Two Worlds V

XIX

Dustin, before the age of Man...

I sat in horror, watching as the beasts that were made of shadows, the Cith, started executing off the other angels around me. I cried and got to myself, hiding my face in my knees. There had been a sort of uprising from other angels, and all I could think was hide.

How did it come to this? Was all I could think.

Then there was the sound of packed punches and heavy footsteps coming towards me. Someone put a hand to my shoulder and I looked up to the angel shakily.

"Are you alright?" He had asked, "I'm not a Cie, or Cith."

After I had gotten to safety, I had noticed that Gabriel's updates for the, hostile, angels, the Cie. They told us they were the enemies of heaven. They were Cie.

Present...

It can be hard to think of things that way. That one may be taken over by the opposing so quickly. I guess I could understand the feeling of it not being a choice. I knew the feeling of being a mindless drone, bent on destruction for no apparent reason.

Everything had been unclear and hazy, even worse than when I was human. I had a set goal, to purify heaven, but that only led to my brother, Gram, to leave me in my time of need. I had pushed him away by becoming what I had always been trying to avoid.

After Ash had passed away, it had all happened so fast, and I had no one left to turn to. Cas and Jack had turned their backs on me since I had tried to capture them, but changed my mind. I knew I could never do that, but they didn't. I had turned on them in the past. I didn't blame them. Not at all...

Cas...

Jack and I were practicing against each other in the gym like place. He took once swift blow to his legs and fell to the ground. I breathed heavily with him and helped him to his feet.

"You okay?" I asked, as he held his side.

"Yeah, I'm good." He cringed ever so slightly and lifted his shirt for us to look at a healing bruised side. I pat his arm and he cringed.

"Break?" I asked.

"Yeah," He said, nodding.

"Alright," I pat his back and he stumbled forward as we started walking out. Guy was sitting at the table, playing on Jack's Vita.

"Where'd you get that?" Jack asked.

"I found it." Guy said.

"Where?"

"Your room." He trailed off slightly and Jack sighed, letting him continue playing.

Jack went to make something to eat as I started getting us a case. I waited for the computer and then got on a site. I nodded at the looks of it. I yawned slightly and popped my neck.

"Are we doing anything today?" Guy asked.

"Yeah, I think so," I said, "I think I found a case."

"What is it?" Jack asked, giving me and Guy a plate as he sat down with his own.

"Several bodies found horribly mangled, blood drained, and just before they had turned up, they had been reported missing for over a year." I said, getting up and looking at him.

"What makes this us?" He asked.

"I repeat, 'horribly mangled,' okay? And, 'blood drained,' how does that not sound like a certain race of douchebags that walk around?" I asked.

"Okay," He nodded, "So this is us, but Olivette or whatever said no more trying to go after them or else they go after us."

I looked at him with my eyebrow raised slightly, "Jack, since when have we ever listened to the bad guy when they told us not to go after them? We went after the devil, we went after Fergus, we went after Andria, the Stains, hell you went after me."