Chapter Three
Elena gritted her teeth against the steel hold that Galen had on her. "Not to sound ungrateful or anything, but I kinda can't breathe."
Galen gave her a pointed look before loosening his grip just a fraction. "Bring your wings in closer. They are creating drag." Elena did what she was told, bringing them in so tight they began to ache for freedom. They landed on the balcony of Galen's home, Jessamy waiting for them with warmed milk and honey. Elena turned away and took a deep drink, allowing Galen to kiss Jessamy without prying eyes. Archangel you better be ok.
Anouk giggled again as she stripped her wings down to bare bone. Raphael and Venom stood watching, as the angel rubbed them against the bare brick, blood seeping in to the rust coloured walls. "What?" She giggled. "You would have ordered some pathetic guard member to do it anyway." More girlish giggling causing Venom to hiss out.
"Somethings are not meant to see the light of day." Harsh words from the vampire, with eyes of a snake. Raphael nodded, then motioned for the two guards to keep an eye on her. Anouk had family who would need to be informed immediately, but Raphael wanted his consort by his side when he spoke to them.
Anouk's aunt collapsed into tears in the floor of her small home. Raphael stood in front of her, his consort stood just behind him. Elena made a move to help the weeping angel, but Raphael stopped her with a hand on her wrist, his grip bruising. "Let her sorrow for a moment."
Elena watched as two male angels landed garden, moving quickly in doors. They were clearly related, if wing pattern was anything to go by. The same striking green of Anouk's wings were present in all three of the angels. However, they weren't pure green. The weeping angel on the floor had wings of green with white scattered through. The two male angels, the green was much darker, and scattered with grey and black. One of the angels bent down, embracing the crying angel in his arms. The other one stood tall, his face pinched with pain. "What did she do this time?" His hands fisted and un-fisted as he spoke, his body almost shaking with anger.
Raphael looked over the angel. "She threatened my consort, Victor." Raphael closed spread his wings in a magnificent display of power. "Your sister had taken too far this time. She is currently stripping her own wings." The angel on the floor cried louder. "My poor Anouk!"
Raphael did something, Elena felt the power but it didn't seem to touch her, but she saw its effects. "Maria, William stand."
The crying stopped, and they stood side by side with Victor who was still deathly pale.
Rapahel looked at Elena before making eye contact with Victor. "My consort and I will meet with the members of the seven to discuss a suitable punishment." A slight whimper sounded from Maria, but Raphael continued. "We will of course take in to consideration the reasons for her mentality, but it is becoming increasingly clear that she is a danger to the other angels now."
Raphael made sure Victor was looking at him. "I know you care for your sister, but surely you must see that some monsters cannot be permitted to live." Victor roared with rage suddenly flying forward. Elena was too fast. The knife embedded in his eye within a split second, and the angel was on the floor clenching at the jewelled object.
"Dude he's an Archangel, did you just try and freaking attack the Archangel of New York." The sheer stupidity of Victors decision didn't even compute in Elena's head. "Not to mention, I'm a Guild Hunter." Raphael pulled the knife free, wiping it off on Victor's trousers before handing it back to his beloved consort.
Venom hissed and dodged the knife that Anouk had pulled from her back, before throwing it at him. "Come a little closer snake. I don't bite hard." Anouk snapped her teeth him, whilst giggling. Venom hissed again, bringing his urge to bite under control by thinking of the petite again vampire who would, know doubt, be stretched out on his warmed floor, waiting for him to return.
"Maybe Venom, you're not a snake anymore. Did you have a little Tai snack?" She tapped her chin in a thoughtful gesture, her foot tapping a tattoo of impatience on the floor, as the blood still dripped from her back which resembled beaten and mauled meat. "Maybe kitten or puppy would be better now? Or maybe she doesn't give you what you need." Anouk began to strip, her hips moving to music that she alone seemed to hear. "Let me itch your scratch."
Well fuck and damn. Sire your assistance is required. Urgently.