Chapter 6
I am super sorry for being a procrastinator but... Yeah I got nothing XD
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Stay Awesome!
*Yes, I took this from supernatural ;)
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Felix twitched impatiently in his seat, causing Toris to frown disapprovingly.
"Would you chill out?" he snapped. Felix had been fidgeting like this all morning, he never got a clear explanation for it. They were sat in their favourite Café downtown, usually Felix was completely relaxed here.
""I cant Toris! He's alive!" breathed Felix reverently.
"Who's alive Felix?" asked Toris frustrated.
"Arthur." said Felix dreamily.
"Who?" said Toris confusedly.
Felix sobered in realisation.
"I've never like, gone into detail about my Angel friends huh? Sorry about that Toris but like, I thought they were dead. I was mourning them" said Felix quietly, bowing his head and his green eyes darkening, becoming hazy.
"It's fine Felix, I just- I just want you to be sure before you get too excited" said Toris worriedly. Felix always got like this whenever his past was mentioned.
"You don't get it Toris... I can feel him."
"Err yeah, what does that even mean?"
Felix sighed exasperatedly.
"His Grace Toris! I can feel his Grace*!"
"..." Silence greeted Felix's fervid explanation.
"Oh my God! Do you like, know anything Toris? Grace is the energy given to us by God that makes us Angels- well, Nephillim. It's like, ugh an intangible concept for humans, I don't know why I expected you to understand." sulked Felix.
"So, this Grace... It's important?" asked Toris carefully.
"It's EVERYTHING. Without my Grace, I'm nothing." whispered Felix.
"Can Grace be replicated or like, faked or whatever?" asked Toris, wishing he knew more.
"Impossible. Grace is Grace, it's unmistakable" swore Felix.
"Fine, you want to find it?" relented Toris.
Felix's eyes lit up at the prospect.
"Yeah! I'm going to try to trace it, luckily for me Arthur's Grace is pretty distinctive." chuckled Felix, closing his eyes and relaxing completely.
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Elizabeta burst through the door and nobody even bothered to look up, they were used to the dramatic antics of the various species that came to the Café. Her gaze found the two immediately, she looked Felix over appraisingly before striding over.
"What the hell" she snorted, collapsing into the free chair.
"He's trying to find Arthur-"
"Shhh!" hissed Eliza, clamping her hand over his mouth.
"Do you have any idea what could happen if the other Nephillim knew he was alive?" she whispered harshly.
"What Nephillim?" asked Toris.
Elizabeta jerked her head in the direction of a table not too far away. A Chinese man and a tanned lady sat with an Australian and a blonde with a dazed appearance.
"Arthur's old squadron from the war, they know he's here too" said Elizabeta quietly.
"...How did you know who he was?"
"He's friends with Roderich and Gilbert, gave me an earful about playing with them, Nephillim have such high standards" she chuckled. Well, what did they expect? She was a succubus after all.
"Oh" Toris replied awkwardly.
Felix's eyes snapped open and he grinned gleefully.
"I found him~ Oh and it appears he's a vampire now" chuckled Felix.
"Ahhh, no wonder he didn't come back then" said Eliza sympathetically.
"Why?" blinked Toris.
"Pride" said Feliix softly.
The silence was broken by Felix's excited squeal. Everybody winced, he was so loud!
"Oh my god! If Arthur's alive, then so is Alana!" he beamed and caused Eliza to grin rather wolfishly.
"Uh-oh" sighed Toris; he knew that look.
"I get my dolly back" sniggered Eliza.
"Alana lets Liza dress her up, she's too polite to refuse... Actually, I used to do the same to Arthur" smirked Felix.
"Shopping buddies" smirked Eliza.
Suddenly, Toris was feeling sorry for Arthur and Alana...
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"I told you!" said Leon proudly.
"Yeah yeah yeah" snorted Michelle.
"Mates, I'm all for finding him but, he mustve had a reason to stay away" said Keith, the only reasonable voice. In reality, he just wanted to keep Arthur to himself and wouldn't let anything get in his way.
They had an agreement; nobody would try to get ahead in the race for love...
"Zzzzz"
The three of them giggled when they heard Ziggy snore.
"you know what, let's take a vote. All in favour of finding Arthur"
Everybody raised their hands.
"Then it's decided, let's find our teacher!" beamed Leon.
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Matthew knocked gently on Alana's door, wary of her reaction to Feliciano's intrusion.
"Who- oh hello Matthew" she smiled at him rather gently, he smiled back shyly, surprised by the warm reception.
"I just came to check up on you" he smiled sheepishly.
"Aww! That's sweet of you lad, you're a good kid" she smiled affectionately, messing with his longish hair gently.
"So?" he asked concerned.
"I'll be alright kiddo, thank's for your support... I suppose I shouldn't really call you kiddo huh?" she smiled weakly, her eyes misting.
"What do you mean?" he asked stiffening,
"Relax, your secrets safe with me but it would be a big step in your relationship by revealing it to Arthur" Alana winked, slipping back into her room and leaving him stunned, still staring at the door.
Nephillim where scary smart. That just made things more interesting...
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Gilbert was soooo bored! He and Herakles had been patrolling for three hours and the Greek hadn't said a fucking word! It was driving him nuts! They had like no common ground... Well, except...
"So, where did you meet Lanney and Art?" asked Gilbert mildly.
"In Ancient Greece"
Damn Herakles was old!
The albino's thoughts were clearly displayed on his face and Herakles chuckled softly. He understood why the Kirklands liked him, he was honest and rather amusing.
"What about you Gilbert?" asked Herakles amused.
"15th century France, me and Francis were hunting partners, we met Antonio soon after."
"I see, you all hunted together then?"
"Actually Arthur was still a Nephillim back then, he didn't become a Vamp until the Victorian era... So no, Art and Lanney never hunted with us." Gilbert and Herakles fell into easy conversation about their closest friends, their likes and dislikes and how things would turn out in the future.
"It seems Arthur's display of dominance was underestimated" said Herakles with a chuckle, nobody had dared to try and cross their borders, having Lanney and Art on their side was a blessing, literally.
"Art will be proud" sniggered Gilbert.
"...Good." smiled Herakles gently.
Huh, Herakles was no where near the uncaring bastard Gilbert had thought him to be; Alana and him were a perfect match. She must love the quiet he brought and Arthur would love the Greek's ability to argue intelligently.
Yes, he was perfect for them indeed.