And Peace Be With You-The Daemonic Rebirth #3

Chapter Three: Souls Convergence

----- July 28th, 2010 -----

We arrived back at the school, after spending the night in the Underworld, to find a lot had happened, Arch-Commander's Retainers had been and gone the same day we had left, they'd arrived shortly after we left with the prisoners in fact. According to Irina they'd found what was left of one of the Great-Heavenly-Blades of Absolution Absolia, and she also now bore a bow upon her back. I didn't really ask too much on that front. It was above my pay grade. Petru was currently working at the school, he had been hired to construct the chamber for the peace meeting, him and his shop assistant were constantly moving back and forth from his shop and the room, carrying various supplies and the like. 

"No no no!" Petru snapped as I walked down the hallway seeing his assistant carrying a chair. "I said the Applewood throne with the red velvet, not the bloody red cherrywood chair! That is the entirely wrong bloody fruit tree, damn it all!"

 A Centaur of draft horse build, his appaloosa coat of black and cream showing proudly in his black hair, with a pair of silver streaks on the sides of his temples, a stripe of silver in his tail spoke of his seasoned age. You could see scarring on his body from years of battle, but the frown he wore was clearly from getting accosted like a child.  

"If I knew you saving my fucking life would have me treated like a child, I would have let my ex-wife cut off my head, you damned Zombie!" The Centaur snapped angrily.

Petru said nothing as he huffed. I looked at him and asked "I know your temper my friend, I'm surprised you let him talk to you like that."

"I'm surprised you have learned a second language I thought you hated learning?" He asked confused. "And of all the language you could learn Greek is a peculiar choice. As for you, speak to me like that again and I'll have you sweeping both shops for a month!"

I paid the comment no mind as I continued walking down the hallway, passing Pandora's replacement as I moved along it.  She was a Dark Angel born of Lucifer and Pandora; exactly eight foot tall, her skin was as if it had been kissed by apollo, with black hair the same shade you might see on a raven. As I walked by her, her thunder cloud grey, which was a trait any Dark Angel shared, looked me over nodding at me with respect. Right now she wore basic black cloths, very little to look at. The only spec of collar sat in the collar around her neck, melded into it was a single feather, a feather which had all the colours of the rainbow across its surface.

"Grand-Duchess Morningstar." I spoke smiling warmly at her.

"Sworn-Blood Hades, I am a little lost, I promised Irina we could spar but I cannot for the life of me find your training ring."

"I was heading there myself if you wanted to join me." 

She nodded and we walked together in silence.  When I looked at her, there was something about her that had me ill at ease. Normally a Dark Angel was born as the the same power level as their most powerful parent, with Lucifer being her father, she should have only been a Arch level, yet the power that radiated off her, well it seemed like she was much stronger than that. She also was seemly never armed, although strangely enough she bore a Yin and Yang key chain on her belt.  When we arrived at the training ring she moved over to Irina, while I myself joined Angi.

"Hey Galen," He spoke, looking up at me and placing the weight he was lifting down on the floor. "I'm never gona get used to that, I could barely lift fifteen pounds when I was human, now I'm lifting sixty pounds with just as much effort."