[center][b][color=FF0000][sup][h1]E L I A S (E L I)[/h1][/sup][/color][/b][/center]

[COLOR=FF0000][INDENT][B][SUP][SUB][H3]New York City, 2018[/H3][/SUB][/SUP][/B][/INDENT][hr][/COLOR][INDENT][INDENT][sup][color=darkgray]Palazzo, 10:57pm[/color][/sup][/INDENT][/INDENT]

Angel's could not lie. They could bend the truth and even be made to believe what they were saying. However lie that was impossible. So when Eli heard this seraph call herself Saphira. His [i]Saphira[/i]. The control he was so famous for nearly shattered. Eli eyes turned black and his tone turned ice cold. He did not know what this angel's game was but no way was he about to believe such a ludicrous statement. "Is this some tactic to get me to let you go? Because I am not amused." Eli wasn't not in the least bit entertained. There was no way in hell this angel was Saphira. She died. She was in the afterlife, maybe on the road to reincarnation. There wasn't any way in hell this woman was Saphira. The chances of that was impossible. "Whatever trick this is, it will stop now." Eli voice was emotionless yet firm. The former however was far from what he was feeling. Eli did not like talking about Saphira. There were a few reasons. One because Eli did not like to linger on regrets. It was hard to discuss something when you felt guilt for not being there to save her. 

He wish he had. He would have given anything to do so, even live without her. Had that been the price Eli would have paid it willingly. Sure Sara would have been married to someone else but she would have been alive. Maybe even happy. Eli could have lived with that. He would have paid it a thousand times over. Sure his one attempt to be with her would have never have happened. Also she would have married Dante and maybe eventually had children. Yet all those things Eli could have lived with if he knew she would have still been alive. That was why Eli had wished for her to be reincarnated, because maybe then Saphira would have had a second chance at life. The twenty-first century was such a different time. Woman were so much more vibrant and independent. Eli could could easily imagine Saphira here living, embracing life. She had enjoyed adventure with him as a child. So maybe some of that would carry over in a new existence. Not that he would ever know. She could have been born into any family around the world or reborn to look like her old self. 

In either scenario Eli would never recognize her. His memories of Sara were as vivid as any memory he had as a human. Yet the one thing shroud in all them was her face. He could not see her or sum up her features in anyone of those memories, Alucard his immortal father had made sure of that. So even if this angel was telling the truth, which he was sure she wasn't. There wasn't any way Eli could confirm at the present. So until proof was presented Eli would not dare have the memory tainted in any way. He rose from his chair and walked over to the angel. He wasn't sure what he wanted to say or do but decisions at the present had to be made. "I am not sure if you believe what you are saying or have found some way to go against your very nature." Eli took a deep breath to restrain himself. "However I will not tolerate you claiming the identity of a woman who is long since been dead." He reached passed her pressing the button that opened the intercom. "Hunter open the door. I am done here." 

The interrogation room opened up and Eli stepped past the angel to exit. Before he took his leave he made one final statement. "In the future it would be wise for you to not use that name in my presence." When it came to Saphira Eli did not even allow his subjects to test his patients. "Hunter will be your guard til you are returned back to your kin." After this Eli thought the sooner the better. He left the room. Hunter was leaning against the wall with a somber face. Eli could tell he wanted to know what had just happened in there but at the present the vampire did not want to answer. "Later" He answered the unspoken question. Hunter nodded and stood up straight. "How would you like me to handle her quarters arrangement?" Eli frowned at the question. He knew how Hunter would like to handle it in his way. The man was literal casanova and was clearly enamored with the angel. That did not sit well with Eli but it was better than having her around him at the present. "Keep her in one of the suites on the 12th floor." That was where they kept guest with magical abilities. The entire floor was tethered in void magic. She would not find any hope of escape there. 

Hunter nodded acknowledging the command as Eli walked away. He watched as Eli disappeared down the hall, before he went about his duty. Pressing the button opening the doors once more. He entered and bowed. "I am Hunter Ashton." He stood back up and smiled. "But I believe that you and I have already met."