"Perhaps," Camael mused. Perhaps she would help him. Maybe, just maybe, it could mean they'd be one step closer to ending the war that had plagued the world. Perhaps if she was able to find a way to offer him what he needed, she'd find a cure for the darkness that had made its root in the city as well. She held on to those hopes, those possibilities, with a level of optimism that she normally didn't have. Had her long times with Kristiel made her akin to the young angel? No, that couldn't be it. Maybe it was just some blind hope guiding her, or maybe this was the Creator speaking to her; lifting her heart and telling her that she'd be able to find a way. If anyone would, it was her.
With that in mind, she nodded to Abaddon with confidence that she lacked before. "I am willing to do all I can."
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Call me Spencer not my real name. I'm 17 years old, from the Philippines, pansexual, a Journalism student, and a generally badass person, if I do say so myself.
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Silas checked his watch. 9 am. From the black car parked down the street, a couple of blocks away from the bank, he had a clear view of who entered and left its premises. So far, only five have entered: two businessmen, a woman in a suit, an old lady and a young man. None of them seemed like the types to try and be a hero, so Silas knew they wouldn't be having a problem. He turned to Slanie, who sat at the driver's seat and was talking to their colleagues. "Is everything a go?" he asked, a heavy British accent coating his words.
Slanie turned away from the call and chuckled. "Of course," she said, attempting and failing at the accent, "Mr. Stonem."
Silas rolled his eyes and ran a hand through his slicked back hair, cringing at the feeling of clay on his fingers. He hated having to put anything on his hair, but it was necessary for his disguise. The suit was itchy too, and he would rather have worn some old tee, but some sacrifices had to be made. After this job, they'd be filthy rich and he'd be able to afford Slanie a college education. That was what's important, and he had to focus on it.
It didn't take long for his own phone to vibrate with a text. Colin was in position. It was time for Silas to enter the building. He fixed his tie and checked the tiny earpiece Slanie made him wear earlier. Normally, technology like that wasn't afforded to people like him, but the people who asked for their help in the job seemed like they had the proper equipment for it. They seemed like they were the real deal, not the kind of people Silas would usually associate with. Some part of him wondered about why they hired street rats like them. It didn't feel right, but Kelly was the one who introduced them to each other, so that shouldn't mean harm for them, right?
Sighing, Silas exited the car. He straightened his suit for the last time and put on a charming facade. With that set, he entered the bank. He underwent the usual security proceedings before he was allowed full entrance. Once inside, he took inventory of his surroundings. Personally, he'd never been inside the bank before so he didn't know what to expect. It was grand enough, but not really his scene. He'd rather they finish the job as quickly as they could, so he set to work. He looked at the tellers and saw one without a line. It was for a woman with blonde hair and dark eyes. She was beautiful. It was a pity that she'd be losing her job soon.
Silas approached the woman's booth with a small, boyish grin. "Good morning, angel," he greeted, catching her eyes as best as he could. "Would you mind answering some questions for me?" He chanced a look at his watch. It was almost time.
Slanie turned away from the call and chuckled. "Of course," she said, attempting and failing at the accent, "Mr. Stonem."
Silas rolled his eyes and ran a hand through his slicked back hair, cringing at the feeling of clay on his fingers. He hated having to put anything on his hair, but it was necessary for his disguise. The suit was itchy too, and he would rather have worn some old tee, but some sacrifices had to be made. After this job, they'd be filthy rich and he'd be able to afford Slanie a college education. That was what's important, and he had to focus on it.
It didn't take long for his own phone to vibrate with a text. Colin was in position. It was time for Silas to enter the building. He fixed his tie and checked the tiny earpiece Slanie made him wear earlier. Normally, technology like that wasn't afforded to people like him, but the people who asked for their help in the job seemed like they had the proper equipment for it. They seemed like they were the real deal, not the kind of people Silas would usually associate with. Some part of him wondered about why they hired street rats like them. It didn't feel right, but Kelly was the one who introduced them to each other, so that shouldn't mean harm for them, right?
Sighing, Silas exited the car. He straightened his suit for the last time and put on a charming facade. With that set, he entered the bank. He underwent the usual security proceedings before he was allowed full entrance. Once inside, he took inventory of his surroundings. Personally, he'd never been inside the bank before so he didn't know what to expect. It was grand enough, but not really his scene. He'd rather they finish the job as quickly as they could, so he set to work. He looked at the tellers and saw one without a line. It was for a woman with blonde hair and dark eyes. She was beautiful. It was a pity that she'd be losing her job soon.
Silas approached the woman's booth with a small, boyish grin. "Good morning, angel," he greeted, catching her eyes as best as he could. "Would you mind answering some questions for me?" He chanced a look at his watch. It was almost time.
Elizabeth Fontaine
Beth chuckled at Tessa's antics and how she seemed to have forgotten that her hair was still messed up. "Okay, Dorothy," se called out as she took out her wand from beneath her robes. She gave it a swish and fixed up the girl's hair for her. She walked past Tessa and gave the girl a light pat on the head as they neared Hagrid's hut. "Be more careful next time, okay?" She then gave a small smile towards Ryan, as if apologizing for her friend's actions. A part of her wanted for Tessa and Ryan to become good friends too. Ryan could use more wonderful people in his life, and Beth wouldn't mind always having the both of them by her side. In fact, that scenario would be the best. She was so happy just thinking about it.
Hagrid's hut was just a few feet away and a lot of other students were there already. She waved towards Ryan and Tessa. "Let's go!"
Beth chuckled at Tessa's antics and how she seemed to have forgotten that her hair was still messed up. "Okay, Dorothy," se called out as she took out her wand from beneath her robes. She gave it a swish and fixed up the girl's hair for her. She walked past Tessa and gave the girl a light pat on the head as they neared Hagrid's hut. "Be more careful next time, okay?" She then gave a small smile towards Ryan, as if apologizing for her friend's actions. A part of her wanted for Tessa and Ryan to become good friends too. Ryan could use more wonderful people in his life, and Beth wouldn't mind always having the both of them by her side. In fact, that scenario would be the best. She was so happy just thinking about it.
Hagrid's hut was just a few feet away and a lot of other students were there already. She waved towards Ryan and Tessa. "Let's go!"
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yay for being the same age. and here i thought silas might turn out to be a pedo
yay for being the same age. and here i thought silas might turn out to be a pedo
Camael was silent, lost in her thoughts. "You're wrong," she finally said, turning to look at the demon. "Everyone can be saved, no matter how far gone." She had to believe that. If she didn't, then she should have just conceded defeat from the start. She had to believe that, believe that the people ad those like Abaddon could be saved. "What kind of angel would I be if I didn't believe in the power of salvation?"
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The dawning of a new day saw Silas on the roof of a run down apartment building. Many of its windows were boarded up, and the bright red paint on it had faded into a murky brown. It was located in the shadier part of the city, a place most people avoid at all costs. It was a place filled with people you never want to meet in a dark alley, but for Silas, it was home.
The door to the roof burst open and a young woman approached Silas, who was in the middle of her early morning workout. The woman, Slanie Griffin, approached the half-naked man with a small smirk on her lips. "Today is the day, brother."
Silas jumped up to fully face his younger foster sister and nodded, a huge smile on his face. Slanie was right. The day they had all been preparing for for weeks had finally arrived. The Federal Bank of New York would be stormed, and no one would be prepared for it. How could they? They were far too confident in their bank's security to even imagine a group of delinquents to rob them. This heist would be their grandest act yet.
Together, Silas and Slanie returned down to their safehouse in the apartment where the rest of the team were waiting. Colin Reed, Silas' childhood friend and their inside man for the job, was putting the final touches to his security guard uniform. He'd been working at the bank for two months, and they'd made sure that no one would suspect him. Silas offered Connor a fist bump before he headed towards Slanie, who held out a suit. That was the plan: Silas would enter the bank as an average Joe while Connor would disable the bank's security systems. Then, Silas would give the signal for the rest of their team to storm in and gather all the money the bank had to offer. And for a bank as big as the Federal Bank of New York, that meant a lot.
Dressed in the suit and tie, Silas turned towards his friend with his usual boyish smile. "Do I look good or do I look good?" For their part, Slanie and Colin did their damndest to try and keep in their laughter. Silas rolled his eyes as the two disastrously failed. He could appreciate their laughter. A suit and tie definitely wasn't his style, but he had to admit that he looked good in it.
It took the arrival of the rest of their team to sober the two up. Now focused, they left to do their own parts in the heist. Silas would enter the bank a while after it opened. And then, all hell would break loose.
The door to the roof burst open and a young woman approached Silas, who was in the middle of her early morning workout. The woman, Slanie Griffin, approached the half-naked man with a small smirk on her lips. "Today is the day, brother."
Silas jumped up to fully face his younger foster sister and nodded, a huge smile on his face. Slanie was right. The day they had all been preparing for for weeks had finally arrived. The Federal Bank of New York would be stormed, and no one would be prepared for it. How could they? They were far too confident in their bank's security to even imagine a group of delinquents to rob them. This heist would be their grandest act yet.
Together, Silas and Slanie returned down to their safehouse in the apartment where the rest of the team were waiting. Colin Reed, Silas' childhood friend and their inside man for the job, was putting the final touches to his security guard uniform. He'd been working at the bank for two months, and they'd made sure that no one would suspect him. Silas offered Connor a fist bump before he headed towards Slanie, who held out a suit. That was the plan: Silas would enter the bank as an average Joe while Connor would disable the bank's security systems. Then, Silas would give the signal for the rest of their team to storm in and gather all the money the bank had to offer. And for a bank as big as the Federal Bank of New York, that meant a lot.
Dressed in the suit and tie, Silas turned towards his friend with his usual boyish smile. "Do I look good or do I look good?" For their part, Slanie and Colin did their damndest to try and keep in their laughter. Silas rolled his eyes as the two disastrously failed. He could appreciate their laughter. A suit and tie definitely wasn't his style, but he had to admit that he looked good in it.
It took the arrival of the rest of their team to sober the two up. Now focused, they left to do their own parts in the heist. Silas would enter the bank a while after it opened. And then, all hell would break loose.
A tiny strand of blonde hair fluttered to the ground, as Shiori released another kunai in the direction she guessed the archer was. That was close. Too close. She wasn't going to take another chance with her opponent. Whoever he was, he meant to kill her and it was only luck that had saved her from an early demise. If she died, the trader would suffer a similar state. She could not have that. The time to be on the defensive had passed. She reached to her back, pulling out a short sword from its sheath. She gripped it in her hand and sprinted towards the direction of her opponent, using her chakra to speed up her approach.
She finally saw him, a man with dark hair and equally dark eyes. Shiori blinked, giving her opponent a once over. He was the image of a shinobi, so unlike an amateur like her. Having such a seemingly skilled opponent during her very first mission didn't seem fair at all, even for a child of Ren Tetsume. Still, she couldn't let him continue on with his nefarious plots, whatever they were. She moved forward, the blade of her sword meeting the skin of the man's neck. "Identify yourself," she ordered, applying more pressure to the blade but careful enough not to break skin.
She finally saw him, a man with dark hair and equally dark eyes. Shiori blinked, giving her opponent a once over. He was the image of a shinobi, so unlike an amateur like her. Having such a seemingly skilled opponent during her very first mission didn't seem fair at all, even for a child of Ren Tetsume. Still, she couldn't let him continue on with his nefarious plots, whatever they were. She moved forward, the blade of her sword meeting the skin of the man's neck. "Identify yourself," she ordered, applying more pressure to the blade but careful enough not to break skin.
Camael sighed and nodded. There was no use denying it. Besides, she would be lying if she did, and that would go against what she was. She focused her attention back to Abaddon, a thoughtful look in her eyes. "It isn't possible, right?"
She looked back over the city and wondered, "Is the same to be said about the world?
She looked back over the city and wondered, "Is the same to be said about the world?
Alex flew away from Titus and perched on Marie's head next. She began to peck the girl's head. Of course it was a secret. Did this girl not know anything? Did she really go wandering around shouting her status as a shifter? If so, then they would all be in big trouble. She gave the girl one last hard peck before flying away and shifting back to her human form. Crossing her arms over her chest, she turned to Darren. "No way. He already saw mine. He needs to show his before any more of us shift."
She turned her attention back to Titus, a scowl on her face. "Come on, man. I shifted already so you know I'm a shifter." She gestured to her still naked body, hiding behind some trees as an afterthought. She then gestured around them as best as she could. "We're near the woods now so don't be a prude." Alex nodded towards Marie and Darren before turning her eyes back to Titus. "You're kind of the new person here. We should be the one not trusting you, not the other way around." She huffed, her irritation reaching new heights. "You all have already ruined my relaxing afternoon. Best make it worthwhile, man."
She turned her attention back to Titus, a scowl on her face. "Come on, man. I shifted already so you know I'm a shifter." She gestured to her still naked body, hiding behind some trees as an afterthought. She then gestured around them as best as she could. "We're near the woods now so don't be a prude." Alex nodded towards Marie and Darren before turning her eyes back to Titus. "You're kind of the new person here. We should be the one not trusting you, not the other way around." She huffed, her irritation reaching new heights. "You all have already ruined my relaxing afternoon. Best make it worthwhile, man."
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