✖xoxoxoxoxoxo Archangel Uriel ♥
Folding his six wings, Uriel rushed over to the dismembered body. The body itself was cut beyond recognition, in fact you could barely tell it was once human, but it was most certainly the boy, he could feel it. The sight was gruesome to behold, many of the tender loving Angels weren't able to stand the sight, doubling over in agony. A physical body could be easily fixed but the soul had already been stolen from this one.
"We were too late, even with Gabriel's predictions we weren't fast enough..." he cursed under his breath. Under the circumstances, the Seraph felt it was necessary to move the body. Such a pure-hearted boy should not be left in such a state. That and meat rotted faster than most thought. With tender hands he lifted what remained of the boy's corpse, using divine force to gather all the stray pieces. He tried to imagine that adorable smile that had once lit the bruised and bloody mess that was now Unholy Divinity's face, but the current image was too permanently etched into his mind to think such things.
The crimson liquid, the essence of life itself now seeped onto the Seraphs hands, down his strong arms, dripping like a broken tap onto the cold heartless earth below. Blood. The very presence of it made him ill. Turning to one of the nearby Angels, he placed the body gently in their arms.
"Take this body back to heaven, have Raphael take a look at it."Without a second glance to see if the Angels had gone or not, Uriel began searching for clues, evidence, and without fail he found it. Scorch marks on the ground and a piece of thick black hair were the only things he could find, but it was enough. He examined it carefully, Angels eyes were much more perceptive than those of a humans after all. It was a very peculiar hair to say the least, consisting of various traces of earth, water, and even a dead louse. The reason this was odd was because Demons, unless they were extremely powerful, couldn't live on earth. They could walk there for short periods of time to cause havoc but they were not made to withstand the pressure of the outside world. The answer was significantly narrowed down to a hundred or so Demons, but still questions remained.
Why had one of the banished felt the need to kill a single human boy? Why had none of the two hundred angels assigned to him been with him when it happened? It was too far fetched to write it off as slacking off or they were all on break at the same time. Even if that were the case, the fact that the demon would just happened to attack the boy in those moments was so unlikely it would have to have been...
"An act of God." He paused in his thoughts, unable to piece it together. He turned to the Angels who had followed him down, his cold obsidian eyes ever analyzing, piercing through them with a know it all stare. He wouldn't be allowed to tell them any of his thoughts directly, so he had to figure out a way to make them think it on their own.
"I thank you all for your support." He began. This would be the best way, Angels were too caring for their own good. Giving them orders was all good but i they decided to carry out a task on their own, the results would be much better.
"But we have failed in protecting the boy. A disgrace to heaven that two hundred angels couldn't protect one child or even capture the one responsible. The Banished has fled to hell. there is nothing more I can instruct you to do." He smiled to them, any of them with half the intellect of a human would be able to see how strange the incident was now, even if they didn't care for the little human boy, the rewards attached to the retrieval of such a pure soul would be enough to become one of the favored.
Even among Angels there was the shadows of corruption in the hierarchy. No one was created equal, no one was equally loved by God. They knew it, the Angels did, and yet every moment they would serve the lord, striving endlessly for his eternal affection.
"It's that affection that makes us strive for the salvation of humanity." He thought, gazing up at the fading storm above. He had left some clues to help any who wished to try their hand at finding the soul, one being that he wouldn't interfere with them, two being that the demon was one of the banished, and third was that if you could find a way to sneak into hell or get a connection to hell you could find him. It was enough for any of them to start off, the motives were irrelevant to him, as long as that soul was returned to them.
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(sorry for the long a** post O.o...it's even scaring me XD)
