The Tower

Chapter 4

Azriel's View

Almost 18 years I've been here, waiting to help this darling girl. She's a devil spawn far above me. They won't tell her what they know and the other day we found she has an unlockable power. The power of sins. Lately, she's been exhibiting Wrath and Pride over her game, just small amounts, but Wrath produces more energy than the reactor can handle.

So me being a grunt worker they have me helping to beef up the reactor's ability, there are huge pillars and mechanical pistons that regulate the levels of power being produced. Since we found these new sources the others are elated to use more of her power for good. But I am elated because it means her powers will be unleashed soon, she's a being of infinite power and if she knew she was more powerful than any current ruler of heaven or hell, there is no telling what she will do. I am here to guide her, I programmed Demo(n) to care and nurture and help her.

It's Friday though, which means the girl is currently unconscious while they experiment, unknown to her every Friday they have Demo in manual mode and make her lose consciousness and experiment on her to further learn about her and her abilities, if she knew what she was really capable of then she would know she could destroy the lab with the flick of a wrist someday if she honed this energy for herself. So obviously we have to keep our secret away from her, but I am very happy to know that soon she'll be strong enough to break free on her own if she chooses to.

I help the other techs and grunt workers like me set up the new pumps and pistons and hook them into the mainframe. I go back upstairs and see Demo was in manual mode so she could only do what she was told to and Christian, sweet little eighteen-year-old Christian, was laid out on a table while the scientists poke, prod, weigh and measure her. A few unlucky scientists have to sweep up the malted feathers and clean up the bottom of her glass cage. They collect some hair and skin cells for DNA and file it away, drawing blood and other samples I rather not look at. Most of her life is unknown to her, and I run through the facts in my head sometimes just to make sure I know they are true.

She's a demon spawn cause an angel had sex with the Devil himself, my boss's distant cousin. And neither would tell the big guys that. So here she is. The scientists believe she was sent here to be trapped and kept in containment, and she believes she was sent because her parents were worried for her and only wanted to have her helped and be cared for, and neither is the truth.

She's such a good child but they treat her like a strange demon. But honestly, she's not fully a demon nor an angel. She's what my boss calls a fallen, a shooting star that fell from above us all and has graced the world with her presence. He kinda loves the girl even in her youth, wants to teach her what really happened, and rather than use her powers as God planned, allow her to just learn what she can do, and let her decide from there.

She decides to blow this place up, kill everyone in it and run off to harm people, so be it. She chooses to fly away until she won't be found, so be it. And if after it all she chooses to come back here and go back in the orb and help people, no one is in any position to stop her. She is more powerful than a hundred hurricanes and fast as light about it, and my orders are strictly to keep an eye on her for the boss.

And she's laying on a table unconscious and unaware of this all. She believes she is an angel, a special angel, sent to help all these people. I am not to interfere in her choices, just allow her to have opportunities to change her fate and keep her in the best health while not being discovered.

"AZRIEL!! Get in there and help get the girl back up! She needs to be just as she was before!" Doctor Green, a lead scientist with a green stripe in his hair, shouts at me. I nod and go in, the others leave and I turn the hologram back on for her, I hear the door close most of the way and growl softly but know without a Nero link they couldn't hear me. I gently kiss her head and hug her close while she is out.

"One day kid, one day you will realize your potential, and I'll be right behind you dear, right there to help, I'll stay till the very end, I swear my princess," I whisper to her, petting her head and feel the gravity sliding down to 30%. The guys were just pulling a prank on me. I gently button the top of her nightgown back up and set her on the bean bag with her DS, kissing her cheek before turning myself around and focusing, using a little magic to propel myself to the door, the others couldn't see in till I shut the door and it was still open a bit. I easily go through and close the door. The hologram was one way so she can't see us but all these secret sickos can see her and she doesn't even know it. I hope she is dreaming of good things, fun things that make her happy. I'll stay undercover until she needs me; and when that day comes, I will be right here, not aged a day. And be ready to assist her until my boss can meet up with us.

"You ain't scared of her, are you Azriel?" One guy asks as I walk back down to the main floor.

"What is there to be scared of? She's a kid. Can't do much in that orb." I reply casually, walking with him.

"Yea but... You just, weird me out man, you handle her like she can't decimate the whole city if we didn't do something right!" The guy says and I elbow him lightly.

"Well we do our jobs, we keep her contained and under control, why else would I make Demo motherly and friendly, it keeps her under control. So what is there to panic over?" I ask, rolling my green eyes.

"Whatever, me and the other techs are heading out for the night. You staying or what?" He asks.

"Staying, I need the money." I reply and he finally leaves, as does half the lab.

I watch her float so peacefully and look up to the monitor.

"Demo, let her wake back up, we are done with testing." Doctor Green orders.

"I dislike you having her tested on without consent, it's not legal anymore and you know that." She says. Atta girl.

"I dislike you defying me." He replies.

"Leave Doctor, your work is done for the night and I have a child to care for, your test subject isn't helpless anymore. Isn't that right?"

"Demo do as you or told or else."

"Or what? Do you unplug her? Leave her in pain and agony from slowly draining her life force? You can not do that and you know why."

"It's unlimited and you know that Demo! Now please wake up Christian so she can have some dinner and get some sleep." Green says, leaning his head in his hands in defeat.

"There, was that so hard, just saying please makes me happier Green. You should do that more." She replied and I watch Christian's vitals perk back up and she wakes up.

"Uuuugh why does my body feel all weird?" She asks in a quiet but cute voice.

"You just nodded off and we had to take some blood for the annual checkup to make sure everything is still healthy and we aren't hurting you. Do you feel alright? I know we had to take more than usual cause the veins were a little stubborn. Do you feel alright Christian?" She asks sweetly, holding Christian in her arms and keeping her comfortable.

"Yea I just feel dizzy, can I have some water and cookies please?" She asks and Demo gives her just that. Chocolate chip cookies and a water pack.

I just watch, happy to see the girl so happy. I do my job well and the look of defeat on Green's face says it all. He is mad he lost the argument and questioning why he was arguing with an AI system made to protect and nurture Christian. I modeled her to mimic a real mom, one from my realm, not the facade ones that are in this city. They are just cold and heartless and bitter women that fake kindness and happiness. The whole city is a facade. But at least it's got a legal system and mostly clean to the naked eye.

I take a seat at one of the desks and notice a paper left on top of the cluttered desk, I grab it and read it in my head.

'We plan to keep the subject indefinitely till she runs out of the high-level power, then she will be freed and sent back to the other kids or sent back to heaven if she doesn't behave when we set her free. She is our property and I hoped the tests and other nuns would have taught her that sooner. She is below us and should listen to us. As should that AI, it's a woman as much as she is and should listen to us else we will have to pull the plug. I dream of teaching the girl some respect by---' I stop reading there and quietly tear out the paper from its book, folding and tucking it in my jacket to send to the boss later. I lean further back in the seat and watch Demo and Christian talk. I feel like a proud dad. It's odd but still a nice feeling to have some part in the girl's life.