Feathers and Shadows

Chapter 18

I followed him out of the hall, leaving the others but Dylan there. He wouldn't leave me alone with him, doesn't trust the Archangel of Protection to protect me it seems. We walked through a bunch of passageways that made me feel like a nun, past demons doing surprisingly normal things, past an angel being tortured, Gabriel turned abruptly away from the room and pushed me on before I could get a good look, I saw blood that sizzled when it touched the stone and eat through some poor fuck's hand, Gabriel hurried us onward until we reached a door that had markings written and carved all over it.

"Stand back a little." He said holding out his arm.

"Why?" I asked.

"Because it doesn't like other people." He answered.

"It?" Dylan said.

As if on cue the markings on the door began to glow and a blinding flash and out popped a.....really tiny chihuahua.

"Aww, he's adorable!" I said in a rather girly voice.

"He may look like that Ruby, but this is a Legion." Gabriel said as the dog sniffed him and went back into the door, which proceeded to swing open inward.

"What's a Legion?" I asked as we stepped inside.

"A Legion is a animal imbued with demonic powers. In other words Killa, that's its name, is a hellhound." Gabriel said matter-of-factly.

"Oh." I mumbled, still confused.

He sighed,"You will learn about them later, but for now I must tell you who you are."

"But I know who I am, don't I?"

"No, you do not now pay attention!" He roared. I shrunk back slightly. Dylan noticed but didn't say anything.

"Now," he continued more gently,"let us start from the beginning of your heritage." He waved his hand over a silver mirror and it started shimmering.

"Come here, child. Place your face into the pool and erase all thoughts from your mind." A female voice said from seemingly everywhere at once.

"Umm, I don't think I'm going to listen to the creepy floating voice so I'm just going to..." I turned around and ran smack dab right into a pair of boobs. I kind of stayed in them to, they were so warm and comforted me after everything that has happened. I started to snuggle closer in them but I was abruptly pulled back.

"Still think I'm a creepy floating voice?" Said the boobs. I looked higher, they were at my face so I had to crane my neck to look into a face so beautiful I had to keep looking, perfectly sculpted with glowingly healthy skin, deep blue eyes flecked with gold, succulent red lips deeper than the most beautiful rose, and hair of starlight. All in all, this was one hot bitch.

"Hmmm, I....Uhhh." I stammered unable to speak.

She giggled, "Speak not child, I am Azazel. Archangel of Hope and Love and also Prophecy. I can tell you who and what you truly are."