Return of the Angels
The atmosphere had suddenly shifted violently, but all were so oblivious to it, it was like they didn't care if something happened to them. Celine remained still against the wall, but the power that was escaping her was not. Her eyes dropped closed, as if sleep had captured her and dragged her down. Chaos was too busy fighting at the ones who were attacking him, and Raziel was too busy torturing Marie that he didn't know what he had just done the moment that Celine heard her scream penetrate through to her.
Marie's screams carried on through to her, echoing as if they were in a dark cave. It stroked through Celine's being, playing and heightening that flame within. Anger boomed from it like a wave, threatening to collapse the whole place down to rubble just to make that girl's voice to stop screaming so painfully. Still no one paid attention, even if that flame was flaring up around her body, threatening to go up in flames. It wasn't a harmful flame to Celine, but to others, it was just like any other flame that would eat away at the flesh until there was nothing left. This flame could not be put out, besides from the hand of its castor.
Her eyes opened, revealing those deep menacing purple eyes from way back. This time they were slightly different as they had an even darker purple swirling amongst the rest of the purple. She first moved her arms, seeing if they were working in her control again. She lifted her hands to her face and flexed her fingers, watching as they moved nicely to her control. She stretched all her limbs as much as possible before she stood up, her hair moving around her in an invisible wind generated by her own power.
She first looked at Chaos and her newly found purples eyes narrowed at what she was seeing. She immediately recognized that the guys attacking him were fallen, although she didn't know Chaos, she was able to read his name out of his head as that was his information was stored. She walked over, discovering herself to be barefooted again, feeling the stone against her feet. Although the floor was cold to the touch, anger warmth the air and her body, so she could only feel warmth whenever she walked. She reached Chaos, acknowledging him as an ally without him knowing that she was even there. She looked at the enemy, glared at them and when she took one more step, they were flung away as if they had hit her shield that repelled them so powerfully.
Chaos stopped attacking in mid-attack, his blade poised in the air. He brought his leg in, lowered his arm, but suddenly remembered that there was someone else with him. He quickly turned around and those dark eyes of his looked at her. He was a fallen too, but not like the ones he had been fighting. His eyes widened as he saw her purple eyed in front of him. Those eyes were so dark with anger that he thought he could see flames within them. Her face was not sneered up in anger at him, no anger within her eyes was directed at him, and so he knew that she viewed him as an ally.
She looked away from him, those eyes turning their attention onto something or someone else. His dark eyes swept across the room until he landed on Raziel who still tortured the young girl. Now he knew where her attention had transferred to. He looked at Celine, her face was a mask, viewing nothing but her eyes were the windows to her soul. The windows to her feelings, and he could easily see that her anger was directed at the man. He looked back at Raziel and instantly knew what she planned on doing.
She was going to do exactly what Raziel was doing to Marie.
She was going to torture the bastard to death!
"If I were you, Raziel, I'd quit now," Chaos speaks up, his voice echoing in the room. He walks over with Celine at some distance from his side. Clearly she viewed him as no threat if she felt comfortable to stand at that distance from him.
Raziel turned around after he had stopped himself from stomping down at Marie. He glared darkly at Chaos, looked behind him and saw his men completely destroyed on the other side of the room. Doubt cloaked his blazing blue eyes and he turned back to Chaos, only to manage seeing Celine in the corner of his eyes. He looked over at her, those purple eyes focused intently on him with such anger that he had never seen such a high level of it before. He could see the dark purple moving within her eyes, like water, only purple.
Chaos crossed his arms, a smirk tugging at his lips. "You are seriously screwed, man." Raziel looked at him harshly.
"What did you do to her?" he said, pointing at Celine.
"You mean what you did to her?" Chaos replies, his smirk faltering for how he was being blamed for what Celine was now.
"I've done absolutely nothing…" he begins and a sweat drop appeared at the side of his head when Celine stepped towards him.
"I can list a few things that you've done wrong, Raziel," she speaks in her normal melodic voice. Chaos found it very gentle, relaxing and angelic to listen to. But of course, it was just as deadly, like a siren. She was not in the mood to be any of those three things he listed. She was pissed and she wanted blood spilt. Raziel's blood mainly. "Two weeks ago you and that thing raped me, you've not only tortured Marie once, but twice, and you dare make her scream that you made me result to this."
"Result to what? Only your eyes have changed…"
"More than that, Raziel… Far more than that!" she replies, eyes narrowing to a point her pupils looked like they were slits. Suddenly a smirk crossing over on her face and she shook her head in disbelief. "Actually, if you hadn't done that, Raziel, I would have never gotten like this." She lifted up a hand that suddenly blazed white, tinged blue. "I would have never have been gained my wings."
Raziel laughs, in such disbelief that it was clearly obvious. "You've not gained your wings," he says wiping his eyes that had leaked water. She frowns at him. "If you had, they'd be out."
"Perhaps you don't deserve to see them," she says and takes another step towards him. He towered her by a few inches, but that didn't stop her from being intimidating to him. Chaos took a step back, knowing his place before this angel, although she wasn't facing him. Raziel reaches out to touch her but a millimetre from her body he was zapped and it stung so badly he retracted and took a few steps back. She titled her head to a side. "Is that it? You're just going to try and reach out to grab me?" he looks at her. "You really think I'll just go back to being that useless cowardly puppet I was before?"
His mouth opened and then closed.
"You've changed me, Raziel. I'm far stronger than before and I'm no longer how I used to be." She pushed him, hard and he was sent flying into the wall near Marie. "That is just a small sample of my strength, Raziel," she said narrowing her eyes. She looked back at Chaos and pointed to Marie and he understood the message and picked her up to carry her away from what was happening. She looked back at the fallen who raped her. "I'd love to torture you to death like how you threatened Marie, but I've got far more important things to do." She moved up to him and placed a hand to his chest. "Goodbye, Raziel," she says looking into his eyes and the flame from within her crawled along her up and over him, burning him from the flesh to his bones and from there, destroying his organs so that everything of him was flamed and ash.
She looked down at the fallen's ash. She didn't care. He was evil and needed to be exterminated.
"Celine!" a female cried out. She turned to see Marie only a blur as she wrapped her arms around her neck. Chaos had healed her, as confirmed by him as he nodded. "I'm so glad you're okay," she said crying and sniffling. "I got so worried… I tried to break the bonds that bound me and tried to get to you, but I couldn't. I tried so hard, I really did, but I couldn't get to you." She pulled away, her tears still crawling down her face.
Celine wiped away her tears, her purple eyes focusing to see if there was any permanent physical damage. Marie was gazing into her eyes, wide eyed herself at what she was seeing.
"Celine…y-you're eyes… They're purple!"
Celine looked up into her brown eyes. "I know," she replies calmly. A small smile graced her lips. "But it is okay, I'm sure this is just something that goes with my power as an angel." There was no need to hide it any longer. She knew her name and she already knew she was an angel as she had told her, faking she was not Celine at the time. Celine's smile faltered as she knew that it had hurt the girl for her lies. "I'm sorry for not telling you…"
Marie shook her head, dismissing her apology. "I know why you did it; you don't need to explain to me."
Celine looked at her with those purples eyes swirling. "What do you mean?"
"Well you were thinking about me, weren't you? That I'd lose hope if I found out you were Celine because you were captured by these guys."
Celine nodded, understanding where she was going with it. What was the point in lying when the girl already knew? There was no chance in avoiding things no longer, not when people were already beginning to understand the way she thinks. Was she so predictable or just careless? Either way it no longer mattered. The more people that know about her, the better, well she thinks at least. Fighting this war would be beneficial to the humans if they were involved in it as well. And that was what had happened; they were now involved and would have to fight beside the angels.
"Let's leave this place, Marie. It's giving me the creeps…" she looks around the room and over to Raziel's ashes. They would remain there for all time, with no wind or anything else being able to move it away. It would be as if his soul remains with his remains. She could feel the haunting presence as if he was still there, but she knew it not to be true. If she could see souls, she couldn't see his. Did the fallen even have souls to begin with? She didn't know but she didn't want to find out either.
With Chaos following behind, they walked out of the place, no longer fearing if anyone was going to stop them. Celine's eyes remained purple until they stepped out into the sun. Those dark sapphire depths shone through and Marie smiled blissfully when she saw them. Chaos seemed to have become relieved as his shoulders no longer looked bunched up with stress.