Return of the Angels

"Sin! Make me some dinner!" Zariel shouted through the cave. Something flew out from behind a rock and hit him squarely in the head. "Ouch you bitch that hurt!"

"It was supposed to!" she called back.

"When are the others getting here?"

"Not yet!"

"What are they doing?"

"You ask a lot of questions," she said as she came around the rock with two plates of food. "Next time you command me to make your food I'm going to kill you."

"Well that was bloody quick," he practically snatched the plate from her hand and dug into the food.

She sat down next to him and she ate ladylike. "Not quick enough for you," she muttered.

"This is pathetic," he said putting down the empty plate, unaware of her words. "Why the hell did we have to get a human body? Now we're troubled with having to eat in order to survive."

"To be inconspicuous," she replied still eating.

"Big word for you ain't it?"

"I'm using the exact same words that were told to me before coming here. It's an order and you best keep to obeying it," she warned.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever…" he sprawled out on his back. "Why'd you come here and not stay with the others?"

She sighed and put the plate down. "Someone's got to keep an eye on you." He could hear the obvious lie in her voice but he didn't pressurize her. He kept his eyes on the ceiling, his mouth shut in silence and his mind wondering into a thousand questions. She must have hated the obvious silence as she broke it. "What's she like?"

"Should have stayed with the others to find out yourself." He felt her glaring at him. He turned over so his back was to her. "Everything that we've been told to expect…"

"That really isn't giving me an image."

"Her hair's golden blonde, so bright that in the sunlight it threatens to go white. Her eyes are a deep sapphire blue and the depth relates to the ocean's abyss." She could hear the smile in his voice. "She's a furious being, beautiful, everything we were told to expect and more. But she doesn't know that she's the last…"

"What?" surprise coated her voice. "How does she not know?"

"Perhaps her ancestor's spirits didn't tell her."

"What great help they were!" she said sarcastically. "We should let the others know…"

"Do you know where they are?"

"No…" she lost hope but then it surged back up. "We could go look for them… We should go right now."

He turned to face her. "And look where?" he countered.

"They're evaluating her right now, so if we find out where she is we can find them."

"Nice knowing where they are," he said glaring at her.

"If you're not even going to help us, then don't bother." She stood up, glaring down at him.

"I never said I wouldn't." He grounded his anger.

"Then stop being such an asshole!" she fumed.

He angrily jumped to his feet. "Then you stop being such a bitch and skipping out details."

Whilst they argued they failed to notice that someone had landed on a rock and sat down, watching them with dark eyes. An arm leaned on a knee; his body was stiff as if expecting a fight. A sword hilt was poking out from between his shoulder blades. He was not amused as he watched, his mouth was turned into a straight line and dissatisfaction was clearly sparking in his eyes. His dark hair piled down his face and at the back of his neck, his hands twitched to grab his sword, but he stomped down the need to fight.

"You're both very disappointing," he ground out in his deep voice.

They spun in surprise to face him.

"Shade!" Sin exclaimed in surprise.

"Aren't you supposed to be somewhere, brother?" Zariel said in disgust, crossing his arms.

"Wasn't you supposed to have stayed inconspicuous, brother?" he said in the same amount of disgust.

"What happened, Shade?" Sin asked, hating to see them fight.

"It would have been nice to have been informed that she doesn't know she's the last." He said with a dangerous growl.

"I hadn't known until Zariel told me!"

"Mission failed, brother?" Zariel said with a smirk.

He jumped off the rock and flexed his shoulders. "Did you purposely jeopardize the mission, Zariel?" he said stalking over to him.

"Shade!" Sin said, getting in front of him to stop him from getting any closer. But he just pushed her out of the way.

"No response, Zariel?" he taunted. "You're a cocky bastard, come on, say something."

"Why don't you listen to yourself and you'll see that you're the cocky fucker."

"Least I don't lose control to lust!" he spat out.

"Least I don't lose it to anger!" Zariel spat out.

They went for each other, aiming to get a punch in, but something got in the way and with a quick and powerful push to their chests, they were sent back, flying over the ground until they hit a large rock. Sin slowly climbed to her feet, gazing at the damage from where the two had hit. She swallowed her nerves and faced the one who had intervened. He had golden blonde hair that flowed to his shoulders with bright blue eyes peering out at nothing. A sword was strapped to his back, waiting release. He was bulged in muscles, his fists clenched and his eyes swept over to the places where the two males had hit.

"What are you doing Michael?" Shade spat out as his strides were driven by power and anger as he made it over to him.

"I'd like to know what you are doing, Shade." He responded calmly as he looked into his eyes. His arm went out and his hand stopped in the middle of Zariel's chest as he had tried to approach Shade to strike him. He turned to look at Zariel. "You too, Zariel."

"We were doing nothing!" he said and turned away from looking at Michael. His eyes looked at Sin who stood there, shivering from fear. Her eyes were wide as she looked at Michael. It was obvious she knew him and his power, and she was willing to not cross it.

"It looked like a fight to me."

"That girl doesn't know she's the last." Shade told him with gritted teeth.

"I know," Michael responded calmly. He lowered his hand and carefully watched the two as they exchanged an angry look at each other.

"You know?" Shade sputtered out. "What do you mean you know?"

Michael turned to look at him. "That is why Azrael has nominated himself to speak with her alone."

"Azrael… you mean the Azrael?" Michael looked at him sternly. "You left him on his own?"

"He is not alone," he said narrowing his eyes. "He has those in the shadows to protect him."

"Michael, are you one of the fifteen sent?"

He turned to face Zariel. "Yes. I presume Sin has told you?" Zariel nodded and Michael looked at Sin. "What else has she told you?"

"Nothing else…"

"For Sin's sake, it had best be just that. Sin knows that she had no obligation to tell you anything." He advanced in her. Zariel stood in the way. "If you are implying that I would have done something to her…"

"I am not implying that at all, Michael. I merely wish for you to leave her out of this."

"What's the matter, little brother? You're scared for your girlfriend?" Shade said grinning.

Someone tall, dark and handsome smacked Shade on his head as he passed to stand by Michael's side. Shade rubbed the back of his head and looked at his insulter. He was an imposing man with black hair and deep dark eyes. He had muscles larger than Michael's, he was taller than Michael, and his sword hung on his back with the hilt between his shoulder blades. Another of the fifteen! He glanced at Shade with dark imposing blue eyes that flashed him a warning before he turned to Michael, grabbed his arm and spoke in his ear before he released him.

"For now, we'll let her be, Zariel. I shall speak with her about breaking a direct order." Michael told him.