Nephilim
Summary: She was the last of the pure Angels in Heaven. Her voice called out to the souls of all, her laughter brought peace to even the darkest of souls. She was born of light, and was loved and protected by all the Angels of Heaven... But some plot to kill her but instead of killing her, they somehow managed to drop her on Earth, making her A Fallen instead and to make matters worst she falls into the Territory of a Demon...The Demon... The Demon Lord Himself. Who takes interest in this pure little Angel thrown into 18th century Earth.
Chapter 7: Devil's Play
The next day was much to my dissatisfaction, annoying. Darien had more meetings with his lady friends and in his absence he assigned a guard to me, his right hand man, who in the human world is known Malachite; I asked for his Fallen name, but he would not speak to me.
I was led to the gardens where I met up with Cain. We spent hours together, just simply talking about none sense matters, debating more about my sanctity and my understanding of the real world workings.
And all this debate took place under the watchful eyes of Malachite, the handsome silver haired Fallen.
Now I knew the difference between Fallen and Nephilim. The Fallen were the original Demons, they were the true Angels who were cast out of Heaven because of disobedience. The Nephilim are the children of those Fallen and humans. They were half breeds, Cain was one of the few rare members of the bunch who are both Nephilims and Fallen, and thus neither-they were actually two of them, the other was Malachite's daughter Azaleas.
"Yes well seeing as how Angels do not give birth, no one expected mother to be pregnant." Cain murmured as he brushed a leaf out of my hair. We had gotten into a little tussle on the flower beds. Cain found it extremely hilarious that despite my love for flowers I would not touch them out of fear that I might harm them.
So he has pushed me into the flower beds.
"They will regrow. You are in the human world now, everywhere you step you kill another creature. Its unavoidable, but what you have to realize is that now that you are here you cannot help but kill another creature. Its the human way." Cain ruffled my hair smiling as I pouted at him.
"I cannot kill another being even if its unintentional." I murmured pulling his hand out of my hair and resuming to play with it joyously.
"You will get used to it eventually." We of course debated the likelihood of that happening anytime soon.
Cain seemed so convinced that it would be natural after a while. I really doubted that, but it wasn't in me to argue that matter any longer.
I sat down with Cain after that and we just took comfort in each others presence. He was kind and although cynical in his views I did like his company.
"Angels are far too sheltered and detached from people to understand what it means to be human." I stared at him frustrated as he yet against slandered Angels and our understanding of the human condition.
"We detach ourself from humans and human like behavior to deliver fair and just judgement. Humans are biased with their emotions to cloud their decisions, we Angels have no such bias." He shook his head laying backwards onto the grass, I inwardly winced but restricted myself from outwardly making a comment against his actions.
He smiled noticing my discomfort.
"And that is why you lack any understanding of the human condition. It is those very same detrimental emotions of theirs that makes them so remarkable." I scoffed at him, leaning forward towards him but making sure to stay off the grass.
"How so?" Cain's smile was like that of Darien's. When they had a smug answer for a question a hooded smile engulfs their faces.
"A human man decides to kill another man one afternoon and dies himself the very next day, what would you Angels do?" I looked down at him smiling at the simplicity of his question. Angels were taught to appreciate all humans alike, and that every human life no matter what is precious and no human nor angels has the right to take the life of another human. Only the creator does.
"Punish him of course. Probably cast him out of Heaven and into Hell until he repents for his sins or recreates the life he took." Cain nodded at me, obviously having figured out my response to his question even before he had asked me.
"What if the man he killed, had killed his wife, his son and his infant daughter the day before?"
As an Angel I would not hesitate in my response, I would have immediately given my earlier response despite the additional information, because no reason justifies taking the life of another. Only god can give life and only he has the power to take it away.
I knew how I should have answered, I could feel the words floating in my mind, slackening my tongue.
And if I were in Heaven, I knew what I would have said. But I was not in Heaven. And I could not bring myself to ignore the circumstances.
Nor could I bring myself to ignore the fluttering in my heart that kept insisting that I sympathize with the man whose family was now gone, but then again how could I refuse to feel for the other man who might have had his own reasons for killing that family-no matter how unjustifiable.
The emotions and sympathizing were beginning to hurt my head and my chest. I looked down at Cain, tears spilling down my face because I couldn't bring myself to give the sure answer I was taught to understand.
"Its fine!" Cain replied, pulling me down to rest atop of him. I did not resist, I needed the comfort no matter how minimal and I liked that even after all of his hampering and his cynicism he was actually caring, always making sure that I feel better before he leaves.
"Look at the bright side, now you don't have to worry about renting judgment on humans. All you have to do is eat them up...but seeing as how you can't even touch grass, we might have a problem. we're going to need to toughen you up princess." Cain kissed me on the head, I smiled letting my head fully rest on his chest as he ran his fingers gently through my hair, playing with the small curly strands that fell forward to form bangs.
We remained like that for a long time. Cain making jokes about strengthening my weak spinal bones while Malachite perched near the entrance of the flower garden kept watch over us, weary.
"Why is it that no matter what I do, I keep finding you in another man's arms?" I ignored Darien and his leering tone as Cain-following my example- continued to play with my hair freely.
"My own son... How can I live with such betrayal?" His tone was mocking, but his aura was not; in fact it was really heated up.
"You will manage somehow father." Cain's own tone was leery, much like Darien's.
"Come on little Bunny we must be on our way. Night is falling." Darien has taken the habit of calling me Bunny, and little Angel, and Love. I did not like the comparison he was hinting at. I neither had large ears or hairy skin-at least I do not believe so.
"I want to talk to Cain some more." I murmured as I snuggled further into the warmth of his chest. Cain completely smug-I could tell from his aura-with the prospect planted a gentle kiss at the top of my head.
"Cain..." Darien glared at him "has women to attend to." The tone of his voice indicated that I was in no way a woman, nor worth Cain's efforts. I was not enamored by his implication.
"Do you have women to attend to Cain?" I was not curious, nor did I want to know, but the chance to annoy Darien was far too alluring.
"Only you Sweets." Cain turned my head upwards and kissed me gently on the forehead. I giggled, liking the wet and smooth feel of his lips against my skin.
"See. You can return to your women. I am comfortably fine with Cain for company." Darien sighed and crouched down besides me. He ran a hand down my head following the trail of my hair all the way to my back.
Cain stiffened with Darien's nearness, and obviously realizing that, Darien played upon Cain's discomfort by leaning over me-while I laid atop of Cain-and kissed the back of my head. His lips warming my head.
"Lets go. You've had enough fun with my son today." He gently whispered into my ears, making my heart beat faster than normal and my blood heat up.
"No." I turned away from him, and pressed myself further against Cain wanting him to keep Darien away, hoping his presence would weaken Darien's effect on me.
He sighed and leaned away from me, looking down at Cain who had completely gone still."I promise not to leave your side tomorrow if you come with me." I have no idea why but my insides fluttered. For the past week now, Darien has left me alone with Cain-and although I did not mind Cain's company, I found myself increasingly frustrated by his absence-to be with his women friends in that parlor, and return to...for me after dark.
"I do not care." I murmured turning towards Cain again. Darien looked at Cain turning his face away from me.
He looked at Cain and some unspoken message passed between them. Cain got up, bringing me up with him. He nudged my cheeks, disappearing only when I had my footing about me.
I frowned at Darien, knowing full well that he must have told Cain something telepathically.
I did not stop or wait for him. I just turned around and made my way to the room. I knew where the room, Darien's gathering room, the Gardens, and the Nephilim parlor was now and I could get there on my own.
I stripped off my cloths, putting on a light silk night gown and getting under the covers. Making sure that I was laying down at the furthest corner of the bed.
Darien liked to sleep at the center of the bed, so I could not be too far from him, but I could manage to keep some distance between us.
He came in and bathed, taking his time, while the maids helped him bath. I was used to the sound of splashing water and laughing female voices while Darien bathed; I was used to it, but I did not like it very much.
He came out with a brown haired blue eyed young maid, Katy who wrapped a towel around him, Blaire with her thick black hair and beautiful full figure came out with another towel that she ruffled in his hair to dry it.
Darien grabbed her arm and kissed it, making her laugh and kiss him on the lips.
I did not turn around to stare at them, nor did I take a breath into my lungs.
"Later Kat. You too Blaire. Go help Saraphina clean up that mess in there and then off to bed you go." They complied, rushing back into the bathroom to clean up the wet mess their little bath time has caused.
Darien dried off and clothed himself in shorts, then he slipped into bed. I had my back to him and was feigning sleep. Chuckling he edged closer, I tried to move further away but there was nowhere else to go so I just rested there.
Darien chuckled and grabbed hold of my waist, pulling me further towards him. I tried to fight him off, smacking his hands, but he refused to let go. In fact he was only further inspired to pulled me even deeper against him and
Considering he was taking immense pleasure in my futile struggles, I stopped trying to get away from him accepting the fact that he will eventually win-sleep was taking me further and further down into the clutches of darkness.
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