Hey lovies! So this is Chapter 12 and I've only updated so quickly because I absolutely wanted you guys to have it! It's a very important chapter due to all the information you'll be getting. So please, read carefully! All righty! Now that the serious stuff is out of the way...

CHAPTER 12 IS HERE! WOOHOOO! So read and review please! Reviews DO make the world go round! (on this site anyway... actually, no. in life too... so HA dad! SORRY... my bad hehe.)

So no characters belong to me except Sky and Armaros and Kokabiel... So yeah. have fun reading and I promise, in the next chapters, Patch, Nora and Scott and Vee will make more appearances, I just needed to get this information through without any distractions! *ahem* Patch *ahem*. So here is chapter 12!

Chapter 12

SKY POV

The next morning, I woke up in a jolt. I looked around myself and sighed with relief as I realized I was still in the inn. I pushed the covers off of myself and stood up quickly, soon to find myself needing support. Little black dots imprinted my vision as I grabbed the night table. I shook my head and my vision cleared quickly. I exited the room and carefully went down the stairs, not wanting to kill myself. As I took my last step down, I remembered everything that had happened from the night before. Where was Kokabiel?

I smelled cookies throughout the house and closed my eyes. I let my nose guide me to the small kitchen. I grabbed a stool and sat at the counter, waiting for someone to come and get the cookies from the oven. I heard a little voice coming from another room, one I hadn't noticed yesterday. The door had no handle, so I figured it was one of those swing doors. I approached it and strained my ears to listen.

"No… Why won't you listen to me?... You aren't doing this for her; you're doing this for yourself… He wouldn't be happy if I just let her all alone here…" She lowered her voice to a hiss. "You listen to me boy, and you listen well. I have something that can destroy your life for an eternity. A flame is surely not too far away. And an eternity is a long time." The phone clicked shut and I hurried back to the stool, pretending to not have heard anything. Soon after, she pushed through the door and smiled up at me.

"Oh, hello Sky! How'd you sleep?" I nodded and matched her smile.

"Quite well." I answered a bit too dryly. She noticed it right away and turned to face me, a plate filled with chocolate chip cookies. Her face didn't show any emotion, even the smile was gone.

"What's the matter?" She asked, placing the dish in front of me. I took a cookie and munched on it.

"Who was that on the phone?" I said, knowing she would know somehow that I had been eavesdropping.

"Patch." The cookie bits dropped out of my mouth. "No use hiding it from you since you would have figured it out sooner or later."

"How'd he know I was here? How do you- You're an angel… but how'd he know I was here?!" I asked incredulously. My eyes narrowed. "Why'd you threaten him?" I asked.

"Because he was always self centered and only ever did things to save his skin. He never took time for others and he isn't about to pretend to start now." Clearly they had unfinished business.

"What is it that's going to destroy his life for an eternity?"

"My, my. So many questions." She said. She finally sighed and closed her eyes, lifting up her hand to reach in back of her head. She unhooked something and pulled out a long black feather. It was so black, I felt myself being pulled towards it.

"What is that?" It was much larger than any feather I have ever seen, and yet it seemed so familiar. Like I've seen it somewhere… in a- "That's Patch's feather." She nodded silently and placed it back in her hair.

"Let's just say I keep it for safe keeping." She went back to work on something that was boiling on the stove.

"You aren't only the 'Star of God'… are you?" She laughed lightly and shook her head.

Kokabiel took hold of a pot filled with tomato sauce and place it on a metallic grid on the counter. She stirred it and turned back to find a piece of bread to dip it in the bright red sauce. She popped the snack in her mouth and sighed. She took another piece out and dunked it in, then handing it over to me. I just stared at it, not wanting to even look up at her.

"Oh c'mon Sky! I'm not going to harm Patch in any way! It isn't my goal to harm him. He's very important to the events to come. Harming him would be putting your life in jeopardy!" I stood up violently and glared at her.

"I don't need anyone to help me! I'm capable of living on my own and not having to depend on anyone! I've done it for 17 years, and I'm not going to stop now just because I'm learning about my heritage and suddenly people care for me. No! And I clearly saw those silver feathers on your sweater yesterday? You don't think I made the link?! I just don't understand as to how they aren't more black than black! I'm a disgrace. I'm an abomination to this whole cycle! Because of me, this whole world is going to suffer for a measly mistake my abomination of a mother thought would solve everything! I'm sick and tired of not being able to just live my life without having to look over my shoulder to make sure I can sleep well at night."

"Sky… I'm only holding on to your feathers to keep you safe. All of your feathers are with me. I'm the only one that has access to them!"

"The thing is: I don't believe you. I don't see as to why I should believe any of the things that have happened so far!"

"SKY!" She shouted. The room suddenly went bright and everything seemed luminescent. I had to squint to see her, a dark shape in the midst of all the light. I covered my eyes with my hand and peeked through my fingers. The light disappeared and Kokabiel was standing, panting as she stared at me. Her face was a light pink and her eyes were wide and blue. "You have no right to back down now. It is not your fault what has happened and it'll never be your fault. You are a result of a grave mistake, yes, but you can culture this and become what you want to be. I will not sit here and let you lecture me on what's fair and isn't. I've lived in this world much longer than you can even imagine and I am not about to let you throw all of our work away just because you 'are a disgrace'. Now you listen to me. You are going to fight this and you are going to win. You are going to put your mother back where she belongs and that is down in Hell." I blinked and stared at her in awe. My hands were shaking as she spoke to me. No one had ever spoken to me in that way.

My blood started to pump furiously in my veins and my heart was pounding in my chest. I looked down at my hands and saw the brightness of the blue glowing through my skin. I looked up at her worried. Tears streaked my face as I realized what was about to happen. I was going to go beserk again, just like the last time I had seen Patch. My demon was coming out… And all this energy… Oh, the sweet, sweet energy. It was like a drug, pulsing through my veins. The bright electric blue of it. All these thoughts were circling in my head, getting me on a high. So much excitement.

"But first things first, you're going to have to learn to control your Hellfire." My eyes snapped open as they had closed without me even realizing it.

Kokabiel was in front of me, one hand on my forehead, pushing my head back, and the other one on my shoulder, holding me in place. She stared straight into my eyes as though she were searching for my soul when suddenly, everything went black.

I awoke on the couch, a large blanket covering me. I rubbed my eyes and sat up. I came face to face with Kokabiel, sitting on the coffee table. Her eyes were soft and a small smile decorated her face. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail, making the black feather very visible.

"Are you going to listen to me now?" I swallowed with difficulty and nodded.

"Yes."

"Good. We'll get down to business once you get off that couch." She got up and headed for the backdoor. I watched her leave and lay back down on the couch. "That doesn't mean in an hour, it means now." I heard her voice carry out through the house. I quickly got up and hurried out the backdoor.

Alright. This was most definitely not what I had expected.

She had opened up the trapdoors on the side of the inn to reveal a very high-tech arena. The inn was clearly just a cover up. The walls were large sheets of glass from ceiling to floor and bright lights shone from every corner. One wall was completely covered in weaponry and the one across was storage for practicing with the weapons. She walked up to the storage and pulled open two large metallic doors, revealing sharp blades and arrows all glowing with a light tint of blue. It was like the one coursing through my veins. She held up an arrow head and looked me straight in the eye.

"Do you see this blue tint?" She asked. I nodded in response. "This blue tint is called Hellfire. It is what Demons use to be able to defeat the Angels. It is the only thing that can defeat the Angels." My mouth formed a tiny 'O'. "You are henceforth a weapon made to destroy the Angels. The Hellfire that is coursing through you is what gives you such power. Without it, you would be nothing… Since such an offspring wouldn't be able to survive in such a world."

"So how did I get this Hellfire to survive?"

"Armaros has developed a method to bring Hellfire to the surface and apply it to weapons. Hellfire is not simply one thing to put on a silver blade… Many more things have come down to this. More explaining I suppose since you have clearly not been filled in by Patch or Nora." I looked at her confused. "Sit down, sweetie." A chair appeared out of nowhere and I sat down. I wasn't going to think much of it… since I was talking to an Angel. No duh. That's totally normal. "Hellfire has been conceived for the use of Nephilim. They call it Devilcraft."

"I've heard of that before. So it isn't just a myth." She shook her head and leaned against a metal table. A few weapons of her choice were placed symmetrically on its surface.

"You are created from Demon and Angel power, but because that bond was forbidden, Armaros had to find a way to keep you alive. So she employed the witchcraft to keep you safe and out of trace. That's one of its properties. It keeps you hidden from people you don't want finding you."

"I've never protected myself before…"

"No, because Armaros was doing it for you, but sadly for her, once you met Patch, it was over. She had no more chance at hiding you. Many Angels have descended from the Heavens coming in search for you and despite you not being so subtle, they still haven't found you. Patch is very loyal to you and that's why he hasn't spilled any details. But he will eventually, as they all do. You see," She continued as she saw the look of confusion on my face "Patch is a Fallen and they never have a good reputation. They don't have the strength they once had as Angels and they tend to break a lot easier. With just enough force, the barrier in their minds can rupture and everything can be told from a simple touch. But you are a creature of myth and legend and you happen to be very hard to kill now that you are alive and almost eighteen. Once you hit your 18th birthday, killing you is going to become the Archangels main priority." My eyes wild and unsure where to look.

I was going to die.

And not by a natural cause of death, by the hands of angry murderous Archangels. I had to save my skin and be able to bring peace and balance to this whole mess. It shouldn't even have to be my duty since I had nothing to do with this war. It wasn't my fault. None of it was. I was merely a girl who was an orphan and changed families every once in a while because I became too much to handle. What were the odds of me coming to Coldwater and meeting Patch, that god-for-saken Fallen angel? I leaned forward and grabbed my head between my hands, rocking myself back and forth.

"I know this is a lot to handle, but you need to know everything to be able to fight them off when they'll come for you."

"Why are you helping me? I'm the spawn of Armaros, the woman and demon you despise. Why do you want to keep me alive?"

"Because you aren't meant to die at their hand! I can see the past, the present and the future. I may be the 'Star of God', but I also have the gift of sight. The future I see is all the possibilities that can occur in our lives. I've seen many realities and in none you die by their hand. I've seen many realities and in every one of them-" She stopped and looked at me. Her eyes were suddenly sad and I could have sworn I saw a glistening tear form in the corner of her eye.

"What? In every one of them what?" I sprung up to my feet and marched over to her. I grabbed her by the shoulders and shook her lightly. "What is it that you saw?!" I asked wildly. She placed a hand on my shoulder and covered her mouth, swallowing a sob. "Tell me…" I pleaded.

"I've seen many realities… And in every one of them… You die."

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