Chapter 9

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A/N no authors not for today! ( actually! sorry I haven't updated in awhile 😬)




Raven or apparently Ildiko watched as the gargoyle past each kid. She felt a rage in her hands like something heating up.



She tried to calm down knowing she'll
only get into trouble if she released her fist. Lathan or Dartagan must have seen her distressed face and calmingly placed a hand on her shoulder.


"This isn't fair! They can't just take us and bring us here against our will!" Ravan whisper yelled to Lathan.

She couldn't take it anymore, it wasn't fair! She released her fist shooting a fire ball to the nearest gargoyle.


" This isn't fair you can't take us!!" Raven yelled. She started feeling a burn in her gut. As she got more mad the more the burning extremed.


She let out a high pitched bird squeal as she let out a fire stream from her hands shooting toward the baffled gargoyle in front of her, who was now being blasted by flames.



Lathan jumped on her stretched out arms lowering the stream of fire to the ground making a pitt in the ground.



Two large gargoyles grabbed each of Ravens arms as all the other kids slowly backed away from her with wide eyes and open mouthes.

Even Lathan.


By know her streams of fire had stopped as she was being pulled to a large black building with both hands tied behind her back with chain.


Two gargoyles pulled her into a big black building with large brick columns. The doors looked like huge wings with razor sharp feathers.


Inside the large brick columns continue, as black marble floor stretched from the floor up to the ceiling holding a gothic chandelier with large candles.



At the end of the room three levels of marbled stairs stretched up to a large throne. It had deep carving of suffering angels, and ripped pieces of cloths hanging on the top.



There was two large black wings with a razor sharp metal edge flooding the floor beside the throne.


"My lord" the gargoyles said in sync as they dropped to their knees yanking Raven down with them.

"Speak" a deep raspy voice said from behind the throne.

"My lord this girl dispatched one of the guards." The gargoyle to Ravens left spoke.
"Now how would an innocent little archangel do this?" The raspy voice questioned


A red hand with black claws lifted up from behind the throne, gesturing silence. A tall arch angel lifted up from the throne, red/grey skin, slicked back black hair, large grey horns curved out into a swirl.

The archangel had pale green eyes, and a long diamond shaped face. He wore a black suit with thin white stripes whisking out at the bottom behind like a tail.


He stood to Ravens guessing of eight foot. Not taller then the gargoyles though. He held his hands behind his back as his shoes ticked as he walked up to Raven.


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