Return of the Angels
The battle had commenced. Those inside of the conference room were silently watching with hope tangled around their hearts. There was nothing left that could be done and Celine wanted to watch to see what would happen. Through watching the battle she would be able to determine the demons power, their capability of fighting, and seeing what they know. She wasn't sure how'd she see what they know, but all their battle strategies would become obvious to her as long as she paid attention to the way they moved, fought, defended and countered. There was nothing left for her to do until she was desperately needed.
"Celine, I'm going to prepare the infirmary for the injured," she turned her head so she could see Raphael standing with his men of both angels and humans.
She nodded at him. "If I need you, I'll contact you." He nodded and with the silent dismissal, he walked out the room with the others following behind.
"Girls," she said turning her attention to her three assistants. "Is there anything that requires your attention?"
"Doctor D wanted to see the three of us for something the moment we've finished up here," Moonbay stated in confirmation.
"Go to him," she gave with a voice of command and the three nodded and soon took their leave. "Gabriel, Michael, Apollyon, what about you?"
"I was going to check on those giving us the information in the date control room," Gabriel confirmed.
"I have the duty of checking the reserve fighters," Michael spoke.
"My business really should wait, but I really do need to check to see if Lucifer is still in his hell hold," Apollyon stated crossing his arms with a scowl appearing on his face.
"See to it," she told them and they nodded, each vanished in their own way. Gabriel and Michael disappeared through the door whereas Apollyon disappeared in flames. This told her he had returned to hell to see to that he was still within the gates of hell. "What about you father?" She looked at him as he was silent. "I know you need to check on the fallen watching those souls. I know you don't trust them after finding out one of them had gone behind your back without knowing."
"Are you sure you're going to be alright on your own?" he says, not convinced that he should leave her alone.
"I'll be fine. The base is securely guarded by angels, turrets and humans. None of the demons should be able to get through without them being detected."
He didn't look convinced. "I still don't trust this since he made an appearance…"
"He won't come, he's reserving his power for a more better cause." She turned her attention to the monitor. "This is just the beginning. He's aiming to weaken us before he sends out the real army. This is just a test and not just for me…for all of us."
"I hope you're right about the security of the base and I hope you're wrong about this being just a test." He closed his eyes and looked at his daughter with pained sapphire blue eyes. "I'll be back as quick as I can." He brought her into a deep embrace, stroking her head in console, although it was he who needed it more at the moment. "I just don't want to lose you, Celine."
"I know, father, just like I don't want to lose you or anyone else either."
They pulled apart and looked deeply into each other's eyes. "You really do look like her, you know," he said tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear. "Except the eyes, they came from me," he said with a small but chuffed laugh.
"Go, father, you're needed…" she said to him and he kissed her forehead. The moment he disappeared into darkness which soon dissolved and brightened the room, she mourned his disappearance. Tears stroked down her cheeks and she suffered alone in silence. Alone as she had wanted by dismissing them all to do their own jobs, but she couldn't ignore the presence in the room that could have flattened the others without a single thought. She wiped away her tears and sat like a leader full of pride.
"I know you're here so you can come on out," she spoke to the air, but she knew it was more than just air.
Lucifer appeared like mist, this time he sat on the table away from her. Instead of looking like a projection only there for talking, Celine knew he was the real deal. Something must have happened in hell for Apollyon to not have returned to kick him back inside the gates. She frowned at him and observed his white skin framed by his white hair and brightened by his red eyes. He was very muscular, just like all the other angels happened to be. Not one of them happened to be thin and lacking muscles. They were all tall, built like monsters, with cold harsh blue eyes that varied in colours. But not all of their eyes were blue though. Not all of them.
"I'm surprised that you're the only one who noticed I was actually here," he spoke, his red eyes gazing around the room, examining for something. He must have felt satisfied as he looked to her, his eyes quite contempt.
"What did you do to Apollyon?" she asks without taking her serious deep sapphire blue eyes off him.
"What makes you say I've done something to him?"
"He's not here," she stated, indicating that they were the only two in the room.
"Like I said, you're clever, a little too clever." He landed on the ground and started to walk towards her, but he hit something that stopped his progression. He smirks, impressed even more. "Far more clever than the other Seraphim… You actually place a shield around yourself from those that you do not trust. Did you trust my projection?"
"Why waste power against something that can't harm me?" she questioned.
"That is true enough, but who's to say that I couldn't have done something with my projection?"
"I know you could have, but I knew you wouldn't. You don't want to risk me exposing my power too soon in your little game."
Their eyes turned into a lockdown, trying to see who would be the first to break under the others harsh and intense gaze. Celine refused to back down and it must have been the same for Lucifer too. It was definitely true that he has the stubbornness of an angel. But being compared to an angel is nothing when he is now the enemy of them. The challenge within his eyes is completely different to the challenges she had to endure. His would be far worse than anything she's ever faced. He was the culprit behind her past's hardship. He was the reason that demon Rafael had wanted to kill her. It was all because of him that she had to force her life around to become the way she is now. But it was because of him that she was able to experience all the things she has experienced.
"You're a difficult one, Celine, even in trying to track you."
"I was never hiding," she said crossing her arms.
He chuckles. "I doubt you were. I can easily tell that someone like you would never run away from your enemies."
She smirks. "You sound as if you know me quite well."
"I'm one of your uncles, so it's no doubt that I do know a lot about you. I'm the only one who cared to keep an eye on you."
"I highly doubt you're the only one who cared. The others didn't know apart from my father."
"You think I'm bad, but you're father is by far the worst."
"Because he's the angel of death…? You can't buy me with that when I already know about my father's reasons behind what he does. He's neutral, he keeps the balance, but you break it."
"I see that you have a high disliking for me…"
"Damn right!" she stands up from her seat. "I have very good reasons to hate you, Uncle!"
"I'm sure you do," he looks behind him to the monitor. "Looks like you're friends are getting crushed."
"No they're not," she replied, smiling. "I have high hope for them and my love will keep them alive until the moment I die."
He looks back at her. "That can be arranged…" his voice was deadly and serious, almost as if he was actually going to do it.
But Celine knew different. "You wouldn't do that, like I said, it would ruin your game too quickly."
"Too true," he agreed. "But where do we go from here if we're not going to battle?"
"How about you return to hell where you belong?" she suggested with a powerful glare that made him actually seem to consider it.
But instead of seeming to take the hint and getting lost like she wanted, he chuckled and looked at her with a face of amusement and not resentment. "You know, out of all my family, I really like you. You never cease to amaze me." He moved forward, passing through her shield and grabbing her chin between his fingers. "Despite being my family, you're just very tempting to do anything to. You're far too innocent to be part of the family; you're too powerful, and mostly you appear to be from a different sort of angels than the rest of us."
"Maybe because I have more feelings, more heart and more soul than the rest of you?"
"You were born; you're not exactly like any of us at all. That's why we're all willing to do whatever we want with you. It's because you were born an angel instead of created to be the perfect creation. Instead you were born the perfect creation." He seemed to scowl at her for the exact same reason. "That's why I want to kill you personally."
"You only want to see what abilities I have since I'm different," she said a little bit too hatefully on the word 'differently'.
"You didn't want to be different, did you?" he says, noticing the way she sounded the word differently to the rest.
"It's really not that difficult to notice you know." She narrowed her eyes at him.
He in turn narrowed his eyes at her. "For now, I'll be waiting out there, ready for my moment to fight you."
Without a word from Celine, he vanished like mist; just the same way his projection had disappeared. She frowned at where he had stood. She touched her face from where his fingers had grabbed her. How had he gotten through her shield so easily? He must be more powerful than she had originally thought, possibly more powerful than she is. He resented her because she was different, because she was born instead of created. Possibly she had more abilities that he has, more that would make her more powerful. She didn't know what exact abilities she had herself, but she'll soon discover them. She wasn't sure if she was looking forward to finding out what her abilities were, but she'll have to get used them soon.