Return of the Angels

The morning broke through the horizon, but Celine was already up, watching as it rose. She woke as the sky had begun to lighten, stars fading and lighting bringing day to the land. The sands would heat up from the intense sun but the winds would shift and bring coolness. She had viewed the human's world all of her life, until three years ago she discovered the truth about herself. Her sapphire eyes were looking outside of the atmosphere, deep into space, where not too far away from planet Zi, the demons waited for the perfect moment to strike down like meteorites. They would bring death to all living existence on this planet, and that was the reason why the other angels had come here. They were to assist Celine in the war and to obey her as she is the leading angel.

With everything finally turning into a clear picture, Celine was becoming more and more confident that they will win the war against the demons. Angels and humans were coexisting peacefully beside each other, helping one another to prepare for this battle. Those that were not used to a mass killing, the angels were dealing with them, hardening them up for battle, showing them pictures and doing everything they could so that they wouldn't freeze at the most crucial moments. For the rest, it was just making them stronger so that they were at a level where others wouldn't be worrisome about them. That would mainly point at Celine as she is the one that cares mostly about the humans' lives. Angels, she cared for too, but not as deeply as the humans.

She grew around humans, known herself to be one until a few years ago where an accident occurred, so it was no wonder why she held them more deeply in her heart than the angels in which she originates from.

"You're not the only one who wishes to not do this," came the voice from the side of her. It wasn't her father. That she was sure of. It was a deeper voice, one just as serious, one that had his own share of wars in his time.

"Uncle Apollyon," she greeted without turning to face him. Accepting her family as if she knew them all her life, she was still very unsure if she should get close to them or not. She was mysterious to the humans, but her family, all the angels, were a mystery to her. She was one of them and she even mystified herself. Then there was the one question that would have to be answered right at the end of the battle, if they survive it.

Would she stay with the humans, or would she return with the angels?

"It doesn't matter how many times we fight them in the end, what matters are the lives that are saved from the battle."

"I know, uncle," she replies, closing her eyes and allowing the breeze to travel through her hair and behind her. She opens her eyes again to see dawn's burning sky. "But we need to win this battle, for more than just saving the humans."

"For our deceased one's justice," he spoke, not questioning it, but knowing what else that she was going to add to that list. He placed a large man hand on the top of her head. "You definitely think like an angel, Celine. But careful not to let yourself become too personal in this battle. It'll affect you in the wrong way."

He walked away before she could ask what he meant. Apollyon was a difficult uncle to begin to understand, but he meant well. She could understand that he was definitely not used to having family contact or being an uncle, considering she is the first to be born. He loved her, but with his job it was hard to hold love in his heart when he needed no emotions to fight and keep Lucifer in his personalized hell. She felt no anger towards him, felt no sorrow, nothing, just happiness that he had the chance to come here to be beside her in the short time that he could. Soon he would have to return to hell, to check to see that Lucifer still remained bound to hell.

She looked up out into space again, practically seeing those demon meteorites haunting the planet. Her eyes narrowed. The quicker the battle was done with the better, but not everyone was ready for it. Just a little more time, she'd keep telling herself. She'll be fully prepared soon and so would the rest of the two armies that were ready to back her up. She was the leader of both of the armies and until she was personally attacked by the opposite, she would not go on the front lines. She made that promise clear to everyone, she vowed to steer clear from the battle until it came to the base of the Guardian Force. Until then, she would remain on the watchers bench, getting angry and frustrated as she watches the fight go on.

"Your personal assistants are ready and waiting for your command, Celine," she turned to face the silver haired blue eyed female. Imperial soldier once before, now a Guardian Force soldier! Formally recognized as Rain Showers but now her alias is Storm. A very good friend from years back, but not as far back of a history like hers with Fiona. Back then, she knew Rafael too. With that resolved between the two, they got along harmoniously, becoming closer and closer friends like nothing before. But Storm would always be closer to her heart as they shared all kinds of times together.

Moonbay and Fiona were standing behind her, smiles on their faces. These were her three assistants; she ordered it to be so. They were not her bodyguards like May and Ray had been once before. No, now those two were being the security of all of the prisons, a job in which they would be perfect for, just like assassinations. Her bodyguards were others, angels, her father and three of her uncle's. Apollyon, Michael and Gabriel were the selected uncles that were going to be protecting her. She didn't mind the choice, what she did mind is being a caged animal that is unable to do anything but watch uselessly.

"I'm going down to the prisons," she says walking past them. "You're welcome to tag along if you wish, but we'll be picking someone up along the way."

"Fine by me," Storm says happily and runs off after her. Fiona and Moonbay just continue smiling and follow.

They were happy she was back with them, really happy, but they hadn't had a chance to speak to her like they had before. Maybe it was because she was the leader of two different species that she was too busy to have any social time. Or it might be because she doesn't want to talk to them. No, if Celine had a problem with someone, she was quite happy to make it known that she had a problem with them. Celine did not have a problem with anyone. She wasn't a quiet person like that, unless it was something too important to speak about, or if she was far too embarrassed.

"Celine," Moonbay spoke up, but regretted it, although she had her undivided attention. They stood there; loitering in the hall, with her knowing sapphire blue eyes waiting patiently for her to speak. "Sorry, it's nothing…never mind."

"I understand that you need to speak about something, Moonbay. I've known for a long time, but I was waiting for you to approach me instead of me approaching you."

"I'm sorry, it's…its really stupid," she said trying to turn the subject away, but Celine was not easy to shake off.

"You and I both know that it is important to you."

"It's not nearly as important as attending meetings as a leader for two different species." Something within Moonbay's voice immediately made Celine smile a knowing smile. She now knew what had been plaguing her friend's mind. Moonbay had hated it that she had no time to spend with them, to be friends and socialize together. She hated it that there was a war coming along and that none of them were really close friends like how she had hoped them to be.

"Moonbay, listen to me. Other than my meetings which happens four times a week, and with checking the training schedules and all the other things between human and angels, I do have time to spare with my friends if they need me." Celine tells her with sadness within her eyes. She had hated having to ignore her friend's feelings as she tried to protect the world.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have lost it like that," she looked down at the ground, as if guilty.

"Don't apologize, Moonbay. We're friends; we shouldn't need to be feeling guilty if we tell each other how we feel. Even if you're completely annoyed and pissed at me, I don't care as long as you tell me."

Moonbay nodded.

"What about you Fiona, anything you need to get off your chest?" she asks.

"You know, it really does help," Storm says as she chews an apple that appeared out of nowhere. "I've shouted at her, cursed at her, and said all these things and she just sat down with a calm and smiling expression as she waited my ranting out. Well this was like three years ago when she suddenly appeared after we all thought her dead from that explosion."

Fiona looked at little puzzled. "Where'd you get the apple from?"

Everyone laughs. "Don't worry about it, Fiona…" Celine said still trying to hold her laughter.