Chapter 11: A Spiritual Being

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Quote for the Week: "Ariel, powerful protector of creation. Please help me to do my part in taking care of the natural world that God has created. Guide me please to treat and love it, and all its beings and inhabitants as well. Motivate me to conserve our Earth's natural resources. Empower me please to be a healing force on Earth."

-The Archangel Ariel's Prayer

Without further ado, chapter 12 of A Demon's Angel

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Third Person

All of the Phantomhive Household and the Undertaker stood in Ariel's room as they stared at the deathly pale young woman that simply lay in her bed without moving.

"Bard, Finni, Mey-Rin, I want all of you getting back to work," Ciel ordered, never taking his eyes off his sister. "Ariel will be most displeased that she is the reason that you neglected your duties." Three sad nods were sent to their master before they slipped out of the room to at least attempt to do thier jobs. "Do any of you feel anthing yet?"

"No, Master," Sebastain replied with an empty voice. "It is still the same. I can feel her life force in her, but I cannot feel or hear any thoughts."

"She is most likely in a coma," Undertaker told Ciel. "She did lose a lot of blood." The tension in the room was thick as the three men waited for thier important person to awake. It seemed like hours before Ariel seemed to glow then she began to scream bloody murder.

"What's happening?" Ciel demanded as he watched his sister try in vain to lay her body on her stomach. With Undertaker being the closest to her, he easily flipped her on her stomach to see that two bumps were pressing against the skin of her back.

"Someone get a knife," he exclaimed. "Her wings are growing in and it will be easier if we cut her skin so the wings will come out easier." Sebastian was quick to pull out a dagger from his tailcoat and pass it to the Undertaker. "Alright, Earl, Mr. Butler, I need you both to hold her down while I do this. If she moves too much she will bleed to death." Ciel stood on her right while Sebastian on her left so that they could hold down the thrashing woman. With a steady hand the Undertaker cut two slits into her back where the stumps were and a magnificent pair of pure white wings stained red with her blood quickly escaped through the holes. Once the wings were out the two let go of Ariel only for her to float into the air as a brighter glow came from beneath her skin that outlined every curve and dip of her body. Slowly a pure white dress appeared on her form that had a turtle neck, a diamond cut at her cleaveage, and a slit on the right side that started at her hip with two strips hanging losely from the top of the slit. A sheer silver shawl then followed to settle neatly across her shoulders then silver light shone brightly to form two sets of anklets. The final touch on her transformation was that her plae skin glowed softly white in the moonlight while enverything else glowed silver. However, when she opened her eyes, saphire pools remained the same.

"Ariel," Ciel questioned in awe at his younger sister.

"Ciel," she smiled softly. "Sebastian, Undertaker.I told you all that I would be fine after some rest." Relieved chuckles escaped from Ciel and the Undertaker while Sebastian looked pleasantly shocked at his mate's so called "resurection."

Ariel

Pheobus was the first one to pull me into a hug, but he was also mindful of my new wings.

Oh Ariel, I am so relieved. I should have just followed you when you left. I-

I'm fine Pheobus. I'm more alive and well than I was before. At least now I have more ways of protecting myself.

How? he asked just as I heard a growl in the other connection I had in my mind.

I should let Sebastian hug me so that he can calm down.

Did your brother not tell you?

Tell me what?

He ordered Mr. Butler not to touch you or talk to you unless it was from a butler to his mistress. Shock registered in my mind before I switched from my conversation with Pheobus to one with Sebastian with words coming to mind without a thought.

Sebastain, I lift my brother's order about not touching me or talking to me. As soon as those words went from my mind to Sebastian's, I was quickly snatched away from Pheobus to be held in Sebastian's arms.

Mate safe, I caught from his side. Wow, it must have been truly traumatizing if it reduced smooth talking Sebastian into speaking in simple words. While he held me, his nose buried itself into my hair to sniff my scent greedily.

"Sebastian," Ciel began in an angry voice. "I thought I ordered you-,"

"I lifted the order Ciel," I informed him.

"You what?!"

"I lifted the order," I repeated. "Demons do not do well when they are kept away from thier mates like that." Don't even ask me how I knew that.

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Sorry about the short chapter, but it as all I could type up with the time I had. If you have any questions or comments about the story, leave me a review and I will address it in the next chapter. Remember, reviews are magic!

-WhiteWolf