novus au

Ch 4

The air was cool and calm, the small droplets of rain seemed to be an afterthought, three boys stood at the grave of their caretaker, she was a sweet old woman who took them in from the adoption center. She always had a warm smile and smelled like gingerbread.

She loved to bake and even taught Elasma and Maomai how to cook, she always made sure to get Zazlae included in their activities. Azazel loved to read and she would talk about books with him. She was the best caretaker they ever had.

Elasma was the oldest, second oldest was Zazlae who was three years younger, and the youngest was Maomai. Maomai was only six at the time, Zazlae was twelve, making Elasma 15... no older than Rin when he had lost Shiro in the old world.

They were alone. All alone.

A soft tapping captured the attention of the three orphaned boys. "Now what are the three of you doing in the rain? You can weaken your immune system and catch something you know," Shiro sighs softly.

"An angel!" Maomai pointed out hiding behind Elasma. Making the elder angel chuckle.

"I am not here to hurt you... Just to collect you, His Holiness has requested your attendance at his school," Shiro chuckled offering out a hand to the boys.

"It seems like a very good offer but how can we trust you?" Elasma asked putting Zazlae behind him right next to Maomai.

"Ah yes, he told me to give this to you as proof" Shiro replies handing them a three fo Rin's feathers, I also have letters for all of you with his seal, and if that still isn't enough I have my halo as proof... you can hold it you want. There is no way you can break it. So try all you can,"

A circle of light formed above his head floating softly above his hair, Shiro cupped his hands around it and handed it to the boys. Elasma took and tried to bend it, only getting his arms tired in response. then t]he tried to rip it in half, He whined and handed it back.

"Why does he want us out of all the other kids?"

"You have a greater potential than all of them... I can't answer al; your questions... but I am sure he can," Shiro says happily.

"Who?" Zazlae asks pocking his head out from behind Elasma.

"His highness of course,"

"We are meeting him? Like in-person?!"

"No, he is going to talk through a picture frame. Of course, you are seeing him in person,"

Maomai smiled happily and hugged Elasma's leg.

"When are we going I need to get changed I can't see him dressed like this," Zazael began to stress.

"You are fine. And we are leaving now,"

"Now?"

"Yes now," Shiro replies happily.

"But what are we supposed to do?!" Elasma whimpered in panic.

"Just answer his question and do what he says there should be no trouble," Shiro replied with a sigh.

A soft blue glow surrounded them and the world shifted. The polished marble walls sememe dot glow in the presence of Rin who was seated happily in his throne. His aura washed over the three boys who were quivering at the just the sight of him.

At the beginning of, the steps stands a tall blonde boy. With one look Elasma can tell he si snobbish and mean, his hair looks silky but rough... he certainly looks well kept and looks in much better shape than the three muddy boys dressed in their best black T-shirts and jeans.