Ghost Chasers

59

Jimin

Like Namjoon before, I tried again and again with all my might to get through the door, but it was useless, no matter how often I tried, and I knew that if the fire didn't let someone through, it wouldn't let anyone through. Archangel fire was powerful, so powerful that it only let angels through and apparently it also had an aversion to fallen angels. The longer the three were in there, the more impatient and desperate I became. I wanted to San, was so afraid of losing him forever, felt so helpless, as I seemingly could do nothing that could save him. Tears of despair ran down my face... should this have been our last encounter today? The last kiss? After we had just found each other again...
A hand was laid on my shoulder comfortingly and when I looked around, I saw all our friends who had gathered here by now, on their knees, heads bowed. When I recognized the person behind me, I let him pull me into his arms and cried unrestrainedly. He gave me as much comfort as he could.
"Shh, little one, everything will be alright, have faith in my sons," he said, while he stroked my back reassuringly.
"Lucifer... I missed you so much. Can't you help them?" I asked hopefully, but he just smiled encouragingly.
"I already did that, the rest is up to them. There's nothing more I can do as long as this buzzkill is on my back," he said resignedly, pointing at the man standing next to him. The man smiled at me kindly and held out his hand to me, but I took a step back, causing his smile to disappear and his expression to turn sad.
"Jimin, I..." he started, but I interrupted him directly.
"Just spare me Baekhyun... Why are you here at all? Do you want to finish what you wanted to do to me since I've existed?" I asked him with a reproachful look, but he immediately shook his head.
"No, I have absolutely no thoughts left to wipe you out... I'm sorry, really sorry... I don't know how I couldn't see that back then, but... you have pretty much the purest soul that I've ever seen shine... And I've actually wanted to tell you that for so long, I'm proud of you... I'm glad you're my son." Again he tried to come closer to me, but I just stood behind Lucifer and saw how Baekhyun let go of his hand in a broken way.
"In that case, be my father for once and help me... screw the rules, you make them anyway, so just change them... save the three of them," I demanded of him.
"It's not that easy, changing a small thing here can make big waves somewhere else, I have to be careful with every action, because I don't want to accidentally wipe out any civilization... but you, you can help them without any repercussions," he explained, and I stared at him in disbelief.
"How am I supposed to achieve anything? Have you forgotten that I'm just a normal lower angel?" I shouted angrily, but he stopped me by finally grabbing my hand and forcing me to look at him.
"You're not. I just sealed your powers when you were a baby, it was the only way I could allow Lucifer to take you with him. But now, I see you, Jimin, I see all your love and kindness... I give you back what I took from you and you help your friends. Unfortunately, I can't do more," he said as he finally pulled me close and gave me a kiss on the forehead, from which a tingling sensation spread through my whole body. Without my permission, my wings broke through and stretched to their full size, they were no longer completely black... the tips glowed silver and I could literally feel that my eyes had also changed color. A previously undreamt-of power made its way through my veins, made me tremble until I had gotten used to the unfamiliar feeling and then I looked questioningly at the grinning Lucifer.
"They are just as silver as your father's," he said, knowing exactly what I wanted to know.
"Be careful with your power, as long as you don't have it under control, only intervene in an absolute emergency. And now go, help the three and save us all," my father said, just seconds before he pushed me through the burning door into the room.