Venator : Devil's Moon

XXXIX A battle of Angels

"To inhabit a body of an innocent babe, how could you have fallen so down, Anahita?" Kasstiel asked.

"One thing you are forgetting, Kasstiel. Remember in whose body you linger. In the name of God's Will you blindfold several humans, killing away their life, destroying the lives of their families, stealing the comfort of their friends, and take away their body, calling them mere vessels. Even demons won't be as low as you are." Anahita said as she approached Kasstiel, circling around him, the rim of her white gown brushing against the soft touch of recently calmed waters beneath.

"You know what happens to their soul? First, illused by your irrational words, they hide in the darkest of the shadows of their own psyches, thinking they're the chosen ones for a divine cause. So proud of themselves they feel then." She said with mild anger glowing in her eyes.

"Later however they succumb to the dark. In all that darkness, a faint glimmer of light materializes in their dead consciousness. What if I'm tricked? " Now the rage of her soul was more than visible. A white streak slithered around her and faded quickly.

"Then memories of their family and friends, of their lives start haunting them. They wish to reclaim their bodies, now reduced to mere clothes abused by you foul  entities. They wish to return to their old lives, not so godly perhaps but divinely good lives. But they can't. Tormented they are, scared they are of those who call themselves guardians and saviors. Who would have known these servants of good will are nothing but serpents with twisted intentions?"

"And you know what happens of them? They embrace the dark. They finally come to the conclusion god never existed and angels are no more than demons in masks. To destroy every entity, living or otherwise, that has to do anything with the God, becomes their sole dream. Then they find themselves a new god. They start worshiping the darkness that grants them these desires. They become pawns of the darkness."

"Your futile efforts to save this world from the dark only creates another darkness through their chaotic thoughts of hatred. And the science of the psyche is even beyond our understanding. But we do perceive the consequences of your carelessness. The darkness is inevitable. It will devour all of us. Devil's Moon shall rise and so will Satan and all of us shall fade from existence. That's the fate of world as I see unless a change is forced. And Laura here, my  most special incarnation, along with her friends, only they can bring this change." She said while nearing a frozen Kasstiel's ears. Her lips almost touched his cheeks.

"Go back Kasstiel. Go back to heaven. Or perhaps join me to save this world." Anahita whispered in his ears, her hands caressed his cheek while her voice caressed his thoughts.

"Save the world? I don't need to hear the fate of the world or that of the vessels from the likes of you. At least we do ask permission to those fortunate people. Stealing away a baby by forcing its soul to pass on to the other world even before a life begins, never would I've thought you would fall to such levels ." Kasstiel furiously threw her hand off him. His eyes were no longer calm.

"I'm here on a mission. I'm here to take Laura before Devil's Moon could rise. This faint ripple in the ocean of destiny has been summoned through unimaginable efforts our caring Father has done to save this realm of existence. Let me make this ripple into a gigantic wave and free this world from the clutches of the dark."

"So you know. You know the Prophecy." She said.

"The complete prophecy I know not, I agree. But I do know the gist. Laura's the key to revive Devil's Moon. You are the key to materialize havoc in this world. And if you cease to exist, so would this threatening. So come to me, Anahita. In your life of endless sins, make one virtue at least. Perhaps Father will forgive you."