Fallen Familiar chapter 3 - Truth

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Third Person PoV

The crows began to disperse, only Kirche and Tabitha remaining, still looking at the embrace of the angel and the pink-haired girl. None of them dared disturb the hearth-warming scenes, with Kirche having hearth is her eyes and Tabitha wearing a far-away look on her face.

The moment was ruined by a gentle cough behind the two girls.

All people present turned to see professor Colbert, with a slightly uneasy expression on his face.

"Master Azazel, if you would follow me to the headmaster's office. Old Osmond would like to speak with you." Normally the usually composed professor would have turned and walked away without waiting for a response, but for some reason, he choose not to. Instead, he opted to continue looking at the angel with an uneasy smile.

The winged male's response was a raising of his right brow before saying:

"Very well then. Would Lu-chan be able to accompany me there?" He asked the professor, but to all present it was clear that it was not a request, but a statement. She is coming.

A short nod from Colbert and the party began moving, followed by Kirche, dragging the melancholic book-reader with her. When question about it by Louise, the response was:

"Surely you have nothing to hide, Valliere. Besides, think of us as observers for Germania and Galia, respectively." Kirche said, with a smile on her face, followed by a nod from Tabitha, still not looking up from her book.

A few sets of stairs later, they were in front of a large door. A short knock from Colbert and an "Enter" was heard from inside in an aged, if slightly squicky voice.

The room was large, mostly barren save for two desks with chairs and a few bookshelves. Behind the desk in front of the large window was seated an old male, probably in his late 80es, with long white hair and beard, clad in black robes, smoking a pipe, appearing to be deep in though.

Colbert look at the headmaster and gestured to the empty second desk with a slight widening of his eyes, but a sharp glare from his superior shut any possible argument why should the secretary be here.

Grabbing a staff, leaning on the side of the desk, Osmond gave a few waves before four chairs appeared in front of his desk. The balding professor took his place, standing next to the headmaster, while the rest were seated.

"So… Master Azazel, might explaining what happened earlier in the courtyard?" began Osmond, looking strait at the angel. Louise shifted uneasely in her chair, next to Azazel, Kirche and Tabitha seated on his other side.

"It was nothing special really. Simply teaching a brat a lesson that was long overdue. " was the winged male's reply, closing his eyes and waving his hand dismissively, as if it was nothing important.

"Perhaps you are right on that accord,"-began Colbert this time, apparently ashamed by his student's behavior-"but the power you displayed…what was it?"

"That was simple light manipulation. It is a basic ability really."

" Even if it was, as you say, a basic one, angels should have no combat abilities, let alone this powerful ones. Brimir himself denied them having the ability to fight!" this time it was the headmaster, his voice serious. "Tell me, what are you, really? "

Silence descended upon the room, Osmond and Colbert staring at the black-haired male across from them.

"How much do you trust the people in this room?" was the unexpected question out of the angel's mouth, his face serious.

With a slight raising of his bushy eyebrows at the type of the question, Old Osmond replied:

"I trust Jean completely, Miss Zerbst is from a noble family with an abundant military history and Miss Tabitha here is already a Chevalier." that got a few raised brows and stunned expressions "I believe they can be trusted."

Louise slummed her shoulders at been left-out, but it was probably because Azazel was her familiar.

"Then I request that nothing that is said in this room is to ever leave it's walls." Gone was the smile from the angel's face, replaced by a serious expression.

At everyone's nod, the purple-eyed man began speaking again.

"I am an angel, yes, but not of this world or this world's 'heaven'." a silence descended upon the group, only Osmond and Tabitha appearing to have believed him.

Seeing their shock Azazel heaved a sigh. 'This is going to take a while' was what ran through the angel's mind.

"I believe a little history of my universe is in order first." and thus he began telling them the story he witnessed himself. The way that the god of their world created them, the angels, shortly after the realms were made, to serve as watchers and keepers of the balance.

How for years they looked after the human population before trouble started brewing.

First came the falling of Lucifer with a third of the angels, making them the first devils, and the war that followed. Not a century into the war and half of the remaining angels were banished, for they have sinned, becoming the first fallen angels, still retaining their powers and feathered wings, but living in Hell, the new realm of the devils. Here, he skillfully avoided telling the appearance traits and the name of the fallen angel leader.

His face had turned grim, having to remember the centuries of war that followed after the falling. The people present could only gape, unable to comprehend the meaning of centuries of war. Only Colbert seemed to have a far-away look on his face.

Azazel told them most of the important battles and events, even the sealing of the red and white dragons into sacred gears, the first time the three factions worked together.

"The fighting stopped only when both God and the original devil lords, the Maous, died." Seeing the shock on their face, he felt the need to repeat what he said.

"Yes, on my home realm of existence, god is dead." Repeated the angel, his face emotionless.

"While there was no peace signed and only skirmished here and there were fought, the majority of all three factions started rebuilding. The devils had a civil war between the descendants of the original Maous and a new factions that wanted change. The new faction, after winning, chose four leaders, the names of the original demon lords becoming their titles- Lucifer, Leviathan, Beelzebub, and Asmodeus. While the fallen angels had no loses in leadership, they have taken a serious number of casualties."

"It was the angels that were probably the worst off. With god dead, no new angels were created. They shut themselves in heaven, only coming to earth, the realm of the humans, on occasions." Explained Azazel his face turning into a slight smile at what he was about to say next.

"It was only a few months ago that peace was signed between the three factions. Thousands of years of all out war and only just now is peace signed. It was signed by Lucifer and Leviathan for the devils, archangel Michael, de-facto leader of heaven for the angels and…me for the fallen angels." Azazel could do nothing but laugh at their expressions.

He stood up and gave a small bow before saying with a smile

"Allow me to reintroduce myself. I am Azazel, Governor-General of the Fallen Angels. Pleased to meet you. "

If they were shocked before, they might as well be in coma now. It would appear that even after the whole story, they still believed him to be an angel from heaven and to top it all, they did not expect him to be in a leadership position.

The first to come out of her stupor was Louise.

"Why did you sign the piece treaty? With the angels, I could understand, but with the devils?" she asked, slightly angry, as if displeased by her familiar's action, even though back then he was not hers.

This was not the question Azazel was expecting. He looked at her, still standing and shook his head.

"You are still young and still judge people on their appearance. Just because they are devils does not mean they are evil. Tell me Lu-chan, am I evil for having Fallen?" The pink-haired noble looked at the ground in shame.

"There are devils with better morals then some fallen angels. Please make the difference between devils and demons in the future."

"A-a-and why did you fell?" Louise stuttered out, still not completely recovered from the scolding given to her by her familiar.

"I am sure you can guess from out conversation last night before bed." Azazel gave her a slightly perverted grin.

The noble in question turned bright scarlet. Tabitha raised an eyebrow while Kirche was not so subtle.

"Before bed? You two sle-" She began before was cut off.

"You…PERVERTED ANGEL!" shouted Louise, not realizing what this whole conversation was implying.

"Ara ara, just what did you do with little Louise before bed last night? I though you would be into more… developed women." Asked the flame-haired germanian.

"Oh, nothing really. Just Lu-chan here stripping before I went out for a walk. After I returned she was asleep on one side of the bed so I layed on the other. During the night, however, she decided that my chest would be a much better pillow." finished Azazel, fully realizing the growing anger of his young master, not an arm's length away.

Colbert and Tabitha were blushing while the headmaster had both his eyebrows raised. Louise had her head down, most likely to cover her ever growing blush.

Kirche, however, would not let such an opportunity pass.

"My my, how bold of you, Valliere, I must say I am impressed."

"You…how dare you shame your master that way" Azazel raised an amused eyebrow before he felt it, the build up of power. Power so similar in feeling to the power of destruction, that they might as well be the same.

His young master suddenly raised a hand in the air, her wand clutched in it, before shouting.

"PERVERTED ANGEEEEEEEEEEL!" what followed was an explosion, almost as big as the one at his summoning. Azazel barely had time to cover both Kirche and Tabitha with his wings before the shock wave was upon them.

*BANG*

Windows were shattered, chairs turned to splinters, walls charred. Poor professor Colbert was knocked out cold while the headmaster has fallen back with his chair in tow, partially shielded from the mayhem by his sturdy desk.

The purple-eyes male slowly opened his wings from the large shield he has created over the two schoolgirls, before looking towards his master.

Her hair was a mess , covered in soot. Her clothed were ripped and burned, barely keeping her dignity intact. Her face was twisted into a look that was just like that of a man about to pass out.

He vanished his wings, the soot from them falling to the floor, before rushing and catching the falling body of his little master.

He caught her and slowly lifted her in his arm, bridal style, before she snuggled into his arms and muttered:

"You idiot" but lacking any real malice. He smiled down at her now sleeping form before hearing Kirche go:

"Awwwwwwwwwww, how cute. Looks like little Louise has taken a liking to a certain someone."

"It would seem that it is over, for now" spoke Azazel. He then turned to Kirche and Tabitha, a serious expression on his normally smiling face.

"I would ask, once again, not to tell anyone about anything you have heard inside here. No one else is to know. Louise can perhaps tell her family but that would be about it."

At their nods, he smiled before starting to walk towards the door, Louise still in hands, sleeping soundly.

"Master Azazel" came the tired voice of the headmaster. Everyone turned to him, trembling on his feet, supporting himself on the remains of the desk.

"Will you be a threat to the students of this school?" was the question of the old headmaster. Everyone can see that even in his condition, he will fight if he has to.

Azazel's smile faltered for a second before coming back.

"No, I will not." He turned and began walking once again towards the exit.

In the room, the headmaster up righted his chair and sat there, smoking his surprisingly intact pipe with his eyes closed, deep in though. Colbert was still unconscious, Kirche appeared to be daydreaming about her new 'darling', while Tabitha had a thoughtful expression on her face, her sapphire eyes following the retreating form of the fallen angel.


Quite a lot of though were running through Azazel's head.

'What was the power Louise used? From what I gathered, people here used elemental magic, with four elements been the core-earth, water, air and fire. And yet what I felt was not like any of these elements. It felt almost like little Rias's Power of Destruction. A feeling of nothingness.' He kept musing to himself, slightly confused at the turn of events.

Still he could not help but marvel at the power of it. For a child to unleash such a power, without any training or control, was quite something. As he took a look at the cute face of his sleeping 'master' he could not help but feel…something.

'Yes, her personality needed some work. Ok, maybe a lot of, but she still had her cute moments, although her body leaves much to be desired. Maybe I am feeling this because of the contract….'

As he finally reached her room, it took some time to pry her from himself, before changing her and putting her to bed.

He stood there, looking at her, thinking about the prospects of her unknown power and the possible trainings he could put he through for her to learn to control it.

'And if I failed to teach her control, I could always stabilize her power another way…' he mused, gently patting his inner coat pocket.


The chapter was kinda…bad. I am not happy with how it turned out, but no matter how many times i rewrite it, it just doesn't improve. But it was also an important one so there was no skipping it.

I originally liked the idea of Tarot cards, but in the end turned it down because: 1- we already have a card-based system (Brave Saint) and two Tarot sets are kinda…big.

Still, I had this idea for a system based on coins (representing greed- a sin). A single gold coin with a dragon on it for a 'queen', 5 silver coins with hydra on them for rook, knight and bishop, and finally 7(number can change) bronze or copper coins with a serpent/snake on them for pawns.

So far, for special powers I though of only for the hydra coins. As long as one is alive, all others will be brought back if killed after a time period. Meaning you have to kill all 5 in say…a minute. Once the minute has passed, If you have even 1 alive, all others will be resurrected. No special physical/magic power boosts. Only that.

And perhaps regeneration for the serpent coins. Like when you cut off the tail of a lizard, it will regrow (no vital organs regeneration ofc. That would be too OP), and yes, I know, limb regeneration is lizards only, not serpents ability, but serpent coins would look cooler.

If you have any suggestion for changing it or a totally different system, PM me or leave a review.

As always construction, grammar or story mistake reviews are welcome.

Thank you for reading.