Hell's Angel

Chapter 11--Replay

Same place as last time. Same conditions. No visibility. But everything was...blurry...and dizzy...and faded...

But how could I tell all of that stuff if I couldn't see anything in the first place?

My answer: Who the hell knows?

That seemed to be the motto lately. Nobody knows anything about whatever is happening. But I would find out. Being a curious person, I wouldn't stop until I figured out what was up with Crystal.

That voice--monotone, void of emotion, blank--sounded out again, but instead of the distant gibberish, I heard actual words. Though they were mixed up, I could tell this being was trying to communicate.

"Do...who...must..!" the voice said. I glanced around, but, alas, I still saw no other being here.

I felt something soft brush against my back. I yelped slightly, twisting around to see what it was. I could see that nothing was there. I co--wait...I could see?

A soft, blue glow was emitting from something. That object I could not see, but it was close to me. I glanced around, spinning in circles to find it until I got dizzy. I shook my head, slowly sitting down. I sighed in relief. Nothing bad was awaiting me on the ground. That was a good sign, right?

Then I heard a name that I absolutely did not want to hear. "Raziel..." the voice tried to explain.

"No. Not a word about him. He's dead, and I'm glad."

The voice got some emotion: confusion. "...Father," it said.

"He was not my father. He was a liar and a cheat, and I'm glad that he's gone," I said quickly, not wanting to be on the subject.

Suddenly, another soft glow appeared, showing a silhouette. It was a woman with long hair, skinny, and quite tall. Taller than me, at least. I would say about 5'10".

Then the glow brightened slightly, revealing the hair color: white. Not the white you get from being old. It was pure, bright, and lovely. Her ice were ice-blue, almost like the glow around her and myself. It was a mixture of cobalt, electric blue, and ice blue.

"Your wings are...different," the woman commented, pointing to the space beside me.

Wings? She must be kidding. I have never seen Castiel's wings, and he said nothing about mine, so I asssumed that I didn't have any.

I glanced behind m, seeing the faint silhouette of wings. Kind of like bird ones, but a lot bigger. With a ten foot wing span, they were ombre--black fading into blue. The same blue that was glowing around them.

That's what was making the glow around me. But that girl? Her glow was coming from her veins. Bright blue shone from her arms and legs and neck, all snaking up and illuminating the place around her.

The whole sight took my thoughts sway from my wings, though I was sure that I would freak out about them later. "Who.../are/ you?" I demanded softly.

The woman--seemingly young--smirked. "What an odd way to treat a guest."

"A guest? You kept taking me here! I'm /your/ guest!"

"You're always here, child," the woman said with a roll of her eyes. "I've just...invited myself here, is all. Oh my, is that Castiel?" she asked, pointing to behind me.

As if by command, a projection appeared. And there was, indeed, the face of the raven-haired angel that had been mentoring me.

"That is, isn't it? Quite a charming fellow, he is. Innocent. Unknowing. How could /he/ teach /you/?" she asked from behind me.