2 Chapter 2 Through the Ruin (1/2)
A noise drew her attention, drawing her back from her pit of despair.An angel, one of her own, struggled from beneath a dead demon.His wings were still pristine and white, drawing her hope from where she had discarded it.
”Aeroangel?” she whispered, drawing his attention.
”Stasia?” His brow furrowed in confusion as he took in her wings.The scene unfolded as he looked over the dead girl and the fallen demon sword.
”It was an accident,” she whispered, fear evident on her face.
”My commander, I have no doubts, that if you claim it to be so, then it must be so.”Laying his hand on her shoulder, she half expected his holy aura to cause her harm, but instead his unfailing trust in her calmed her and brought her peace.
”What should we do?” she asked, hesitantly, glancing back at the girl.Tears leaked down her face at the innocent life she had taken.
”I swore a vow, to follow your orders, when I joined your company.What you order me to do, I must follow, or face the wrath of the elder angels.”
”I am sorry, my friend, for the trouble that I have brought you.I am fallen now, thus you can not return to the heavenly realm.”
”Then we must do whatever is necessary to redeem yourself in the eyes of the elders, to reclaim your holy status.You are not dead, thus there is always a way.”
She looked up at his unflinching eyes and took comfort in his sincere belief.While her own doubts tried to overwhelm her, she smiled and stood.
”The first thing we must do, is to take this child's body back to the town, and see if we can find her parents.They should be informed of the evil that has befallen her.”
”We must be careful, if any suspects our true forms, we would be at risk.”
”You are right.With my black wings, I am kill on sight with all angels, and with your white ones, you would be kill on sight with all demons.We must change our appearances and names to hide our true forms.”
Nodding in agreement, Aeroangel gave a shudder and his splendid white wings transformed to cover his shoulders as a white cloak.Stasia shook herself and her black wings transformed to become a black tattered cloak.A frown etched itself on her face as she looked up at him.
”No matter, my commander, you are not alone on this journey.”
”From this moment forward, I shall be Grey, and you shall be?”
”I prefer the name Airow.”
”Very well, make sure you do not refer to me as your commander, that too would be confusing.”
”I understand.”
Picking the child up, she turned towards the nearest town, which ironically, was the one they had just been fighting the imps at.When they arrived, they discovered that a few people had started to trickle back into town, to begin the arduous task of cleaning up after the battle.