The Devil's Call.

Chapter 17 | Cloud

Chapter 17 | Cloud

We stood in a grand, ballroom. The walls held those stained glass windows, the floor was made of glistening, polished marble and above large, lit chandeliers of silver and gold lit up the room. The room itself, was of huge size, even having balconies on all of the four walls overlooking the room. I made a mental note to do some copied moderations of my own ballroom at home. I wondered if the angels ever had actual balls here, however judging by the serious looks carved into the group in front of me, and around me I doubted it.

"This is as much as a shock as Azul returning," the tall one with long white hair and glowing gold eyes told me, "although Azul's return is now abundantly clear. What name do you go by angel of Construction?"

I cocked my head, this power inside made me feel fearless, "Cloud. And you are?"

"My name is Michael. Beside me is Raphael angel of Judgement and Erelim angel of virtue," he motioned towards first the man beside him then the woman.

I noted first Raphael's appearance; his hair was black as the night sky, with pure golden eyes that held no iris' and in one hand he held a long, golden, glowing claymore which seemed to reflect off the white armor he wore. He looked like the poster boy of the Almighty.

The woman's appearance however, was more shocking. She had a petite frame, with long pink hair pulled back into two pig tails. Her iris's were golden however, they seemed dull against the neon red lipstick she wore. Her armor was also just as shocking. Instead of the typical angel armor I had grown used to seeing, her armor was in the shape of thick, holy silver angel cocktail dress. She seemed to fancy chain-mill tights and high cut off metal boots. I also noted the bundle of golden arrows strapped to her back.

"Why did you call for me?" I demanded not wanting to stay here any longer that I had to.

"How disrespectful," Raphael hummed.

I flipped him off causing angels around us to gasp in horror. Raphael took a step towards me, only to stop when Michael placed a hand on his shoulder. Beside me Abaddon swatted the back of my head like a parent scolding their child.

"Clearly you want them to kill you. Play nice or you'll remind them of the last angel of construction," he hissed in my ear.

I pouted but stayed silent. I understood what he was saying – and it made absolute perfect sense but now standing in front of these angels I felt utterly underwhelmed. I didn't see god's perfect creations of order – I saw people with too much pride, and power. I didn't see any difference in them or the demons. No wonder the last angel of constructed attempted to make her own kingdom.

"I do not wish to have another war on my hands, I'd advise you to try and act more dignified. Although, might be hard for a human," Raphael snarled.

I bit my tongue hard, and Michael spoke, "Cloud of construction, you are here simply because you have not only caught attention from the demons, but also from the angels. Not only did you born of half angel – but also then were gifted power of an angel whom had vanished long, long ago. Then, you married the new king of hell, borne children of half demon and half angel blood but also single handily cause and end a war against yourself. Not to mention, you corrupted the mind of one of our most elite – Gabriel of temperance – got him slaughtered but also draw the attention of Cronas the fallen angel of practice. This would normally call for your extermination as you are simply too dangerous to live, but you also seemed to corrupt Abaddon and Azul the only two whom can exterminate you. So, we have little choice of what to do with you."

I froze, a new fear overwhelming me as Abaddon shoved me behind him. I could practically feel the anger coming off him in hot, dangerous waves. My breath caught as I looked between him and Michael. Who looked all too calm, whereas Raphael looked like he was about to kill my uncle with looks alone.