The Unknown Gift (ON HOLD)

6- Deumos

Raziel's P.O.V

I tried my best to grab Angel's hand to stop her, but she was to quick and pulled away, going towards the door.

"Angel, stop. Just think this through. Do you really want to face her in the state that you're in? Irrational and angry?"

"Don't touch me. Leave me alone Raziel. And I don't care. If she knows why I'm here, then might as well ask her why. So I'm gonna go ask her, myself."

"Don't be stupid, Angel. I know for a fact that you are not just gonna 'talk' to her. You're mad. And once you're mad, you become irrational. Please, don't. I don't want to see you getting hurt." I pleaded.

"Raziel... Please don't. I can't deal with that right now. I want to fight my own battles. Not someone else fighting them for me. Please, let me go."

"No. I'm not letting you go on your own. Let me come with you. You can speak to her, just... just be careful what you say to her. She is very short tempered and is extremely stubborn."

"Ok, I understand. I'll do my best to watch my tongue. Now, may we go?"

"Yes, follow me. And stay close."

I grabbed Angel's hand and gently pulled her along with me through the long, maze-like hallways. We approached the large black double doors.

"Are you ready?" I asked, my voice sounded worried. She firmly gripped my hand tighter as confirmation, nodding her head and breathed in deeply. Angel looked at me with confidence.

"Yes. Let's go."

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Angel's P.O.V.

He opened the doors and revealed the rest of the demons that were waiting on the other side. My heart was racing as they all looked at me. What surprised me was that they all bowed their heads. I looked at Raziel. A stone cold expression on his face. I looked back at the demons again. They were still silent.

"Deumos. Raise your head and come forth." Raziel spoke deeply and held authority in his tone. Deumos; Even as a demon she was quite beautiful. Long black hair, dark midnight eyes, full lips, high cheekbones and a very fit body. Which she showed off, with her hips swaying back and forth as she walked to Raziel.

"Yes, what is is that you need, Lord Raziel ?" She questioned. She purposefully said his title very harshly. It made me cringe a little that she would address him that way. Raziel, on the other hand, did not look bothered by it.

"I have a very important question to ask you. And you must be honest with me. Or so help me I will kill you if you even try to lie to your King. Do you understand?"

"Yes, I understand. What is it that you want to ask me, Lord Raziel?"

"Why did Lucifer want Angel to die? Were you behind all of this?"

"I cannot say, because Lucifer, my Uncle, told me that knowledge in regards to this puny pathetic human shall not be shared. I am loyal to him still even though you slayed him. I will never tell you. And as for your second question, yes. I was behind it. Why must you care for pathetic scum like he-"

Raziel slapped her. Hard. There was anger in his eyes. Deumos slowly turned her head to face him again. A dark red hand print oh her face. I looked at her with hate. And honestly, I might've smirked a little. Know your place, demon bitch.

"Do not speak of her that way. Ever. That applies to the rest of you as well. Do you understand?"

The rest of the demons bowed their heads once again.