The Revolution of the Neverending Night

8. Angel's secrets

Warning: light LGBTQ+ content is coming up. If you're not a fan, you can skip this chapter, although it's important for understanding the characters' motivations

- Sister, wait! - Haniel and Cassiel manage to pass through the portal before it closes, turning into a small blue ball that flies until disappearing again into the depth of Seraphiel's black wings, who looks at her sisters with surprise.

- We haven't updated you- the blonde shrugs, smiling- We've also been seeking help to defeat Sekhmet. Amaterasu, Vishnu, Tangaroa, Hine-Nui-Te-Po, Anans, and Shango are informed; they'll help if needed.

- Although Amaterasu thinks it won't be necessary. She believes that if we speak to Ra and get him to give his daughter a good scolding, it might be enough- the brunette chuckles- But finding Ra has been impossible; he's always been very good at hiding. So, I think it's best if you take care of that, at least until Belmont gets over his anger.

Haniel nudges her in the ribs, with a sigh of exasperation.

- Meanwhile, we thought we could stay at the old hermitage and shelter the humans who manage to escape the city- adds the blonde- At least that way, we can provide some containment, or else in a couple of days, there won't be anything alive within a 15-kilometer radius.

- And how will we find Ra?- Seraphiel looks at Alucard, who is still in shock, staring at her without understanding.

- Well...- Cassiel stifles a laugh- Tangaroa said it's likely that Hecate knows, but...

- But...?- The brunette rolls her eyes again.

- But to find Hecate, you'll have to ask Cerunnos.- finishes Cassiel, with another chuckle.

- Oh no, not the goat...-  Sera sighs, looking bored.

- Well, good luck, sis. Have fun. - Their sisters smile sarcastically before taking flight.

- Del! - the young woman mutters, walking again. After a few minutes of walking in silence, she glances at her companion.

- Are you planning on telling me what all that was about earlier?- The dhampir looks at her, slightly surprised.

- I thought angels were omnipresent.

- Oh, no, we're not omnipresent, but we communicate... And there are so many of us- the young woman replies, laughing - I've heard some things, but I'd prefer to hear your version. 

Alucard sighs, sad and resigned.

- When Sypha and Trevor aged, they returned to my father's castle to spend their last years. Their children were already adults but unaware of my identity. We agreed it was best to prevent them from getting involved in another attempt to resurrect Dracula. They made me promise to take care of their lineage but also never to let them know who I really am.

- And the Morning Star?

- Trevor asked me to hide it until one of his descendants might need it. He thought it was too powerful to leave freely in the world.

- I see...- After a few more minutes of walking in uncomfortable silence, Seraphiel sits in a forest clearing, leaning against an old twisted tree.

- What happened to Julia Belmont? Why didn't you save her?

- I was doing something important...

***Flashback***

Alucard silently cries, sitting by a soft bed, while an elderly man smiles sadly. Although his hair is now white, he still has some blond strands. He has a serene, calm look in his intense amber eyes