine, so if you are going to borrow, ask please. Enjoy my friends!


Chapter 8

Gabriel walked through the doors of white gold into the Angel's mess hall. He had waist length silver hair in a high pony tail. His eyes were a deep, ocean blue. On his tan face was a huge smile. He wore a gold cape with a silver shirt that reached his ankels and had slits on each side. He wore white pants that were tied to his ankels and he wore no shoes. On his forehead rested a symbol of a triangle with a circle inside the triangle with a sun around the triangle. The symbol itself was blue.

In the hall was nine tables. Side by side. The floor was made out of gold with angels carved in with silver. The tables were made of a white oak. The table in the center of the room had a white oak tree growing in the cent where the table was cut in half. The tree reached the ceiling and had silver leaves with pink flowers.

The rankless angels had the other eight tables. But the table in the center belonged to the Ranked Angels. Michael and Raphael sat at the tables. One across from the other, discussing the late happenings. Gabriel walked quickly over to them and sat down next to Michael.

The Archangel Michael wore white pants that were tucked into his knee high boots of white leather. His belt was made of gold that held chain mail over his thighs. He wore a silver shirt that had no sleeves and it rached his mid thigh when he stood. He wore a coat over the shirt made of silver armor. On each of his arms were arm gauntlets. They covered his arm from shoulder to wrist. He wore white leather gloves. His left arm gauntlet was gold while the other was silver. The back of his armor had a slot for his golden staff that had a ring at the top. The ring had a pole in it, spliting it in half. On each side of the ring were 4 small golden ones. On his belt were two simatars made of silver. Each arm gauntlet had a knife on each side that blended in. He wore a silver head band with his forehead symbol on it.

The symbol was a silver sword in a golden sun. The sword was stained with blood. Michael's skin itself was a pale white that blended in with his clothes. Over everything he wore a silver cape. His hair was two colors. The left half was silver and the right hald was gold. His hair was held in a low pony tail that reached his mid back.

Raphael himself had white hair. His skin was pale and his eyes were a deep purple. He wore sandels inlaid with gold. He wore a bottom toga made of gold silk. His shirt was a gold vest with silver wings as a pattern. The cloths he wore showed off his muscled form. The symbol on his forehead was of a tear drop with the world at the cent of it. The symbol was gold.

The other two stopped talking as Gabriel approched. Gabriel spoke " have you two noticed where Azrael went off to?"

Michael spoke in his soft voice that quietly comanded attention. " He is on a mission for God, like Raphael before him. His charge will change many things in the world of man."

Gabriel sighed and said " why is it, when ever any of us have questions, you always know the answers?"

" Nevermind, don't answer that." Said Gabriel as an after thought. Michael just grinned.

Raphael leaned over the table and said " so, what's our dear Azrael's mission?" Michael just smiled at that and said " you will have to ask God that one. I'm not allowed to tell you."

Raphael sighed and dropped his chin into his hands. Raphael turned to Gabriel and said " I do hope you stayed out of his office, he get's a tad angry when people go through his things.."

Gabriel flushed and said " I didn't know he liked to draw before.."

Flashback

Gabriel was digging through the black desk when he came upon a paper with stick figures on it.

Azrael had drawn himself with a scyth and he had drawn Gabriel on the ground, cut in half. Gabriel's left eye started to twitch. Gabriel threw the picture off to the side and dug deeper into the desk.

End Flashback

Michael slapped the back of Gabriel's head and said " what have we all told you about going through the other Saint's things? Hmm?"

Gabriel said " to ask permission before going through them, and if the permission is not given, do not touch the other's stuff."

Michael nodded and said " that's right."

Michael suddenly spaced out for a moment.

" God wishes to speak with us." He said in a absent voice as he stood. The other two followed him.


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