Revenge of the Rogue Angel.

Chapter 27- Memories and memorials

Chapter 27- Memories and memorials.

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Guardonia:

Tash and Angel stared at each other in sheer horror; both wondering where the keening, shrill scream was coming from, until Tash gently hugged Angel and placed a finger over her lips to silence her uncontrolled scream.

Both girls' clung to each other, staring at the now covered glass laboratory in front of them.

Ginella had stayed behind to ensure Natashas' safe passage to the spirit world, whilst Pictor, having decontaminated himself, set off to gather a team of angels to retrieve Natashas body, whilst avoiding any slim chance of allowing any infection to escape.

To the watching girls it all seemed far too clinical; they felt ashamed that they had ignored her for so long and now, just as she felt welcome, had met an early demise.

The whole scene was summed up in one simple word--tragic.

Guardonias' dark days seemed to be worsening--angels were falling daily and with five of their best angels in quarantine, the situation was beginning to look very grim.

Pictor gently approached the girls; the horrific thing being that he did not know what to say to them or how to say it.

What they had witnessed was probably more horrendous or at least on a par with the lives they chose to leave on Earth; Pictor himself had seen battle-scarred angels arriving back with the most gruesome wounds and injuries, seen angels with their wings torn asunder and grey with pain.

Yet, never had he seen a new recruit, or any other angel for that matter, bleed to death in front of him in such a painful and heart wrenching manner.

Feeling helpless, his wings hanging limply by his side, he knelt behing the sobbing, shocked and terrified girls, his wings folding round them involuntarily as if to protect them from further damaging sights.

As they knelt on the floor, surrounded by a plush curtain of golden, plump feathers, the retrieval team entered the lab, decontaminated the area and dealt as nicely as they could with Natashas' limp body, considering the circumstances she had died in.

A hush fell over the entire area; angels that were previously unaware of a students' passing knelt on the floor, heads bent as a sign of respect even though they did not know who was in the passing retrieval bag.

Those students who were particularly gifted with psychic visions and empathy all knelt to the ground over the entire campus; those who were not aware of such feelings copying their friends' out of respect for their feelings.

All of Guardonia, the quarantine block included were in mourning; for whom they did not know, but all had that same 'sick to the pit of your stomach' feeling whilst looking frantically round for their friends and loved ones.

Both Simon and Jude grabbed each others forearm tightly; being triplets they felt something was gone, missing, like a piece that was lost from a jigsaw puzzle.

Standing in the comms. room, they fell to the floor as if suddenly their batteries had run out; both boys lost consciousness at the same time, with Natashas' name forming on their lips in sync with each other.

Argo Navis, supervising the comms. room that day, immediately knew who had passed on; both boys had such an affinity with each other and their sister that the gap her spirit suddenly departing left caused them both to fall into a coma-like sleep.

Summoning the healers from the medical room, he relayed the news to Lyros and Ara, who left the student angels preparing a twin suite for the boys to be nursed in.