Haven't been writing for a long time, sorry about that! You can attack me later, kay? You guys review the story first ;) Here's the next chapter to Echo. I might change the name to Angel Dust. What do you guys think?
Nora peered over the rim of her coffee cup, out the window to the red bricked house Ivy, Patch, and Tristan stayed in. An empty can skittered across the pavement, and leaves drifted across the dark landscape. The lights in the red brick house flickered, then turned off, and Nora blinked away the white spots that blossomed across her vision.
"You don't mind us coming in, right?" A voice asked from behind. Nora yelped and turned around. Patch leaned against the wall behind her, smiling slightly, and Ivy was perched on the windowsill. The moonlight outlined her figure in a silvery haze, and her hair streamed out behind her on the soft breeze that curled through the window.
"H-h-how?" Nora stammered, trying to recall herself locking the door.
"You really should check all your windows. It's extremely easy to get in through a window. Especially for an angel," Patch said.
Outside, leaves skittered across the ground, and the wind howled, as if laughing.
"Can I ask you something?" Nora asked Ivy. Ivy's gaze was fixed on Tristan as he walked down the road towards the red brick house.
"Ivy," Patch called. Ivy blinked twice, and turned her pretty face back to Nora.
"Sorry," Ivy said.
"Yesterday…" Nora's voice faltered for a second as Ivy's eyes closed, then hurried on, "Yesterday, you seemed upset and angry. Then a storm came. Is that just a coincidence or…" Nora trailed off. Ivy's eyes were still closed, and her head leaned towards the side of the window frame.
"There are always ten archangels," Ivy began, her soft, singsong voice drifting through the peaceful silence.
"When one… ceases to exist, another angel takes its place," Patch cut in. Ivy opened one dark violet eye to shoot Patch a look before continuing.
"Ten archangels. Each one is in charge of certain things in earth. Without us, the world would cease to exist," Ivy said. Her eyes were open now, more dark blue than violet.
"What do you mean by 'in charge of certain things in earth'?" Nora asked.
"I'm archangel of the skies, of water, dreams, illusions… and a couple other things," Ivy said.
"Dreams," Patch snorted. Ivy rolled her eyes.
"Don't start. Unless you plan on sleeping for a looooooooooong time," Ivy said.
"So you can-" Nora started.
"Put people to sleep? Give them nightmares? Hell yeah," Patch said. Ivy smiled.
"Wanna see?" Ivy asked, reaching out her hand. Nora gave a shaky laugh, and shook her head.
"I'll pass, thanks," Nora said , "What else can you do?"
"Weather. Dreams. Illusion. Water. A couple others," Ivy said, holding up a finger with each ability.
Nora opened her mouth to ask another question when the door bell rang. Ivy pressed herself against the wall. Nora blinked, and Ivy was gone.
Archangel of Illusions, among other things Ivy's dreamy voice whispered inside her head. Nora looked around.
"Ivy?" Nora asked. When Nora blinked again, Ivy was back in her perch on the windowsill.
"Illusions," Ivy explained, "It makes you think I'm not there, but I really am."
"I know what it means," Nora said, swatting Ivy's arm playfully. Ivy laughed, and danced just out of reach, then scowled.
"I left, okay?" Ivy asked. Nora bit her lip, but nodded, just as Ivy winked out of existence. Nora leaned against the kitchen window sill, swirling her coffee around in her cup. She could feel Ivy's finger poke her, and soft laughter filled Nora's head.
"Poke me and Tristan will find out," Nora hissed, as Patch and Tristan's voices and footsteps drew closer.
"I'll be good," Ivy whispered.
"I'm pretty sure they heard that," Nora whispered back, just as Tristan and Patch entered the kitchen.
"Hey Nora," Tristan said, running his fingers through his dark hair.
"Hey," Nora smiled and nodded. She took another sip from her cup before Patch pulled the cup out of her hands, and slipped his hands through hers.
"Have you seen Ivy?" Tristan asked. Rain drizzled from the sky outside. Tristan's eyes flicked to the now rain stained window, and then scanned the room.
Something wet hit Nora's shoulder. She touched the water drop, then brought her fingers to her mouth. Salty. Ivy was crying, thus it was raining outside.
"Can you control your power? Make it stop raining?" Nora whispered when she was sure Tristan wasn't looking.
Sorry. Ivy's voice rang through her mind. The drizzling ceased, and the nights sky was its normal cloudy, starless, fathom black. Tristan blinked.
I gotta go. He'll find me. I can't look at him. Not after… Ivy's voice faded, and there was a faint whoosh! And Ivy was gone. Tristan looked at the window, then his eyes reflected his disappointment.
"Sorry, I'll leave you guys now. Sorry for interrupting… I thought she'd be here…" Tristan peered outside, where a light flickered on in the red bricked house.
"Good luck. You're gonna need it," Patch said. Nora waved as Tristan shot them a sad smile and showed himself out.