Merry Christmas(:
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What Dimitri was witnessing was an act of pure love; between an angel of the light who brought darkness, and a fallen angel. They hugged each other and Rose clung to Mason, like he was the only one holding her up, which he was.
Dimitri started wondering what had happened in the angel's life that had caused her this much pain. He stared at them in wonder and complete amazement. He leaned against the cave wall, and crossed his arms across his chest.
Meanwhile, Rose's head rested on Mason's shoulder, her eyes shut close, wanting this to be a dream.
"I can't do this without you," she whispered.
"Yes, you can, you've got Shekinah (Lissa)," he answered her. A tear rolled down her cheek and she pulled away. She wiped the tears away from her eyes.
For the first time he realized she was human. She chuckled, softly. "I didn't want to have the weight of the world on my shoulders," she explained. He nodded in understanding.
A fallen angel came into the cave room, an angel she recognized very well. She stared intently at the jerk, who had dared to disobey her orders 50 years ago, and had paid the price. He should be burning in hell, and today she was going to make sure it happened. She stepped back, and came to stand next to Dimitri. She crossed her arms across her chest, and watched Mason and Jesse exchange of words.
Mason caught her eye, at one point, and his eyes told her what she already knew. Jesse, was playing both vampires and the angels. She shook her head in disgust, he should even be an angel. Any kind. She suppressed a sigh and a growl.
"What's with that?" Dimitri whispered in her ear. She looked at him.
"He fell five decades ago, for disobeying my orders. And right now, he's 'friends'," she used air quotes at friends," with the vampires and with some of the other fallen angels, that are still trying to suck it up to the archangels." She explained slowly, and in a whisper.
Dimitri was about to growl but Rose silenced him by placing a firm hand on his forearm.
"Wait," was all she said. He waited, and she straightened herself out from the wall, and walked up behind them. She tapped Jesse on his shoulder, and he turned around.
Within seconds she's morphed back into her true form. Jesse took a step back, but before he could take another, she grabbed him by his collar, and pulled him towards her. Mason took a step back, and when Dimitri was about to take a step towards her, Mason stopped him. He silenced him with a look and told him to watch.
Rose glared at Jesse.
"You're a scumbag," she growled. He laughed at her face.
"Nice to know you're learning the language of the humans, now a days." Rose, in return, only smiled. Now, Jesse had been around her enough, to know that Azrael did not smile like that all the time, and when she did, it wasn't good.
Rose opened her mouth, that to others like Dimitri, it seemed she was about to yell, instead, Jesse struggled against her, trying to resist her power, which was futile. His mouth opened in an 'o' shaped form. A gust of blue air, came out of his mouth an entered hers. Dimitri watched, entranced by this, as Rose drank Jesse's soul, or what was left of it. His eyes travelled from her mouth to her eyes, that were literally shining the same, sapphire blue, as the gust of wind that was Jesse's soul.
She closed her eyes and mouth, dropping Jesse's body on the floor, and morphing back to human form. She blinked a few times and turned to the fallen angel and the vampire. She dusted off her hands and kicked the body, making it vanish.
"What the fuck?"
Rose laughed at Dimitri.
"Extra powers that come with being me... Now do watch your language." At the last part, Rose winked at him. Dimitri smiled at her, showing his pearling white teeth, while Mason stared at her as if she had one eye. It was very well known in the heavens that Rose, Azrael, the Angel of Death, did not flirt, or let lose at all.
He feared for her, too. Mason did not want Rose to join him down here, since he knew Angels were prejudiced. A lot.
Nonetheless, he smiled at Rose and Dimitri. "You should get going, before they get suspicious."
She sighed, knowing he was right. "I wish I could stay here with you."
"Please, Rose. Go home."
Hurt and rejected, she walked past them, following the path outside into the real world. She kept walking, Dimitri already knew where she was going, so he went at his own pace. Soon enough, they arrived at the edge of the cliff, where she sat at the rock.
"I love him," she whispered, letting a few tears fall.
She hated this. Feeling this vulnerable, she was strong, and she hated crying. It just wasn't her. The Angel of Death, crying? Kind of ironic.
Dimitri took a step forward, hesitating. He didn't know whether he was welcomed. It almost seemed she was talking to herself. Either way, he sat on the rock, back to back with her. They leaned against each other for support, but said nothing.
No words were needed.
Flashback:
Adrian had taken her to his house, a big mansion, in the middle of the town. She'd been given a room, one of the biggest rooms. She'd been there for a few weeks.
They had a routine. Daily, in the morning, after breakfast they would take a walk around his estate. He never asked her questions about her past, which she welcomed, because this whole thing hadn't been that planned. The town did ask questions though.
A beautiful, young, woman, in town, alone? And living at the house with Adrian Ivashkov. Certainly did arouse questions. Many, which she chose to ignore.
When they came back from their early, morning, walk, he dropped her off at her room, and he went off to wherever it was he went. He came back for tea and lunch; they would talk and laugh.
He went out again, and came back for dinner. They ate dinner, talked more, and laughed more. Adrian didn't care where she came from; all he knew was she was certainly someone to hold onto. He was beginning to care about her, in such a strong way, he wanted to keep her inside the house at all times.
Rose wasn't so sure about that. She wanted to learn more about the vampire who had been near the entrance of the town. Once again, she wished her job was easier. Why couldn't it be?
One day, when he went into town, she did too. She wore a red cloak, to hide herself. At the best of her abilities she searched for the vampires. They were a wealthy family, leaving outside the town. Tasha, her son, Christian, Dimitri, er husband, and his family, which included a mother, grandmother, and three sisters.
She stood ten feet away from their doorway, ready for anything, and anyone.
But they weren't dangerous, at least not to her. The last thing they wanted was a war with the angels. She knew this much from the peace sign, the grandmother had made. She'd backed away from them, and continued walking around the town.
When she went back she found Adrian and a very pretty girl hugging. She felt something in her chest, she couldn't quite pin point.
Because somewhere along all those innocent walks, she was falling hard for him.
And the end wouldn't be pretty.