Hey Guys
I swear I am trying to update as quickly as possible for you all so I'm really sorry it has been nearly a week since my last update. It's 5:30am here and I just finished work hahaha.
Anyways the next chapter is the BIG reveal I've been hyping up. I hope you are all as excited as I am.
A lot of you have been saying in the last chapters reviews that you hope Beca doesn't hurt Chloe because she won't know that she is in the League outfit. This chapter will answer that for you, I swear.
Anyways lets get on with it and I will try not to leave it too long to update again.
"How can you stand this mask Beca?" Chloe whispers in question as she makes her way quickly through the halls of the League of Angels, not exactly knowing where to go. She turns the corner and spots two assassins at the end of the hall, speaking and making plans. Chloe takes a deep breath and runs up to the assassins.
"Have you found the Rogues yet?" One of the assassins asks Chloe and she looks to them, shaking her head.
"Not yet." She says in a deep voice. The two assassins look her up and down.
"They must be disguising themselves, Tubiel." The other assassin says and Tubiel turns to her, including Chloe.
"I think you might be right Baal, I mean how else are they getting around? I've heard these Rogues have killed half of our numbers." Tubiel comments and Chloe is a little impressed, she remembers Beca telling the Bellas that there were 56 more assassins not including her which means there is around 28 left. Beca was making her rounds. Baal however, was not impressed at all.
"I've heard Michael has a secret weapon. I hope he kills these Rogues with it." Baal remarks and Chloe nods her head to fit in. Just as she does, another assassin runs up to them.
"Guys, Gabriel, Puriel and Zaapiel are dead. I think the rogues are heading to Michael." The assassins says and the others all arc up. Chloe however, is jumping for joy on the inside. Beca had told her that her parent's real killers were Puriel and Zaapiel which means Beca avenged them.
"You're kidding. Alright Ramiel, Let's go." Baal calls out and they start running toward Michael's chamber, Chloe following behind them hoping to not find Beca dead when they get there.
Azrael kicks the door for Michael's room in and throws the last smoke bomb in and with a bang, the room fills with smoke. She runs in pulling out her weapon and senses her three opponents standing on the other side of the room, not moving. The smoke starts to clear and Beca watches as Michael, Uriel and Raphael don't move. Azrael puts away her sword and takes off her mask. She puts her hood down and watches as Michael nods.
"Azrael. I figured only you would be capable of the damage you've caused." Michael states and Azrael shrugs.
"Well you lied to me, you tried to kill me and my friends. Now I'm going to kill you and send the League of Angels to hell." She replies as she pulls out her sword, Michael turns to Uriel, Azrael's mentor.
"Kill her." Michael says and Uriel nods, pulling out her sword, it was large, slightly wider than Azrael's but significantly longer as Uriel was 6 feet tall. Azrael sizes up her opponent, Uriel's height being both an advantage and a weakness, she knew if she could get within her reach, it would do more damage. Another disadvantage that Azrael realised was that Uriel was her mentor, she trained her which meant she would know all of her moves. Azrael knew that she would have to change up her style and not be so predictable. They circle each other when Uriel speaks, attempting to throw Azrael off her game.
"I'm disappointed in you Azrael. I trained you to be the best of the best and take your masters place, not bring this League to its knees." Uriel says and Azrael doesn't allow the words to get to her, instead speaking up in return.
"You trained me to be a weapon and then you pointed me in the direction you wanted and pulled the trigger. You didn't care about me, you cared about yourself and your reputation but don't get me wrong, I'm still the best of the best, that part you were right about." Azrael replies as she steps forward, swinging her blade. Uriel defends it and returns the attack but Azrael blocks it also.
Chloe and the other assassins, she took well to remember their names, Ramiel, Baal and Tubiel, all made their way to Michael's chambers. From down the hall they heard grunting and the sound of metal on metal. They were close and Chloe just knew that Beca was still alive. All the assassins and Chloe run into Michael's room and find Beca fighting Uriel. Chloe fights the urge to call out Beca's name at the risk of being killed or worse. The assassins all move forward to help out Uriel but Michael holds his hand up and stops them. They all watch as Azrael and Uriel clash swords, Uriel pushes Azrael down onto one knee, the sword at the brunette's throat. Azrael reaches up and grips the sharp blade, wincing slightly as the blade cuts into the palm of her hand, blood dripping down her arm. She takes the risk and snaps her arm up, punching Uriel in the nose, causing her eyes to fill with tears. Azrael spins around on her knee and slices Uriel's leg. Uriel limps backward, taking a quick look at her leg that was cut open and bleeding. Azrael smirks as she stands up, spinning her sword around in her hand. Uriel attempts to strike again but Azrael dodges it, moving quickly behind her mentor and slicing the back of Uriel's good knee making Uriel fall to her knees. Azrael doesn't waste time as she thrusts the sword into Uriel's back, the end of the blade poking out of her chest. Uriel glances down at the blade sticking out of her chest then back to her student.
"Well… Done Azrael. You didn't… Hesitate." Uriel manages to get out before falling to the ground, dead. Michael watches on, not amused, nodding for the three assassins and Chloe to intervene but as they run, Azrael spins around, almost stoppigng when she feels a very, VERY familiar sense, she knew one of these assassins wasn't like the others, because she senses the brightness in this persons soul and Azrael only knew one person that had that much brightness. She throws three throwing knives, all three of them hit Baal, Tubiel and Ramiel in the chest. Chloe watches as the assassins all fall to the ground, dead. She turns back as Azrael knocks her to the ground and gets on top of her, she thrusts a knife down into Chloe's chest before leaning down to whisper in her ear.
"Pretend you're dead. Stay still and don't help. I'll come back soon." Azrael whispers gently as she pulls the fake knife away from Chloe's chest. Her heart skipping a beat as she knows that Beca knows it is her under the mask. Azrael stands back up, Chloe acting out that she is dead on the ground. The Rogue assassin turns to face Michael only to be punched in the face by Raphael, knocking Azrael to the ground. She recovers quickly, flipping herself up onto her feet and faces Raphael.
"I don't want to do this Raph. I don't want to kill you so please don't force my hand." Azrael states and Raphael allows a small smirk to cross his face as he pulls out his sword. Azrael drops her head before pulling her sword out hastily. She lifts her head slightly and meets Raphael's eyes with a deathly glare.
"So be it brother." Azrael answers as she steps forward, striking at her brother in arms.
"Why are they taking so long?" Aubrey asks aloud and all the Bellas shrug, not answering their captain's question. Aubrey physically and verbally getting irritated because not only were Chloe and Beca not back but she also didn't know if they were dead or not and she can't go and find out because she will be killed herself. It's only when Stacie sits down next to her and puts her head on the blonde's shoulder that Aubrey jumps out of her thoughts and turns to the brunette.
"They will be okay. Beca is the best of the best for a reason. There is no telling how much Azrael is capable of." Stacie mentions and Aubrey reacts out of her irritation.
"That's the problem. I mean look at the mess that Beca has gotten us all into. She is an assassin Stacie, an actual real life assassin that kills people. How are you okay with it? Because I don't think I ever will be. Beca lied to us big time and I don't know if I'm ever going to be able to trust her again." Aubrey replies and Stacie takes it in for a minute, attempting to form a response in her head. She takes Aubrey's soft hands into her own and her eyes meet the blondes.
"I'm okay with it because I was told first, long before you guys. I'm not okay with her killing people but she is killing bad people, people that want to darken this already shadowed world we live in. Aubrey, you need to remember that Beca has been tortured, brainwashed, beaten and abused since she was 9 years old in the League. Before that, she was beaten, raped and abused by her father. Beca has not seen a world of light, she was born in the darkness and when you are in the darkness long enough, you adjust. Beca is trying her hardest right now to fight this darkness and she needs to know that there is something worth fighting for. She needs to know that there is someone on her side, someone that is in the light to guide her in the right direction. That is us. All of us, you said it yourself, we don't leave family behind. Beca is apart of this family and I know you may not trust her but think about this. She saved you from Jesse, she brought us home from those parties, she saved us from the person that attacked us and no matter how much you yelled at her or accused her, she could have slit your throat in a millisecond but she didn't because she cares about you. She cares about all of us. Beca may be a tormented soul, but she still has one. Beca is still a human being. You have to see that, because I do." Stacie lectures and Aubrey takes in her crush's words, remembering all of the situations where Beca has helped her and fought for her. She knew deep down that Stacie was right. The League of Angels had no souls, they killed mercilessly and without remorse but the blonde knew that Beca felt bad for the kills she had made whilst in Barden, she knew Beca still hurt and felt pain, felt guilt. Beca Mitchell still had a soul. Aubrey turns to Stacie and kisses her on the cheek.
"You're right. Beca Mitchell is still a human, she just has a tortured soul but we can bring her back." Aubrey confirms as she wraps her arm over Stacie's shoulders and places another kiss on the top of the brunette's head.
Raphael and Azrael were tired, their fight lasting fifteen minutes so far. Their shaking hands still grasping their swords as Raphael attempts to slice across Azrael's mid-section but she ducks, bending backward and as she stands drags her blade up Raphael's spine, slicing deep into his back. Raphael lets out a roar of pain as he pierces his blade into Azrael's leg, creating a cry from the younger assassin. Chloe fights the urge to stand up from her current position, pull out the gun tucked away in the back of her pants and shoot both Raphael and Michael, knowing that Beca could handle it. The redhead believed in the assassin and knowing that she did gave Azrael strength. Azrael grimaces through the pain in her leg as Raphael attacks again, this time, she dodges but grabs Raphael's wrist and brings her arm down into his wrist making him drop his sword, he spins around and kicks Azrael in the face, sending to the ground. The younger assassin flips up quickly as Raphael lunges at her. She fights him off before kicking them in the head. She turns around and takes a punch to the face, her lip splitting open. Raphael goes to punch her again but she blocks the attack. The older assassin dodges her kick and ends up behind her. He grabs Azrael from behind and pulls her in for a bear hug, her arms unable to move. Azrael struggles against the grip as Raphael tightens it further, like he was a boa constrictor, squeezing the life out of his prey.
"Give in Azrael. I've always been better than you." Raphael whispers into her ear and she grits her teeth.
"No… You only… think you're better. I know… I am." Azrael counters as she jumps up, kicking her feet out to knock Raphael off balance, as her feet hit the ground she bends forward with force, Raphael flying over her shoulders and into the cement ground with a cracking thud. Azrael stands up again and watches as Raphael struggles to move, his breathing laboured. She knew that he was winded but also that the force of his landing may have caused some damage to his back. She moves over and picks up her sword from where she dropped it and limps back to where Raphael lies on the ground.
"You honestly think you can take the League down. You're nothing. The League has made you a murderer. Where will you go if you even manage to succeed. You're nothing Azrael. Nothing and no one. Beca Mitchell died eleven years ago." Raphael huffs and Azrael thrusts the sword down into the centre of his chest.
"You're wrong. Beca Mitchell is still very much alive. Goodbye brother." She replies as she watches Raphael take his final breath. She turns to her mentor to find him clapping.
"Very well done my angel of death. You always were special to me. But not anymore. You forgot someone." He laughs as Azrael feels a blade pierce the centre of her shoulder blades. She glances to Michael again as the blade is ripped out, trying to speak but only tasting the iron of her blood rising in her throat. She falls to her knees before falling to the ground. The assassin manages to roll onto her side and glimpse at her attacker only to watch her vision blur in front of her.
"No, that's impossible." Azrael states and her attacker bends down, their face a foot away from Azrael's.
"We work in the darkness, to serve the light. Forever in the shadows. Correcting wrongs. Uncovering the truth and protecting society. We are the League of Angels. Azrael, it is your time." The attacker says as she stands up.
I know I'm sorry for leaving it there!
WHO IS IT?! Find out in the next chapter!
Until then!