Angel Vicky

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Varia smiled at Gabriel's kindness, the whole room seemed to light up with her beauty and grace. The wilting rose slowly regaining her strength.

But before she departed for Heaven, she hugged Raphael tightly. "Raphael. My teacher. And my Father." She held onto him tight. He was the only one she had left now. She treasured him more so.

"Go my Songstress of Hope. May your songs bring grace to Heaven once more." Raphael kissed his two first fingers and planted them on her forehead, like he would a daughter. She bows to him in respect.

Varia turns to Gabriel. "Ready when you are, Divine."

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I liked Thanduril in LOTR, he has cold eyes in a graceful, eerie way.

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Varia listened. She heeded the words spoken by Raphael. She returned to the room where they were.

"You are not alone Gabriel. I am here to help. I may not be an Archangel or special. But I'll stop Michael's Right Hand." Her eyes fiery with determination.

"No matter what." She vowed as she knelt before the Divine Lion to pledge her loyalty.

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Name : Azazel

Rank : Right hand of Michael.

Powers : Super strength, sword mastery, dark matter manipulation and transmutation.

Appearance:

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Varia did exactly as the Lion said. She always did what was asked of her. Even demanded. She devoted everything to her family. But seeing Raphael like this pained her more than she could take. Her strength grew weaker each day.

She could only watch with tears in her eyes as Raphael was blinded and reached out for his brother, she prayed so hard right now. She had no place left to run or hide.

She ran out of the house to get some air. Looking back, feeling such rage never felt before. First her mother and now Raphael. They really had gone too far. She swore she'd never sing again after entrancing Azazel so easily. And now she feared she was the reason for Raphael's tormented state because she had not returned with the monster.

"I keep on fighting against God in such a dirty, cruel place. My right arm is full of scars and I've devoted everything..." Varia sang softly as she looked up at the sun, hands held together tightly, hoping Raphael would heal.

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That dog is absolutely gorgeous! ^^

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Varia just frowns and backs away from Gabriel as he yells. And then asks about HIM.

She clenches her fist. "Azazel. He's power mad and he desired the only delicate red rose left he has not yet blackened." She didnt know how to describe it any other way. "Raphael always said I was the most treasured with my voice..." She half smiled at the thought back to how it all was when they sang together and loved one another dearly.

"Azazel scared me." She explained with a worrisome look about her face. "He came to me, drenched in blood. I healed him as it was my duty. I sang for him, soothed his warring soul. Ever since then he had desires for me." She paced the room. "And that was very unbecoming of Michael's Right Hand."

She tortured herself as she went on. "I was not yet Raphael's Left Hand. That was my mother. Iridonia. When she told Azazel he was not to go near me and taint me with blood, he raged and he..." Varia couldn't contain her grief. She closed her eyes and heard her mother scream as Azazel ripped off her wings. She could only project this image into Gabriel's mind as she could not bring herself to say the words.

"He...is a monster." Varia stopped. "You think I don't understand how much it hurts, Archangel?" She turned to him with anger. "They all called you a coward you know! Raphael was the only one who did not!"

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In heaven

Azazel knelt before Michael. "Fear not brother, I shall bring her back. She was already with Gabriel. I just have to make sure she is away from him. I swear it will be done...." He vowed to his master.

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Meanwhile Varia slowly enters Gabriel's house and sees him suffer. "You. You're the one I seek." She gently steps closer and closer. "I know how it hurts..." She speaks softly.

"Gabriel." She knew who he was now. The Divine Lion. She smiled with relief that she had found him. Or rather he had found her.

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She walked toward Azazel. "Azazel! You have gone too far! Please let us stop this fighting! Together!" She urged him one last time, pleading with the Right Hand.

Azazel narrows his eyes, his long white hair blowing across his eyes. "Together...?" He was suspicious.

"Yes! Together!" Varia reached out for the angel. She just wanted it all to stop. She wanted Azazel stop hurting her, hurting others. But his loyalty to Michael was too strong.

Azazel laughs. "Nice try Varia. Raphael shall suffer the same fate as your Mother. See you in Heaven, cowards!" He vanishes as his message was delivered.

Varia yells out and flew up to the roof where he once stood. "YOU DARE TOUCH HIM!!" Her voice echoed across the skies.

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Varia was not one to sit idly by. She had follow Gabriel and make sure he was alright. Not knowing the full extent of his powers, she rushed outside to where the church was.

She saw the legion itself but her eyes only fixated on one. The Right Hand of Michael. Azazel.

"The Left Hand of Raphael. Varia." He spoke darkly. Eyes red. "I bring a message from Michael. Return now and he will not banish Raphael." His voice boomed over the church as he backed away from Gabriel. He was not going to pick this fight, he was only delivering a message to his beloved Varia.

She knew he was addressing her. Varia sounded right, that was her name.