Return of the Angels
The way had been too easy; she clearly clarified it to herself over and over. She kept glancing at Raven, as if he weren't the real thing. He should have planned out an escape route and performed it already. Why the hell was he waiting? What was he waiting for? She stood beside the others who clearly were satisfied with her work, but they were oblivious to the danger. Something was wrong! She kept looking at Raven, who in turn, after being bound by the Guardian Force soldiers, looked back at her with a smirk present. A smirk that informed her of the threats and plans he had in mind. She couldn't voice a warning to the others, despite knowing what she is; they would still think she's gone crazy. They wouldn't believe her that something was definitely on Raven's mind. They took him inside, most likely to their best holding cell that they have. She knew that they shouldn't have reserved that cell for him, but there was no one else as crazy, evil and destructive as him. Besides the people she's going to personally take out herself, but they don't count in this equation.
She took no prisoners!
The others were extremely pleased, congratulating each other. She saw no reason to do that when she and Storm were the ones to have done all the work. She closed her eyes and allowed it to pass. She didn't need to make arguments with her friends, especially when she might need them at some point. She mentally shook her head. No, she didn't need them. She didn't want to involve them, just like she didn't want to involve Storm into this. But is there really any point in trying to argue with the stubborn silver haired girl? Her whole group would do the same. They wouldn't back down, especially when they know that the next lot would be more powerful than Rafael. Thinking of his name sent shivers coursing through her body. She shouldn't be thinking about him, he's long gone. No need to worry on the past, but she was sure the other demons wouldn't allow it to slide. Maybe he had family amongst the demon kind. She doubted! They cared little for family, just fear, terror, torment and revolting horrendous pain.
"I'm going to go rest." She spoke and without waiting to hear any responses, even if she wasn't heard, she walked away.
She walked through the building, feeling the cool breeze that wafted through the place. She cared little on it and she focused on her own space. She needed it; she needed to escape humanity for a while. She sought her room and entered her haven. It was her piece of heaven, her only home place; a place where she belonged even with humanity on the other side of the door. She collapsed onto of the bed, feeling the softness of the mattress beneath her. She hadn't felt such softness in ages and although it wasn't that comfortable, to her, it was the most comfortable thing to her. The grinding sandy ground beneath irritated her skin as it rubbed far too much. She couldn't sleep all through the nights, so she was cranky, especially from sleep deprivation.
She placed a hand over her head, her chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm. Three growls accompanied the steady breathing, the silence not eternal, but the protectiveness was there. She turned her head to gaze into the eyes of the three organoids, minus one who was with Storm. Emerald, yellow and blue eyes greeted her back with their own acknowledgement. She understood their language, understood their growls, all because she was born differently. She created the emerald eyed organoid; it was why she understood that particular organoid more than the rest. The only reason Shadow was staying with her and not in a cell, it was because no matter what he trusted her and he came when she called for him. Raven went wide eyed at that, but Shadow wasn't betraying him, Celine was protecting the organoid.
"Hush, my sweets…" she spoke gently towards them. She reached out her hand towards them, all at once they gathered around her, their noses touching her hand. All of them treated each other equally, but Mai was the most important to her. She was, after all, the very organoid she had created by her very own hands.
She took her hand back and placed it on her stomach, looking up towards the ceiling. She couldn't warn anybody, she couldn't do anything but wait. Demons are usually her targets, but none of them appeared on the planet yet, and the humans? Yeah the only threat was already in prison. There's not going to be much activity for a while now. It was much better when she was roaming free. At least she could travel and discover things, even help people out when they needed it. Here, she could do nothing but rest and build up strength. Besides, there are things that need to be done here with Herald. She sighed, but she really ought to take up that rest she promised herself earlier.
She closed her eyes, releasing a breath to deliver that so desperately wanted sleep to her overtired body. The organoids settled themselves onto the ground, feeling comfortable and cosy with being near her; they curled their tails around themselves and closed off their eyes, but opened their senses completely. Her breathing steadied to the right level of being surrounded by the darkness of sleep. Mai raised her head to check on her to see that she lay completely still. She stood from the covers, glancing down at the form of her best friend, her creator and her master. She was peaceful and looked absolutely lovely with that golden hair framing her like a golden halo. Mai loved her, it didn't matter on her appearance or if she was the weakest of all people, she loved her. She brought her to life, she gave her existed, she was practically her mother in all care. She would protect her till the ends of the earth if needed. There was nothing going to threaten Celine in any way possible. That was the oath she swore when she first breathed life.
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Raven lay upon the bed that was chained to the wall. It had no legs and only a metal surface with a cover. Plans were swirling in his head. He had taken pleasure to see the panicked look on that golden blonde haired female's face. Had she suspected something? He was certain she had. She appeared more intelligent than the rest of the Guardian Force. But the way his organoid obeyed her when she called him… that damn organoid betrayed him. He grinded his teeth together, trying to contemplate on what on earth is going on with that organoid of his. He lay with his back towards the prison cell's bars, his eyes staring into the wall that had a window just above him. He didn't even look outside of it, he already knew it would be the base and outside that, the desert.
The girl, he thought, was smarter than he could have imagined, possibly too smart that she would be able to stop him if he managed to escape the confines of the cell and the base. For some reason, she had also known where he was hiding, and that was something he really wanted to find out. How had she been able to even know that he was still in existence? Duh! She saved his life from that thing she had destroyed back in the desert when he first saw her. Her stupid claims, back in that house where he had bedded a demon possessing a female, of actually knowing him made him want to force all the information out of her. He wanted so badly to show her who was boss and just to be satisfied by seeing her squirm by his own hands.
But for now, he could dream and plan it, but he mainly wondered what was going through her head. There must be a ton of things going through that head of hers. If she was as smart as he makes her out to be, then he was expecting there to be a hell of a lot of things going through her head. He turned onto his back and gazed hard at the dark ceiling. No matter the light down here in the prison, it would never illuminate the cell's ceilings. Should he even worry about her thoughts or seeing the ceiling and not in the darkness? No, he should actually be worrying about the situation that he was in. Even if he happened to already plan on how to escape, could he actually do it with the odds against him? A bloody blonde haired female had captured him so easily, and without having put any effort in it either.
He closed his eyes, could he get anymore pathetic lately? He's supposed to be this badass bad guy trying to get revenge at Van Flyheight and he gets his butt kicked by a girl? Now he wished more than anything to kick that girls butt and show her who is boss. When he gets out of this damn cell then he was definitely going to kick her butt before Van. But was kicking her butt more important than kicking Van's? His revenge of three years might be more important. He decided against that. His pride overtook him, a male he could handle a bit better at kicking his butt, but a female? Definitely not! That was definitely something that he could not handle, not for a long time to come.