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-DRAGON AND FAMILIAR-
*CHEEEEEEEEEEEEEN!*
*GAP*
Kokabiel was annoyed. Thanks to that beam of light that shot to the heavens a day or so ago his plans was derailed. Firstly it was enough to draw the attention of Azazel who made his way onto the old ruined church where the fallen angels he duped was and discovered what was going on and rectified the situation.
Secondly his peons in the stray exorcists were either cut down or fled, like the mad dog Freed who Azazel deemed to insane and unstable to be left alive.
Third his plans to steal the Excaliburs were now impossible as the Angels themselves has decided to descend from heaven including Michael thanks to that little incident meaning that charging into a zone protected by them was tantamount to suicide. Something not even he would dare to do.
Currently only him and his peon the mad bishop Viper Galilei was the ones there... in that sorry encampment.
"Curse that upstart whoever it was!" He smashed the tree stump he and his peon were using as a table. "Damn that showoff!"
"That maybe and honestly it galls me that my project is stalled indefinitely, your wish may come true." The madman assured his benefactor. Wording his statement as he carefully as could as insulting the being before him meant instant death.
"Ah. You are referring to how the three factions are in the same place is it?" He shook his head. "Possible but the odds are low. Even if we make a move to frame one side to implicate the other, it would be easy for them to track the action to us and considering Azazel he won't let it slide and let us to the dogs." He snarled at that.
"True. But we don't need to act." The treacherous bishop advised him. "We only need to influence one side enough to provoke an attack."
"Are you daft worm! Did you not hear what I have said a while ago!" The fallen angel leader shouted angrily, causing the man to flinch.
"Yes my liege I know!" He quickly defended, even using flattery to do so. "But we only need to pass the information from a second hand source. Surely you know how society runs these days."
"And how is that?!" Kokabiel snapped angrily.
"Rumors." The fallen angel leader raised an eyebrow at this. "I admit that humans like myself are a cowardly and superstitious lot. Not to mention rather nosy. So what we do is spread rumors that are ridiculous to normal humans but weights heavily to a member of the supernatural side of the world. And since they are rumors, tracing its origin would be incredibly difficult, in fact we could start at a city away from this area and will spread. Not to mention people have a tendency to exaggerate making things much worse."
"I see... so this will work." Kokabiel said thoughtfully.
"Yes. But it all depends on what rumor we start. It has to be relevant enough to be spread but not loud enough to worry the normal people. And significant and worrisome enough for any of the three factions to make a move." The mad bishop advised. With the plan heard, the insane blood thirsty fallen angel cracked a vile smile.
"Very well then, I see this plan as sound. I leave this part to you Viper while I rally our worms and that mad dog Freed while I'm at it..." His wings flapped as he hovered into the air. "And oh... don't fail me. For if you succeed, I may find a way for your project to commence." He left leaving the mad bishop alone.
"Indeed I will not fail... for my dream! My great dream!"
*CHEEEEEEEEEEEEEN!*
"What a mess!" Azazel grumbled as he assessed the damage his... old friend had done in his absence. "And you guys even thought that I would be happy about all this." He pointed out the destroyed cross and the pile of corpses of stray exorcists that would do nothing but make their image to other factions much more worse. Honestly he did not want to do it, and truthfully he was banking on the devils to clear his mess. It was lazy and sloppy, but he loathed losing more of his people.
Especially when he was the one who snuffed those lives.
It was a waste but it was his job as the leader of the fallen angels to make sure they had a future. And now three young fallen angels, full of hate, pain and fear kneeled before him.
"We're sorry lord Azazel!" Raynare pleaded. "We we're only following orders!"
"ORDERS THAT WASN'T EVEN QUESTIONED!" He quickly retorted rather angrily. "We were keeping a low profile Raynare! Why do you think I would send for a kill order! In fact we are researching sacred gears! Why in hell would I want to kill one young man who possibly have one?!" The three females flinched. "In fact who told you that stealing a sacred gear from someone would appease me! It wasn't even AN ORDER!" Raynare lowered her head even more. In fact she now openly sobbing.
"Now now Azazel. You can be angry all you like, but we can't deny that Kokabiel set them up to this." Shemhazai, Azazel's ever competent right hand man calmed the angry leader. In doing so made the man chuckle.
"It's funny that you're saying that for of the two of us, I'm the one who coddles our people the most... but..." He shook his head and his fist trembled. "Because of their actions we have lost another member of our already declining numbers and brought about a situation that would more than likely blow up in our faces!" He couldn't help but vent. From the reports he was given, the whole situation has blown up in epic proportions. And now it will cause another three way stand-off between the three factions as each investigated the source of the beam that tore into the heavens.
A source that they had a lead into.
"Can you at least confirm that the kid you tried to kill was the source of the beam?" He aksed as he turned to three trembling females.
"Y-yes!" Mittelt answered. "I was backup for Dohnaseek when it happened so I know... that he- that boy was indirectly the source as he summoned one of those odd women!"
"Ah those. His protectors am I right?" The blonde nodded. "So who of the two? The blonde one or the girl with black wings..." Mittelt thought shook her head.
"She had black wings sure. But she didn't reveal that immediately." The blonde began describing the features of the woman and as she did Azazel felt that he knew this woman.
"Green hair, magicians robe and pointy hat... crescent moon wand..." He began muttering. "I feel as I have seen a woman like that before."
"It might be that she is a fallen angel." Shemhazai theorized but his leader shook his head.
"No... I'm sure she was-"
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"We're in trouble Grayfia." Sirechs exclaimed as he rubbed his forehead. He, hiw wife/maid and the sister of Sona, Serafall was currently at a private room at Kuoh Academy. They were there due to a particular incident that incited the eyes of three Biblical Factions and more. "Worse is that I'm sure my baby sister knows something but is not budging."
"Yes and it's rather worrying." The silver haired woman shook her head. "It's not like her to withhold information from us. Not to mention she said nothing to Sona either." Both looked at the sister who was current frowning at the political shitfest that was brewing in the area.
"My own baby sister has suspicions and honestly I want someone to pursue her lead, but considering the people that would eventually make their way here..." Serafall shook her head and slump. "For the first time in my life I would say that I hate this job of mine." The current leader of the devils did not envy Serafall right about now, as she was in charge of foreign relations she was going to be busy in the following days.
"There is also the influx of ambitious devils to consider as well." Grayfia said, causing her husband to get a bigger migraine. "All of them wanted to get a hold of the person or thing that created the ray of light into the sky."
"I know." Sirechs grunted. "In fact I had my own peerage to take care of that because even with the ban to go here, they keep popping up. And with this place turning into a giant landmine soon, that would make things worse."
"Who could blame them." Serafall said from her place. "While many devils could do something similar, the power felt from that single beam was overwhelming in fact... it was pretty much our level or more." Frowning she began to thumb through the reports in her hand as she ran through all the possible fuck-ups that her people would commit as they scoured for that powerful source.
"At least we have a lead. Though... the name of the females that are suspect sounds familiar." He said as he eyed the small profiles for one Kanako Yasaka, one Sanae Kotiya and one Reisen Undongein Inaba...
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Near the edge of the city in a inconspicuous and humble hotel sat two divine figures and several agents of the church. The divine ones mainly the Archangel Micheal himself and the Archangel Gabriel was there because of an unsettling thing that happened in that particular area.
"Dulio, please take care of our new recruits and be careful okay?" The head nun there advised the young church agent who had a 'not really want to do it' face but 'I'm gonna get scolded or worse if I don't' mentality and nodded to the woman and left with several acolytes. The woman then turned to a blue haired and blonde nun who shivered at her gaze. "Irina, Xenovia we're also leaving your own investigations to yourselves but..." A dark aura permeated her being. "Please remember to not aggravate either of the other factions." The two young women quickly nodded and immediately left.
"To use such a force for this. I must admit I fear of what could go wrong." Micheal admitted considering that all three of the Biblical Factions were now in the same place. "One wrong move and it would be the Great War all over again."
"Do not worry too much Michael!" Gabriel was all too carefree and innocent. But that was best of her as it portrays what angels should really be... Well at least to the eyes of the people. "Everything will be fine. In fact I'm not so sure why we're needed." Micheal sighed, honestly thinking if Gabriel's innocence were true or she was acting like those women who were 'eternally 17'.
"I would love to think of it as nothing." He shook his head. "But a force powerful enough to be felt from the closed realm of heaven is worrisome indeed. I fear that one might use it against us or the common people. And by our morals that is not acceptable." Gabriel titled her head.
"It is? Because all I know it just shows how humanity has become strong through the years!" Micheal fought the urge to face palm but considering everyone else in the room did it, it was a losing battle. Though it wasn't like his fellow Archangel would know what it means.
"That maybe so lady Gabriel..." To Michael's relief, the head nun Griselda interjected to their conversation. "We still need to find the person or thing that did so. We may be at peace with the other two factions but I must admit that some people can be sore of the past."
"Sore?" The ever naive Archangel asked causing everyone to sigh again.
"It does not matter." Micheal muttered. "What matters is we find the source of that beam non hostile and away from malicious hands. Not to mention is that fragile peace we are stepping upon as we do this investigation. With all three factions here, I'm afraid that using the force we carried is all too much but..."
"Lord Michael, we are just being cautious." Griselda shook her head. "Overkill it might be, but we might just needed. After all, we are all so uncertain." The nun said was truth, but the current leader of Heaven was unsure. As the side who advocates peace the most, going in this area with several powerful individuals didn't sit well to him. And thus he could only hope for the best.
Because as of present... it was the only thing he could do.
*GAP*
*CHEEEEEEEEEEEEEN!*