The death of an angelic sinner

Day 1 of the search: there more to this story (part 2)

Anthony was starting to get suspicious as he looked at the blade, his eyes darting from left to right, Vaggie's used to do the same when she was still with them. Oh, how he missed that little demon

"Charlie, I need to go,"
Anthony walked out of the room carrying Vaggie's spear. He knew something was wrong. If angels bleed gold, why did Vaggie's blood turn red? He couldn't wrap his head around it, her looked at Vaggie's speech as well as he thought.

"ANTHONY"
Anthony was trembling as he heard a yell. It was Charlie
"HER BODY IS GONE."
"WHAT, NO, WHO?"
Charlie ran into the room, falling over her own feet as she did.
"I don't know, but her body is gone,"

"GUYS," this was a different voice. It was sweet and more like a child's. They both looked up as they said Emily, holding Carmilla's body. It was disappearing.

"CARMILLA," Emily was freaking out holding her close. her body shaking, her mind running, she couldn't comprehend where Carmilla was.

"Is she...still there?" Charlie immediately caught Emily as she fell. Her voice sounded like a little kid's as she feared for the worst, she kept looking at the door hoping Carmilla or maybe Vaggie would come back in, back to them. Back to the hotel
"Vaggie?" Charlie's face shifted as she didn't see her go.
"I, I, thought" Charlie rushed over to Anthony hugging him tightly, tears rolling down her face, her whole body shaking as she held him.
"Princess, it's gonna be." He paused as he noticed the scars on Charlie's arms.

Anthony looked up at Charlie, his face worried, his arms tightly around Charlie.
"Princess, what happened?"
The both of them knew something wasn't right, yet none of them said anything. They both knew that it wasn't right, something was going on.
"Prinses?" He gently nodded her shoulder, trying to wake her up.

"CHARLIE, HELP." The voice of the small seraphim was broken, scared, and almost completely gone.
"IT'S HEAVEN!"