As Above So Below

Pieces of the Puzzle

The two boys sat under a tree. Augustine munching on the fruit much more than Winnie. He had gotten dizzy. Absorbing a large amount of energy to turn into power would do that to one. In the meanwhile the two could actually talk about their families. 

"Do your fathers know about your true form?" Augustine shrugged. 

"I have doubts they do. Maybe one of them?" Winnie tilted his head with a brow raised. 

"What do you mean?" Winnie asked. 

"So you know how I said I had two dads?" Winnie nodded. 

"Well technically one of them is my stepdad since the other one is my creator. His name is Rody." As soon as he said that, Winnie's jaw dropped. 

"WAIT! I heard that name before!" Augustine looked back at him surprised. 

"Really?" Winnie nodded. 

"I heard he had fallen for creating a weapon." Winnie sighed. 

"I guess they were referring to you." Augustine sighed knowing it probably was true. 

"But does he recognize you? And how do you know he's the one who created you?" Winnie asked. 

"Well aside from my memory being a blank slate for the first five years of my life. Or however long I was passed out due to the stasis tube. I do remember seeing him when I was first made. Of course his eye color changed. Apparently all demons have a specific eye color depending on which sin they belong to. So that changed. But I was so surprised when I saw him. He doesn't seem to recognize me though. I can't blame him." Augustine chuckled alongside Winnie. 

"I'd find it hard to believe he doesn't fully recognize you. But I bet it's for the best. They might freak out about you." Augustine nodded. 

"Yeah, I think they would. I'm kind of surprised you reacted as calmly as you did." Winnie shrugged. 

"I mean in the very limited knowledge of demons I know that they can't take the form of angels, even for a disguise and vice versa. Not to mention the animals would be more hostile towards you." Winnie explained. Making Augustine realize why Winnie hadn't been suspicious of him sooner. He found he didn't mind though. 

"Honestly I'm surprised by what you wear considering you said yellow and white were the only permissible colors." Augustine said, Winnie let out a pitiful sigh.

"Well I snuck these in a while back after one trip to Earth. My parents wouldn't let me because of the color mandate, for normal angels. There's at least twelve higher up angels that have different colors associated with them. Even though they wear typical robes most of the time. Sometimes they wear things that are more elaborate, but still pretty outdated. Naturally there are the three archangels that have different colors associated with them. I know they tend to separate different blues among the sins." Augustine nodded. 

"Yeah light blue is Sloth, and regular blue is lust." Winnie's face flushed a bit. Augustine raised his brow. 

"Why are you blushing?" Winnie seemed to panic a bit. 

"No reason, uhm how are you feeling? Still dizzy?" Augustine shook his head. 

"No, I'm actually feeling quite better." Winnie smiled. 

"That's good. But I do have another question. Do you even know what you are?" Augustine shrugged.

"Not exactly. I've been called the antichrist, a monster, a weapon, but all those feel really dehumanizing. Yet species wise I have no clue. I'm definitely not an angel, but I'm not a demon either. "Otherwise I'm sure I wouldn't have a halo, or be able to do some of the other things that you just mentioned. The only thing that I have a clue on is Baphomet." Winnie furrowed a brow.