The Light Temple, Lykros, Peace Region, Heaven
Friday, January 4th
9:32am
Gamer, Angel, Death, Mangle and Seraphina left the Light House earlier this morning with a couple guards sent from Heaven's Palace, and once stepping through the front gates of the family property, were immediately met with Princess Moriko Earth, Prince Damian Darkwood and Princess Ashunti Morning, Jackal's wife. The three royals accompanied the teens through the town and over to the Light Temple.
Today, it had been arranged for the teens, specifically Gamer, to meet the sisters and priestesses of the Light Temple and tell them the 'news'.
Approaching the front steps of the temple, the group were immediately greeted with Mother Zoraida and her alone. "Mother Zoraida, why do you greet us alone?" Moriko asked as Mother Zoraida shown the worried look drawn on her face "They all share high doubt, they think this will be another false promise given by Michael" the blind seer stated as Gamer's brows frowned a little before climbing up the first few steps to meet the woman. The fallen took the old lady's hands within his own as he looked up at her "I'm here" he gently told her and instantly, Mother Zoraida's face softened yet lit up in hope "And I'm real..." Gamer stated right before the seer hugged him in relief and joy for a few seconds, then pulling away and turning to the others "They are all gathered inside" she stated. The blind seer motioned them all to follow her inside, Angel and Death hesitantly climbing the temple steps and following all the angels inside.
They made their way down a couple corridors and soon into the main chapel of the temple.
White-silvery brick lined the walls, blues and golds and whites of candles and decoration lined the chapel and at the very front wall stood the stone-carved mural of the first Light Spirit with her original soulstone set in place of her heart.
Upon walking into the chapel, all eyes of the sisters and priestesses fell on the group, the women of the temple confused of whether to bow their heads for the royals or question why two teenage angels, a fallen angel and two demons were in their temple. High Priestess Candace made her way over to the group "My princesses and prince- why are you accompanied by children?" she questioned "The temple was told that it would meet the new divine" "And we deliver that promise" Damian assured her, gesturing to his right as Gamer hesitantly stepped forward, meeting the priestess face-to-face. Candace's brows frowned as Mother Zoraida took Gamer's hand and escorted him to the front of the chapel were the mural stood, followed by his friends and the royals.
Once Gamer and him alone was close enough to the mural, the first spirit's soulstone shone brightly in his presence.
He could feel the familiar happiness and excitement beating from the stone, another's feelings that brought a smile to his own face... yet the moment was immediately cut short when one of the sisters shouted from the back.
"Why's the fallen here?" she yelled as another chimed in "He shouldn't be here!" "Didn't he go to Hell?" a priestess questioned "Yeah- he chose Hell over Heaven" "Demon lover!" "Sinner!" more butted in as all the sisters and priestesses started muttering and talking. Gamer was frozen yet Ashunti placed a gentle hand on the fallen's shoulder "It's okay" she told him before Damian summoned a rusted black staff and slammed the bottom of it into the tiled flooring, creating a loud thunder crackling-like bang to echo throughout the temple. "Silence!" the prince's voice boomed and immediately in response, all the girls shutted up "You will not disrespect the divine in his own home!" Damian's voice roared, the sisters and priestesses all scared from the prince's outburst and confused by his words "...you ready?" Ashunti quietly asked Gamer as he nodded his head a bit, the princess turned her head to Damian and Moriko, giving them both a nod before stepping away from the fallen. "My dear sisters and priestesses of this temple, we present you the new Light Spirit of Heaven... Gamer Shadow" Ashunti announced as the fallen turned and faced all of them, Gamer took a shaky breath before closing his eyes and within a moment of bright beautiful light, he changed.
Standing in a soft white gold-laced leg-less/sleeve-less leotard-like bodysuit with a star-shaped hole within the middle of the chest, a golden engraved belt with blue sheer fabric clinging to it as though to act like a skirt. White silvery boots with a small heel climbing up to the bottom of his knees with hints of godly gold. White gloves letting all fingers, except the pointer, breathe as it crawled almost all the way up his entire arm, just stopping before his shoulders and two golden bracelets covering most of the lower half of his arm. His shamrock-green soulstone still hung around his neck as a light gold band wrapped around his head, holding a golden star within the middle of his forehead.
All of them were dumbfounded. Staring in dumbness and absolute awe of the fallen angel as he glimmered and shone in the light.
Yet again, the mood changed back to the doubtful and hatred-soaked tension as a sister spoke badly of him again.
"He's a fallen angel!" a sister harshly stated "You expect us to follow and worship a corrupted fallen?" "He's the reason fifty-four angel guards died!" another joined in until a priestess stepped in "Fifty-four angel guards that were rightly punished for throwing out probably the only decent angel in this realm" she snapped at the rude sisters. Mangle looked over at the angered priestess, recognising her beautiful porcelain skin, long coffee-brown hair and ruby red eyes "....Phoebe?" the angel muttered under her breath before another rude girl butted in "He turned his back on his own kind for a murderous demon! he's a traitor!" the girl shouted before a few more joined in. Gamer stepped back, fading out of the divine form whilst his head hung low to the ground "They're right..." he whispered "No, they're not" Mangle told him before turning to the sisters again "Listen my dear sisters-" "Why's that freak talking now?" someone interrupted her.
Mangle walked through the main chapel, hearing the warrior sisters' whispers, feeling their disgusted stares before walking out into the hallway...
A freak.... that's how they all mostly seen her.
Mangle ran up the candle lit stairs and down the corridor before skidding out onto the balcony. She ran past several sisters of the temple who gave her either weird looks or glares of disapproval as she ran and once at the end of the balcony
Mangle had already lived a painful life full of hate and disapproval aimed at her by those around her. Only two priestesses in the entire temple liked her and were her friends yet all the other sisters and priestesses hated her and yet she ignored it, and pretended her whole life that it never hurt her nor bugged her in any way.
'A freak' they called her 'Disrespectful', 'Rule breaker', 'chosen one' or 'the favourite'. They saw her as childish, a corruption waiting to happen and unfortunately..... she watched them say the same things and worse about Gamer before he fell.
Now she's stronger. She can stand her ground and is no longer afraid to speak up.
And now.... she's had enough.
"All angels have shunned both me and Gamer for years only because we held interests and curiosity of Hell and its celestials" Mangle stated, her voice loud and harsh, shocking all of the sisters and priestesses of the temple "None of you are worthy to be called 'angels'" she firmly stated, her anger twisting through her words. "You are the ones who lack disrespect and basic manners- he's lived his whole life thinking that he is useless and every single angel in this realm told him so-" "We have never said a word to him-" the rude sister stopped midsentence as a short half-second of light shifted and turned, leaving Mangle in a now goddess-like form.
Her eyes pure white, her hair glimmering white and pink as its length reached the tiled floor. Her white dress laced with pure shimmering gold that sung like rays of the sun. The Light Stone clinging to a sun-themed jewelled gold belt around her waist.
Mangle glared down at the sister who had dared to interrupt her "Must I remind you that you stand before two goddesses and a divine?" she coldly questioned as the sister cowered a little "She's right" High Priestess Candace stated as she made her way to the front, accompanied by Michael (who had arrived a little late) and once at the front, she turned to the gathered sisters and priestesses. "You are in the presence of the guardians of the Light Stone and Dark Stone- the new goddesses of the celestial realms and the Heavenly Light Spirit" Candace stated, all the younger angels in front of her slowly showing guilty and fearful faces, and they all got even more scared when the still healing archangel spoke. "A reaper demon- Elizabeth Widow is a goddess of Hell, Mangle Stitch is a goddess of Heaven and Gamer Shadow is our Light Spirit" the archangel somewhat repeated Candace's statement "You all asked for the divine spirit" he reminded them "And here he stands with also two goddesses by his side yet you all show him hatred because he helped a demon over a decade ago- a demon that is his both his best friend and the only person who can protect him from all harm". Upon hearing those words, Death felt a lot of eyes shift onto him as he himself averted his own to the ground yet Gamer gently took one of the ripper's hands into one of his own, holding it tightly to re-assure the demon that he wasn't alone.
"There will come a child of both shadow and light. Whose hair is of sun, eyes of clear blue skies and skin as pale as stardust. This child will be as their name and embrace all good and evil. They will act in step of Heaven and Hell uniting as one with their partnered love, a burning sun and a starry moon" Michael recited, pulling all the women's eyes back onto him "Aurea Sunne's prophecy for the next Light Spirit, along with his name and where to find him" he continued. "Like it or not- you will not disrespect these people and you will follow them.... they are your new hope for peace and balance" Michael stated and after his words, slowly one by one, each sister and priestess kneeled to the ground.
Not for the royals.
Not for the archangel.
But to the kids that now stood before them... their new and now only hope of safety and peace.
Killen Base-Delta, City/Town Unknown, England, Mid
Friday, January 4th
11:35pm
Haruka slowly opened her eyes, glancing around the room and noticing herself laying in a bed within the infirmary of the Killen Base. "You're awake" Inessa quietly exclaimed with a bright smile as the terna demon looked over at her "...what?" "You've been out for a good few weeks, your wounds have properly healed as well" Inessa stated as Haruka flinched a bit when her eyes finally fell upon Cyprise passed out, half on the bed and half on the chair she was sitting on, faintly holding the terna's hand in her own. "The fuck...?" Haruka muttered under her breath as Inessa turned her head "Oh yeah- there was a last minute mission to Heaven, she went on the conditions that the Grey Leader gives you full pardon and drops all charges on you" the young demon stated as she picked up her clipboard and stepped back over to the counter and cupboards whilst the terna's eyes stayed on Cyprise. 'She did that... for me?' Haruka silently questioned herself before shaking her head and removing her hand from the sleeping shadow walker's, and waking her up. Cyprise slowly sat up, tiredly looking at Haruka as the terna's eyes glared in disapproval "Cyprise- go to your bunk room and get proper rest in an actual fucking bed" Haruka coldly stated yet the shadow walker was so tired that the top half of her body slammed back down onto the bed, falling back to sleep instantly "She hasn't left your side ever since she got back" Inessa added as a light shade of pink slowly dusted over Haruka's face.
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