Author's Note: Ahhhhh! Tech fail got me again! But I'm here now. Let's check in with Arthur and the nightcomers, shall we? We are picking up with last week's plotline I came up with. What are the archangels? What is the "Wrath of Heaven"? Let us find out. I don't know what I am doing next but season nine of my Durarara fic, Black Swan Wonderland will tomorrow.


Match Six: Archangel:

Allison and her daughters had another mission in this game. They needed to get the edge over the Tandeki Group for a change. An old friend of Allison's might have found a way. The idea was floated to her on a Sunday.

"What are you telling me?" Allison asked over tea. The gentleman in his fifties set down his teacup.

"There was another group that played the game in the past," he said. "Only back then, they called it opening up the Wrath of Heaven." He took out a small notebook and handed it across the table. Allison picked it up and opened it.

"Michael? Gabriel? Raphael?" she asked. The nightcomer looked up. "Are you suggesting…?" Her friend shrugged.

"Just a thought," he said. "Though, I have to warn you. This won't be easy. They haven't been seen in decades. Plus, there aren't any notes on how it works. That time kept everything close to their chests."

"And if I have them, I could be ahead of Tandeki by a few points?" she asked.

"Theoretically, yes," her friend said. That was all she needed to hear. Allison took a sip of her tea.

"Thank you for letting me know," she said.


Allison now had three tasks she needed to win this game. Breed the tadpoles for a god in the new world, find the Golden warrior, and locate the archangels. Hecate didn't get it at first.

"You want us to do what now?" she asked.

"Finding the Wrath of Heaven," Allison said. Her daughters looked just as confused. Arthur sat in the back looking dazed. Hecate tilted her head.

"You're asking us to find three archangels that haven't been seen in years?" she asked. Allison held up her hand as she smiled.

"Hold it," she said. "We know where two of them are." The mother waved her hands in the air. Little white sparkles began to form. Her daughters gathered around for a look.

"Michael is buried deep in Rome," Allison said. "Raphael is in Sao Palo."

"And Gabriel?" Hecate asked.

"We don't know," Allison said. "Even my magic can't find it." The woman lowered her hands. She turned to her daughters.

"Sabine, Tessa," she said. "I will need you to go out and find the angels. It will be up to you to choose which destination you want."

"Yes, mother," the younger nightcomers said. Hecate kept to herself. Her mother just had to win. But Hecate could already see how this would end. She had to branch out to win.


-Michael-

Sabine led Feliciano into the darkness. The Italian man had a cold smile his face.

"So what was it that you wanted to show me?" he asked. Sabine looked over her shoulder and giggled.

"Something really beautiful," she said.

"Beautiful?" he asked. Such a concept seemed alien to him now. The Italian man's world had become so dull now. Color didn't exist to him anymore.

Right now, Dr. Faust stood in front of them with his black cloak. He tipped his hat to the pair.

"Good evening," he said.

"Do you have it?" Sabine asked. The pale doctor gave her a twisted grin.

"Why yes," he said. "Why wouldn't I?"

"You better not be lying to me," Sabine said.

"Follow me," Dr. Faust said. He turned and walked further into the darkness. Sabine followed behind. Feliciano followed behind without a single thought. The three of them walked down a winding staircase. The Italian man let his mind go blank. Only the sounds of their footsteps filled the void. He kept his eyes on Sabine's hair. Sure she was a nightcomer, but she was still a woman. She would probably mean nothing to him in the end. Sabine probably made the right call in turning him down. Feliciano didn't feel that words were needed for any of this.

They made it to the bottom of the stairs. Dr. Faust put his hand on what seemed to be invisible air. He turned to his guests.

"Here it is," he said. The corrupt doctor pushed open the doors. A cool breeze hit them in the faces. Dark purple lighting washed over Feliciano's face. He could hear the pulsing noise from the other side of the room. Sabine stood on her tip toes.

"Where is it?" she asked.

"Down there," Dr. Faust said, pointing downwards. Sabine walked forward to look down. She was about to walk in further when Dr. Faust grabbed her arm. The nightcomer turned her head.

"If you go down there," he said. "You're not coming back up again." Sabine tilted her head.

"How do I get the angel?" she asked.

"You don't," Dr. Faust said. He pulled her back away from the door in time.

"You have to bind yourself to Michael," the corrupt doctor said. Sabine raised her eyebrow.

"And how do I do that?" she asked.

"You have to give up something valuable in exchange," Dr. Faust said.

"Hm," the nightcomer said. Feliciano stood in the background, silent. He could see where this was heading. The question was, what was Sabine willing to bind herself to that creature? Dr. Faust broke into a huge grin.

"So, what will it be, my dear?" he asked.


-Raphael-

The plane touched down in Brazil. Tessa stood out from the crowd. She straightened up her sunglasses. She had a suspicion of where to start looking. Tessa pulled out her phone.

"Time to get to work," she said to herself. Her guide was to greet her here. Look for a man in a tan suit and a red flower. The nightcomer looked out into the crowd. She just wanted to get this over with and get back to her own mission.


-London-

The phone rang back in Arthur's flat.

"Hello?" Allison asked. The call didn't have to last long.

"I understand," she said. "Thank you. Goodbye." The supreme hung up the phone. Allison smirked to herself. The whole time, Arthur watched her in a daze.