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(No One's Pov)
As most angels of Heaven know, there is a clear field beside the Light Temple where the warrior sisters usually train yet since the field wasn't currently in use, archangel Remiel and Mangle were there. Remiel stood opposite of Mangle, her spear in hand whilst Mangle held one of the wooden staffs she 'borrowed' from the storage room of the Light Temple. Remiel swung her spear, Mangle just barely blocking each attack before managing to push Remiel back a bit. Remiel twirled her spear in her hand, taking a couple steps forward before swinging her spear again. The spear and staff collided a few times before Remiel swung the spear again yet after raising it high, she used it to somewhat distract Mangle before swinging her leg instead to swipe beneath the younger angel's feet, knocking Mangle to the ground. Remiel's spear then came down, Mangle holding the staff high with both hands in order to block the attack. Mangle used quickly moved back, using the staff to push Remiel away again yet that didn't stop the archangel whatsoever. Remiel swung her spear, bluntly hitting her in the stomach causing the smaller angel to hiss in pain a bit. Remiel raised her spear again yet this time, Mangle kicked the archangel in the chest, sending Remiel flying back a few feet, falling back-first into the ground. Mangle ran over to her yet the archangel held out her spear, tripping the angel so she too fell flat to the ground before quickly moving onto her foot and knee, holding the tip of the spear to Mangle's throat... and of course at that exact moment, Michael happened to be flying pass.
Michael immediately landed beside the two "What in father's name are the two of you doing?" he harshly questioned as Remiel rolled her eyes, helping Mangle up to her feet "You could've hurt her-" "You know I wouldn't dare cause harm to her" Remiel stated as Mangle picked up the staff she dropped. "Still-" "Calm yourself" Remiel told Michael with a little harshness to her voice as Michael glared at her "Mangle shouldn't be fighting-" "Every angel needs to know how to fight and defend themselves" Remiel interrupted Michael "We've all put this off way too long and with the misunderstanding causing the unnecessary fall of an angel, it's about time Mangle learns to fight now" she told her brother. "Who knows when the next 'Haven War' is amongst us- she needs to know how to fight in order to protect herself whilst us and our other siblings aren't around to do so" Remiel stated as Michael rolled his eyes "First the wall, now this?" Michael questioned his sister as he gestured to Mangle. "What makes you think you have authority over me and my decisions?" Michael snapped as Remiel glared at him "Training and teaching Mangle was Amenadiel's idea, both God and Ashunti seconded it" Remiel told him "They requested that I teach her, and Mangle is her own person... she agreed to it by her own will" Remiel stated as Michael turned his head to Mangle. "Mangle-" "I'm sorry" Mangle apologized to Michael "But Remiel's right and... I've been asking you for a long time to teach me to fight and defend" the archangel's brows frowned in confusion as he listened to the smaller angel's words "I need to do this Michael" Mangle told him. "Trust me, Michael... our little sister must take things into her own hands now" Remiel calmly told her brother. Michael glared at Remiel before flying off "Where is he going?" Mangle asked "Most likely looking for Amenadiel to complain" Remiel answered, turning to her younger 'sister' "I swear he still acts like a teenager with his whining" Remiel laughed a bit, hearing a louder laugh come from Mangle.
"That's diffidently true" Mangle smiled a bit "Well back to the training" Remiel said yet Mangle looked down at the staff in her hands "Something wrong, sister?" Remiel asked "No- it's just... can't I practice with something else?" Mangle asked yet Remiel placed a hand on her shoulder "When you can summon your own weapon and is extremely different from a staff, then you may practice with something different" Remiel told her. "An angel's weapon must lay significant to the angel themself, yet before an angel is able to summon their true weapon, they must practice with a staff or spear" Remiel explained as Mangle looked up at her "Do you think I would be able to summon a weapon, Remi?" she asked "I believe all angels can, which therefore includes you" the archangel answered "But only in time, my dear sister". Remiel then took a calming breath "Now, let's go again" she said as Mangle got into a readied stance.
(Gamer's Pov)
I wasn't suppose to be working today yet Martin and Zakaria thought it would be a good idea for me to help them clean rooms in the hotel part of the casino... and of course Death agreed to the idea. ..."If you're gonna work here, you need to learn and be able to do most of the jobs everyone else can do" Death said, leaning against the doorframe of my room as I tiredly sat up, rubbing the sleep from my eyes "If you can do that, then either me or Nile will teach you how to bartend" he promised. "Then you can cross that off the bucket list" he said before finally leaving my room to start the morning shift... that was only ten minutes ago, at 7:50 in the BLOODY MORNING. I had forced myself out of bed and dressed into my work uniform before hauling my tired ass out into the casino and upstairs to the first floor where Martin and Zakaria were waiting for me. They both showed me how they cleaned the room, set the bed sheets, etc and I have to say... they're both fast and they both do it all perfectly and clean.... if you couldn't tell, I was rather impressed. Martin went ahead on his own whilst Zakaria helped me with each room. There's three floors of hotel rooms with about twenty to twenty five rooms on each floor.
At the moment, Martin was dealing with rooms on the third floor as me and Zakaria were just finishing up on the last room on the 'first' floor. "Um, Zakaria... what's Angel's 'story'?" I asked as I helped her make the bed "That's kinda complicated... Angel only talked to June and Death before-" Zakaria stopped herself as I raised a brow "Before what?" "Why are you asking me about Angel?" Zakaria questioned, looking up at me. "I don't know, curiosity?" I answered, shrugging my shoulders "All I know about her is that she died 1820, is a reaper, close to the royal family for some reason, woke up from 'dead-sleep' the day I fell into Hell and that she really hates Death for a reason no one will tell me" I added, brows frowning a bit "Why does Angel hate Death so much?" I asked Zakaria yet she just shook her head. "You'd have to ask Death that question" she told me "What do you mean-" "Just drop it for now, Gamer" Zakaria snapped, making me flinched a bit. I avoided looking at her, turning my gaze straight to the ground as I heard Zakaria sign "You have to wait for him to be ready to tell you something such as that" she told me "But-" "Gamer, I mean it" Zakaria said in a harsh voice before heading towards the door of the room. "Hurry up, we still have more rooms to do" Zakaria stated, changing and dismissing the current topic.... yet her answer to my question worsened my curiosity.
(No One's Pov)
On the very edge of the Reaper Region of Hell, there is an old town named Yricdale, but also had one specific bar called the 'Amethyst Clover'. Only seven male devils and one bartender were in the bar at this time, that was until three women dressed in all-white walked in through the front door, the devils turned their heads towards the women "Your kind isn't welcomed here, innocent" one man spat, slamming his beer-filled glass on the bar counter. "We only ask for directions to Sreeburn" one of the women stated "Again, you're not welcomed here" the guy repeated before his friend chimed in "You pieces of shit have five seconds to leave before we kick your dead asses back to your 'pearly golden' gates" the devil threatened... and it was a massive mistake. "No, we won't leave until someone gives us directions to Sreeburn" the woman answered "Fucking bitch" another man hissed, all the devils getting out of their seats and walking over to the women... all it took was exactly one minute of failed fighting from the male devils. The three women had beaten them to the ground before the main one walked over to the bar counter, looking directly at the bartender "May we have directions to Sreeburn?" she asked "O-of course dear angel... head straight from here, it's the closest city in this region to Hell's palace" the bartender told her. "Thank you" the three women then walked out of the bar, joining six other female angels dressed in the same armoured white "Let's go" the main women said, her fellow angels following her close behind.
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