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“Yes, Death was here earlier, I had to speak to her about what has been happening on the surface. I don’t know if your choir has noticed during your patrols, but there has been an increase in supernatural deaths. That is why Raphael is here, two of his angels found a strange death, no trace of Angel or Hell fire, but the immune system appeared to have been burnt from the inside out. Though deaths overall haven’t increased, more people are dying supernaturally and we don’t think it's to do with low level demons,” Uriel’s face changed into something more serious and she narrowed her eyes slightly. “Tha

“Azzy. Azzraelll, I know you are in here, are you tinkering around with your hour glasses?” Raphael and Azrael looked at each other and smiled. An instant cheer filled them, chasing away the shadows of the past and they began to make their way back to the office. “We’re coming Uriel, wait in the office please,” A short giggle followed by cheerful humming accompanied their journey back to the office and as the shelves opened up into the small office a small figure was perched on the desk, legs dangling playfully and a big grin across her face. The faint smell of storms filled the room and her long golden hair tha

“So I guess you know why I came to see you then?” Azrael nodded, glancing every now and then at the objects on the shelves. There were thousands upon thousands of hour glasses, half a metre tall, all at different stages of sand fall, the noise of which made the place sound like it was filled with a thousand people whispering. “I had guessed your scouts might of picked certain things up, you always pick the more observative Angels,” “Yes, I had two come back this morning, telling me they had come across what seemed like a Demon attack, yet there were no traces of ice or Hell Fire. It was almost like the humans e

CHAPTER 1 Raphael hurried down the white stone path, passing marble columns that broke the view of the gardens to the left of him. He had to go see Azrael, something was bothering him and the elder Angel was one of the wisest Angels Raphael trusted. He turned sharply to the right and through the open doorways into the Death Offices. Despite the name, the Death Offices were one of the brightest buildings around, white marble carved into elegant shapes and columns, topped with a large stained glass dome. Corridors and small offices ran round the outside of the rectangular building, with a large open hall dominating the middle, filled with Ange

Heaven… Metatron rubbed at the lines forming on her brow. Azrael sighed and coughed quietly. “What is it Azrael,” Azrael’s face twitched as he suppressed a smile, his ice blue eyes laughing at the scene in front of them. “Well, I just thought that training the Generals of Heaven would differ slightly from Human behaviour,” Metatron frowned as Raphael cried out in shock. “MICHAEL, LET GO OF RAPHAEL’S WINGS. RIGHT. NOW,” Azrael couldn’t help but chuckle, and Metatron threw him a deadly glance, irritation shining out of her pale gold eyes. Running a hand through her silver hair, Met

Prologue "Once upon a time, a devil and an angel fell in love. It did not end well." Damien gazed up at his father, adoration shining from his tiny face. His chubby little fists clung to the folds of his fathers robe, the dark material shimmering in the red light of the throne room. Damien, at the equivalent to four earth years, only had eyes for his father, his entire world was this one being. Of his mother, he knew nothing about, for his father never spoke about her, and Damien was too young to ask too many questions. Damien’s only memory of her was a warm touch on his face, a shining light tinged with golden red and a clean scent.

The Sorceress and the Assassin: The Sorceress "Mistress Tailtiu!" Three sprites came tumbling into Tailtiu's home, noisily crying for their protector. "There are evil people in a cave and an evil sorceress! They're ruining our home! Make them leave." "Hush little ones. I'll see what I can do. Now, show me the cave with the 'evil people'." Tailtiu nodded to her golem as he came into the tree house with a paper. --- Tailtiu crouched in a tree outside a cave, the three sprites clutching her legs. She absently patted each one on the head, trying to convey reassurance. She couldn't believe what she saw. A terrible sorceress, wreathed in blue f

The Sorceress and the Assassin: The Assassin Tailtiu was sitting in her tree home one morning, staring at the ashes of her fire pit. She was contemplating tracing patterns in it when her golem spoke. "'Ey Tailtiu. This 'ere paper says a sorceress and a…assassin wandering around terrorizing the locals." He brandished one of the Elemental papers she subscribed to at her. "Oh?" she asked, mildly interested. "Do they say what species?" Her golem scanned the article, "Fire Elemental. She has flaming wings and blue tinged stripes." "Oh dear. That sounds so vague. It could even be Ele!" she laughed. "This is wot she looks like." Tailtiu