The Journey of The Saints

Part 13

We explained the battle as we found a place to make a Bonfire. That we were led to try to cause the war without even knowing...That our former friend Or mentor, maybe even both..Was Typhras All Along..

"Angel of Lightning..Storms..oh yeah! Who would've known?!" Complained Joel. It felt like we were all dumb, But I guess in a very sympathetic way.

Aradia began to lose her mind, "AhahaAHAGA" she began to laugh and Cry so much. Then it went to sobbing. "Hey Hey" Lorcan tried to comfort her.

"I can't do this! I can't do this anymore!" She growled at him. "You two! I thought you agreed to help and Protect us!"

"We did," Gabriel tells her, "When will you accept, we can't do everything for you humans. It's must be that way"

Lorcan frowned, he wiped his face, "I just wish things were clearer" he Muttered. "Hey Yeah" Tayla surprisingly Said, "Trust us we get it. How come anyone hasn't figured out that Angels-

"Not true! Plenty plenty of people know about our existence! The Vatican isn't as secret anymore!" Joel interceded. "Joel-" Gabriel was about to say.

"I'm sorry- look what? What does that have to do with anything?" Raelle Asked. "You need to find the ring! But we don't even know where it is!" Joel tells her, " The only place I know would be the Vatican! They hid Angel realm items and spells to open the portal to the Demon realm for Centuries!"

"Oh please no. Please no breaking into the Vatican-"

Pom moaned.

"No..You guys don't have too.." Bazazeth spoke up and appeared before us.

"Thank Goodness" we were all relieved.

"Look..I have been getting signals of its presence for a while" he tells us. The Angel Imaeth Appeared. "Yeah, we have been getting it more since you guys shown up"

"Well, where's the last place you guys misplaced it?" I asked them. I thought it would come out like me asking children if They lost their special toy. But I'm surprised my tone was pretty serious.

"No we don't know..Just months before summer when We Ran into the Prince of Demons himself. It was..In Your neighborhood".

All my schoolmates Nearly flinched off their Seating areas. The campfire kept going. I see the Angel realm people..All staring at us with helpless eyes.

"Good. Send us back..We'll find it"

"Yeah..Yeah she is-" Aradia swallowed. "You Good?" Raelle asked her.

"Yeah..Yeah it's just...She..uh well..both of Us don't know how to feel about going back to Gravesfield..We've been here such a Long time.."

"We understand. We too had troubles of Our Own. We have been getting contact, that above demonic activity has been happening in a small Town of Oregon." Imaeth tells him.

"And just to think I was about to go there" Muttered Raelle. Yet she knew it wasn't any different here.

"Yeah not to mention..California as well, Reports of space Alien death ships of Frog people." Bazaeth added

"I'm sorry- Aliens and Angels in the same existence?" I say.

"Heh, Yeah it's funny. A lot of Occultists or people in general think we are the same thing. We can happily say after witnessing clips of that, that we are not" Bazazeth nodded.

"Not only that, but we have troops already being sent to the Demon realm, strong Calamity being sensed as well. Because of that we unfortunately can't help you."

"Ok..That's fine! Well..I think it can be easier. The summer is almost over, right?" I asked.

"Practically over." Imaeth Nodded along with Bazazeth.

"Good! Typhras power is weaken. It will less of a hassle to take him down." Pom Agreed

"What about our parents? School?" Tayla asked.

"We'll just have to play the old sick game. Or escape our Groundings by our families."

All the angels stare at each other. I could almost see their Non-human Features. "What?.." I Say, "What's wrong?"

"There Is a reason why Your parents don't worry about you leaving" Gabriel tells us,

"What?" We all say. "Your guardians who are alive are Comba Kyteler, Jerchio Newton, Malachi Early, are they not?" Asked Bazazeth.

"Yes..Yes that right!" Pom began to grin.

Aradia and Lorcan looked at each other unbrightly.

"And You two.." Imaeth turned to the cousins. "..Tituba Westbrook."

"Yes, my aunt and his Mom" muttered Aradia, not to pleased.

"Yeah" Saids Lorcan.

"..And Delilah..Your Mother is Walpurga De meth.." the angel says to me.

It felt too off to not hear that Name in months. All this crazy stuff..And only one part of My life from before was just a speck of my mother's name.

"Yeah.." I coughed, "..Yeah"

"Wonder why society heals after such traumatic events like the ones we speak of? It's because of the angelic realm's scent ..They heal people. You guys learn to heal yourselves and then you forget it, just as much as you experienced it"

"Life..Goes on And On" I finally say. The two angels nodded,

"Please..All of you..If you ever need us, we are only a prayer away. So take your time to find Typhras. Get yourself back together. And be careful with the Magic he has taught you. You don't know when it will turn on you" Bazazeth concluded reassuringly. And the angels disappear.

Joel dusted herself, "I'm going back"

"You can't-"

"Yes I can, girl" I didn't like that name, especially After Barachiel saying the same thing. "I did everything I could. Gabriel has done everything he can."

I wanted to scream and curse at them. Argue that they didn't do anything. "We have other business to attend to. Find the Ring of Michael then Put Typhras in his place." Gabriel rasped.

"I still feel like this is too- serious a bit" hesitated Tayla.

"Really? Too serious? Oh it is beyond serious Tayla Keyter. Sin isn't something to be taken lightly. Fallen humanity isn't to be taken lightly. The world shrieks every moment it gets." He tells us, "I thought you would've known that by now.."

We all focus on each other. All of us knowing he was right...

"Yeah..I Just..D-Do You know how to get it back?" Asked Aradia.

"Yes. I believe I found the portal to Gravesfield."

We walked to the destination and I heard his voice in the back of my head, "Go back. And never let the evil snatch you.."

We all gulped as we looked at the smallest burnt tree, "Ok.." I muttered, "Home here we come"