Chapter 18: Faith and Feith

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Every Inspector, who wanted to be renowned for his knowledge, knew the story of the Concealed Feather. A story of Old Times, when the humans had just started to walk and the power of Angels was almost absolute over the Demons.

It was the ultimate taboo and the reference even to a single word was severely punished. Feith knew as well about this story and he was quite puzzled when Lord Machias, the head of the Fourth Division and one of the Four Lords, had asked him to Inspect the human girl, Anastasia Peters.

Of course it was under the ultimate secrecy and even Leito had followed him, invisible but still Feith knew. The angel already had a host but this time, when he visited the human realm once again, he had decided to use his real form, which was invisible even to Grim Reapers, just to take a closer look to the girl.

Feith was a professional; under his wings had passed millions of souls and his decisions were the most accurate; of course he wasn't replacing the ultimate judgment, and only He was the one who had this privilege, but he would always think that they had the worst job of the Four Divisions.

The First Division was just protecting humans from the Demons, the Second was consisted of Gladiators, angels of war, who were resting, and the Third were Healers of both soul and body, sometimes.

"And here I am now, watching of a human who might be the Concealed Feather." He mumbled as he stood on the roof of Ana's house.

It was snowing but the cold was nothing for the angel with the grey, like his eyes, wings. They were curled behind his back and his clothes, grey trousers and a light brown long sleeved shirt, although light were comfortable too. The snowflakes were falling on his grey hair but before they dissolve into tiny drops of water, they were crystallized into small crystals, hanging from the angel's hair, making them shine like diamonds.

The door of the house opened and the blond curls appeared, as Ana got out into the cold, dressed heavily and followed by her three ghosts. She was smiling and her laugh could be heard all around as she stepped outside, closed the door behind her and started to walk.

Feith noticed the two male ghosts fighting with each other but the female one was floating near the girl, laughing with something unspoken.

"So this is the telepathy the contract of Death Inc. provides. I wonder why I didn't notice last time." The Inspector said with curiosity and looked up.

He was off duty and since the day he gave the report to his Lord, many things had happened. The human was able to survive the ghost of one dangerous demon, imprisoned by the Angels, and yet she survived.

No normal Spirit Seer could pull this through the end but she did. The fact that she had the Grim Reaper with her was complicating things even more and the possibilities were increasing.

Now, he stood there, with the need to learn about her more and with the muffler Ana had given to him, he uncurled, spreading his grey wings and took off as he started flying above her.

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Anastasia

The wind was cold and the snow was making the ground slippery. But I didn't care! Since last week after that night in the club I have this feeling of relief; I will not hold back any longer and I will be true to both myself and him.

While Marco still is afraid of something I can't understand, I feel that we have taken a step further. After the party on Ben's club the Time Freeze on my home ended and my family continued their work, without realizing, at first, how quickly the time had passed but I was forced to wash dishes until late.

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