Misguided Angel 2/??
Title: Misguided Angel 2/??
Author: giveitupjessica
Rating: PG-NC-17 (depending on the chapter)
Pairings: 2min, jongkey, kangteuk, minkhun
Genre: AU (kind of), romance, fantasy
Summary: I shouldn't be falling for him like this. I've never fallen for anyone but the one I have been bound to since I was created. So why am I suddenly doing whatever I can to protect him, to make sure no harm every comes his way. I shouldn't be by his side like this. I shouldn't be holding him in my arms as he sleeps. But the fire that I feel when our skin touches is something I've never experienced before. What does this all mean? I know I'm only putting him in more danger by staying with him, but for some reason I can't leave him. I can't just walk away from him. I want to mark him as mine. I need to mark him as mine.
A/N: I'm really loving this idea. I mean I was thinking about what to do for the next chapter all during work. Probably because it wasn't busy at all at work, so I had a lot of time for my mind to wander. Don't worry, for those of you who are also reading Paper Roses, I'll most likely be updating that one tomorrow. Anyways, what do you think about this chapter? A little too much for one chapter? I'm sorry if the dialog gets confusing between the angels. I'm trying to figure out a way to make it easier to decipher who is talking when during their conversations. So please bear with me. This is all new to me. Please comment!
CHAPTER TWO
Abaddon! I hear both Key and Leeteuk yell to me.
What’s wrong? Is everything okay?
Do I need to come and get you? I can tell Jjong hyung that you’re not feeling well and need me to come and get you.
What happened?
I’m fine. I think I heard Azrael though. Actually no, I’m sure it was her.
That’s great! And last night you were so worried about not finding her.
That’s not it though Seraphiel. Yes I heard her, but she seemed so weak. I barely had a moment to establish a connection. She was gone before I could say much. She wasn’t even able to identify herself. All she did was repeat my name over and over again.
Hm, you’re right Abaddon, that’s not good at all. She must be too weak to stay here for long.
Michael, I have a bad feeling. She’s not safe. We need to find her.
We will. Just give me time.
Procel, we need to go and talk to Procel. If anyone could locate her it’s Procel. He’s all about hidden things.
Yes, but he’s good at hiding himself. It may take a few days to even find him.
Well we need to do what we can Michael. She’s weak and possibly in danger. I can’t lose her before I even find her.
Calm down Abaddon. We will find her. Just be patient. I know you’re worried about her, but throwing all caution to the wind right now wouldn’t be the best way to find her.
Whatever. I’ll go and look for her myself if I have too.
Don’t be stupid Abaddon. You know as well as I do that that is a stupid idea. You haven’t come into your full power and strength yet. You are still young.
I’m as old as you Michael.
You know what I mean. Just give me two days and if my way turns up nothing, we’ll do things your way.
Two days can be too long.
Listen to Michael, Abaddon. He is much wiser than us. He knows what he’s talking about. Remember who he is.
Yeah, yeah. Michael, Pure of Heart. Fine. Two days, Michael. TWO DAYS AND NOT A SECOND LONGER!
That’s all I ask Abaddon. That’s all I ask.
*~*
Everything was fine. I was sitting in there doing the radio program. Nothing was out of the ordinary, well except for the voice I was hearing. But I haven’t heard it for quite some time now. I guess I was really just hearing things. And then everything just went black and I was in a distant place. A place I’ve never seen before, but at the same time I felt like I’ve spent a lot of time here in the past. Not my recent past, but a distant past.
I look around and try to figure out where I am. I’m in a forest. There are trees all around me and I look up to see that they tower above the ground. Their branches big and full of vivid green leaves. Only small spots of sunlight are able to break through the small cracks in the leaves. It’s pretty much pitch black here, but for some reason I know that it’s the middle of the day.
My body tenses when I hear footsteps. But they aren’t near, they are at least a good 5 kilometers away, but I hear them. I grab my side and notice I have a sword there. I clench the handle and turn in a small circle, gauging where the footsteps are coming from. I stop when I figure it out. The footsteps are slowing down. They’re getting weary and I know that I must keep my guard up even more now. I can’t relax, now isn’t the time to be relaxing. It isn’t safe. We’re at war, I need to watch my back.
The footsteps are closer now, a few meters away. I’m surprised that the person hasn’t changed directions once. I’m sure they’ve felt my presence by now. Whoever it is, must be a newborn. They must have just gotten their memories back. How foolish of them. They won’t stand a chance against me and I’m not going to start showing mercy now. It’s been days since the war began and I’ve killed a good number of people. I’m not about to go soft because some newbie decided to act stupid and face someone of my caliber head on.
Suddenly the air shifts. It’s not the same as it was. It’s familiar and warm. I don’t take my hand off my sword though. I know that this could be a trap to get me to let my guard down. I’m not going to buy into it.
“Show yourself!” I yell out to the forest, “I know you’re there, so don’t try to hide yourself any more.”
I don’t get a reply. But I know the figure has stopped. Whoever is out there, is no longer moving. They seem to have frozen.
“Show yourself and I might go easy on you.”
And then out of no where I feel a sudden wind as the person lungs for me. They’ve changed directions. How could they? I didn’t feel their shift in direction. How could I have missed it? How could a newborn have thrown me off? This has never happened before. Shit. I unsheathe my sword and hold it at the ready, turning in a small circle to sense where they could be. They’re moving too fast for me now. I can’t pinpoint their location. This isn’t good.
“Concentrate. You’re too tense. Relax. Clear your mind and focus. Don’t let yourself get distracted.”
I smile when I hear the voice. I know that I’m safe. That whoever is out there would never hurt me.
“Now is not the time to be playing games.”
“I’m not playing games. It’s called training. Now focus.”
I stop where I’m at. I close my eyes and it only takes a few seconds to relax.
“Put down your sword. Use your dagger. Throw it at me.”
“I don’t want to hurt you though.”
“You won’t hurt me. Now do as I say.”
I do exactly what I’m told. I put my sword away and pull out the dagger in my boot. Again I close my eyes and allow my body to relax. I clear my mind of everything. I don’t pay attention to the sounds of nature around me. And now all I can hear at the movements. They are soft, silent to a normal ear, but I feel like they are being amplified through speakers. It’s only a matter of seconds before I whip around and throw my dagger. I can hear it cutting through the air before it hits something. I open my eyes and there he is, apple held up in front of his face. My dagger lodged perfectly in the center of it. A goofy smile is plastered on his mouth.
“Good job. I knew you could do it.”
“Now isn’t the time for games Abaddon,” I say as I walk towards him, plucking the apple out his hands and begin to peel it.
“I thought I said it wasn’t a game. It was training. And you passed with flying colors,” I relax more when I feel his arms wrap around my waist. He lowers us down to the ground. He rests his back against a tree as I sit on his lap. I cut the apple in pieces, going between feeding him a slice and eating one myself.
“I’ve missed you.”
“And I you.”
“I was afraid you wouldn’t be able to come. We’ve lost connection with one another for so long.”
“Stop your doubting love. I was going to come to you no matter what it took. When have I ever been able to stay away from you for long?”
“Never.”
“No matter what happens, I will always come back for you. You are my love, my other half. I cannot exist without you.”
“And I cannot exist without you.”
“I love you,” he brings my head to face him, caressing my cheek.
“And I you Abaddon. I always will. I am yours for the rest of eternity.”
“And I am yours.”
I place my hand on the back of his neck and bring his head down to meet mine causing our lips to meet. He moves my body so that I’m laying down on him, the core of the apple falling out of my hand as our kiss deepens.
It’s been so long since we’ve kissed. It’s been so long since we’ve held each other. Too long. I’ve been feeling so incomplete since we’ve been separated. It’s been weeks perhaps since we’ve last seen each other. My body is yearning for his. Yearning for the familiarity. For the safety and comfort. Yearning to become one with his again.
“We don’t have time Azrael,” he says into my lips as if reading my mind.
“I need you though. I’ve never needed you this badly before. It’s been too long since I’ve last seen you. I cannot help how I’m yearning for you.”
“I know Azrael. I know. I’m feeling the same way, but we don’t have the time. Not now. We’re still not safe. We’ve stayed here too long. We need to get moving now.”
“You’re right Abaddon.”
He stands up and pulls me up with him, keeping my body close to his, “Suppress the desire for now my love. It will be fulfilled soon. We need to move now. They will be coming soon. We don’t have that much time. Michael is waiting for us in the next village. We should be able to make it by nightfall. Do you think you can last that long?”
“Yes.”
“Are you sure? You’re weaker than I expected you to be when I found you. When was the last time you drank the elixir?”
“Five days ago.”
“Azrael, that’s too long. You must drink it now. You won’t be able to make it to the village if you don’t. I would say I can carry you the whole way, but that will only slow us down. Make us more vulnerable. We can’t risk that.”
“I don’t have any. I had to ditch my knapsack days ago. I’m faster without it.”
“Here,” he pulls a small vial from his boot.
“Abaddon, no. That’s your last one.”
“You need it Azrael. I can make it to the village. Michael will no doubt have some waiting for us. This should be enough to tide you over until we get there.”
“Are you sure you will be okay?”
“Yes. Now drink.”
I grab the small vial from his hand and quickly down it’s contents. I feel my body starting to get revived. I’m not as tired as I was just moments ago. I had just enough energy to go a little longer. Just enough energy to make it until nightfall. We just had to move now and we had to move fast.
I turn to my lover and smile I him. He gives me a quick peck on the lips before grabbing my hand. We start to make a run for it. I know that he’s pulling me most of the way and that his energy will only drain faster if he does so.
Don’t pull me. I can run. Don’t use up all your energy my love. You will need it just in case.
Are you sure you will be okay until we get there?
Yes, it was enough to tide me over. We just need to move fast.
Okay.
He let’s go of my hand and I take the few steps so that I’m running in step with him. I take a moment to glance over at him. My love. My life. My twin. We will never be separated again. I won’t let it happen. We will make it out of this together like we always did.
What did I say about your doubting love? Stop it.
I’m sorry. It’s just a feeling that I have.
Even if we get separated again. I will find you again. My body and soul will always be drawn to you. It’s when we lose that connection that I will worry.
Let’s hope it never comes to that.
It won’t. We need to pick up the pace now. They’re gaining on us.
*~*
It all happens so fast. We’re all sitting there chatting and laughing when all of a sudden Nickhun collapses. He just faints or something. He would have fallen and hit his head on the table in front of us, had it not been for Minho. Minho was able to move fast enough to catch the older before he came remotely close to the hitting his head.
“Oh my god!” Wooyoung exclaims as he jumps out of his seat and makes his way towards his fallen bandmate. I hear the radio DJ go to commercial and then everyone is crowding into the small room. Gathering around Minho and Nickhun.
I’m scared for Nickhun. I know it’s not normal for a person to just collapse like that. Maybe he was working himself too hard and it finally took it’s toll on his body. But at the same time, I hate the way Minho is holding him. I hate that their bodies are pressed so close together. I hate the look Minho has on his face as he looks down at the Thai prince. There was nothing but concern and worry in them.
My blood begins to boil when I see how he refuses help in holding him. Wooyoung tried to grab him away, but Minho wouldn’t let him. He said he was okay, that it was probably best we left the older as he was. I hate seeing Minho act this way to someone else. Ever since Idol Army those two have shared a close bond and I wasn’t comfortable with it. I felt like I was losing Minho to Nickhun.
I know that’s stupid for me to think. I was Minho’s bandmate. He would always be there for me not matter what. I knew I could count on him. But then again. I didn’t want him to just see me as his bandmate. The cute maknae. His adorable little dongsaeng that he had to watch over and make sure ate and slept well. I wanted him to actually love me. I wanted him to hold me close, like he was holding Nickhun. I wanted him to kiss me and embrace me. But he would never see me as nothing more than a friend. Or worst yet, the little brother he never had.
“Taeminnie, call the others and tell them we’re going to be going to the hospital,” Minho calls out to me.
“What?”
“We have to go with them. We need to make sure Nickhun is okay. Come on, you can call them as we go. Hurry up!”
“Fine,” I pull out my cell phone and start to dial my hyungs numbers. I watched as Minho continued to carried Nickhun all the way to the car. His gaze never left the other. I told our bandmates where we were going and they said they’d meet us there. I climb into the car after Minho and I’m forced to sit in the back with Wooyoung because Minho was still holding Nickhun. Why the hell did he have to keep holding the guy? Couldn’t he just lay him down and let everyone else take care of him. Why did it have to be him? I want to just rip his arms off of Nickhun.
“Taemin,” I hear someone say beside me and I turn to look at Wooyoung.
“Yeah?”
“Are you okay?”
“What are you talking about?”
“You’re shaking,” he points a me and I look down and sure enough my body is shaking. Was I really that mad?
“I’m fine. It’s just a little chilly in here.”
“I can tell them to turn on the heat.”
“It’s okay hyung. Thank you though.”
*~*
I don’t have time to process what’s going on. All I know is that Nickhun passed out and I caught him before his head hit the table. The moment I wrap my arms around him, I’m thrown into a memory. I know exactly what’s happening. I’ve experienced this so many times before, but not this way. I’ve never had them come so suddenly. It completely throws me off.
The next thing I know, I’m reliving a moment in my past life. I’m not sure the exact time period of when it happened. I know that I’ve already received this memory before though. I feel a prickling pain coming from the lines I know that represent this memory. It’s actually one of my favorite memories and one of the first that has involved Azrael.
Since I’ve already obtained this memory, I’m still able to stay in the present. The memory still playing like a movie in the back of my mind though. And for some reason this time it feels so much stronger. Like I can actually feel her eyes on me. I can feel her in my arms. It’s all so real. And then when I adjust my position to get a better grip on Nickhun I see the markings on him.
I let out a gasp. I was able to catch a small peek at his back and I saw the lines. I saw the markings. The ones that I’ve grown familiar with over the past centuries. I’ve seen them so many times before. I’ve traced my fingers over those lines. If I had to, I could probably draw an exact mirror imagine of them.
Those were the markings of my love. The markings of my other half. The markings of Azrael, Angel of Death.
MICHAEL!
What’s going on? Did something happen?
I’ve found her.
Who?
Azrael, who else?!
What? Where? How? When?
Slow down Michael. One question at a time.
Where is she?
Here, in my arms. Where she belongs.
How did you find her?
Accident.
When?
Just now.
That’s good to hear Abaddon. I’m glad to hear you’ve found her.
That’s the thing Michael. Azrael isn’t a she in this life.
What? You mean she came back as a man as well.
Yes.
This has never happened before Michael. Both Seraphiel and Azrael coming back as males.
I know Abaddon. I was worried when I found out about Seraphiel. But now Azrael too? This cannot be good.
Wait. Who is Azrael in this life?
Nickhun hyung.
As in 2pm Nickhun, the Thai prince?
Yes.
Where are you?
We’re headed to the hospital.
I’m on my way. Meet us there as well Seraphiel. Don’t think I didn’t know you were eavesdropping on our conversation. We’ll talk about that later.
And that is why you are Michael. Nothing can get past you.
Now isn’t the time for flattery Seraphiel. Meet us at the hospital.
Fine. Jjong said Taemin just called him anyways. We’re on our way there.
I hold Nickhun close the entire ride there. I can’t believe I’ve finally found her. I can’t believe she’s Nickhun. I didn’t care though. I was back with my one and only. Everything was starting to fall into place. I was already starting to feel more like myself now that I had her or I guess him by my side.
I brush the hair out of his face and stare down at him. I don’t see the pretty boy that everyone else sees though. I see the one I’ve been in love with since I’ve been created. The unsettling thing is how weak he is. I’ve never seen Azrael like this. But then again, we’ve never not been together when we went through the transformation. We’ve always gone through them together.
Never doubt me my love. I always find you. Everything will be okay.
I know there’s no point in taking Nickhun to the hospital. They won’t be able to do anything for him. Nothing at all, but I just go with the flow. I don’t want anyone to suspect anything. Once Leeteuk and Key comes, we’ll figure out what to do. Where the safest place to take him would be. What we needed to get to rejuvenate him because for some reason I don’t the elixir will be enough this time. I think we may have to take a more drastic route. But we’ll cross that bridge when we get there.
He’s ripped out of my arms the moment we get the hospital. They wheel him into the emergency room. I want to yell at them not to touch him, to leave him alone, but I’m pushed away. Disregarded. Thrown aside. I can feel my blood boiling in me. I can feel Abaddon trying to break through, but I push him down. I need to remain calm.
It isn’t long before I see Key, Jonghyun, Onew, and Leeteuk run into the waiting room. I have my arms around Taemin, he’s been shaking the whole time. Apparently it started back in the car according to Wooyoung. I’m a little worried that he’s still shaking even though he’s asleep. Maybe we should get a doctor to check him out while we’re here as well.
“What’s wrong with Taemin?” Onew asks as he approaches me
“I don’t know. He’s been shaking ever since we got in the car to get here.”
“Is he cold?”
“He doesn’t feel cold. He doesn’t feel hot either. I don’t know why he’s shaking.”
“Maybe we should get a doctor to check him out.”
“I was just thinking that.”
“I’ll go get a nurse,” he walks away in search of someone to help our maknae.
“Minho hyung,” I hear from person in my arms.
“Shh, Taeminnie. Don’t talk. Just rest. Onew hyung just went to get a nurse.”
“Minho hyung,” his voice is barely above a whisper, “Please don’t leave me.”
“I’m right here. I’m not going anywhere.”
“Please don’t leave me,” his voice is getting softer and that’s when I realize, that he’s talking in his sleep. So I just pull him closer and rub his back.
Abaddon. I turn to look at Leeteuk. There’s something important we need to discuss.
What is it?
Not here.
It’s not like they can hear us Michael. Besides I can’t leave. Azrael.
I know. Just come outside with me.
Taemin.
Have Jonghyun watch him. Why not Seraphiel? I want him to come with us as well. This is important. I just received news from Forcas.
Is it really that important Michael.
I wouldn’t be doing this otherwise. I know how much it means to you to have found Azrael. We can also discuss what we will do about Azrael as well. Come on.
I watch as Leeteuk stands up and makes his way outside again. I turn to Key and he nods at me, “Jjong hyung?”
“Yeah?”
“Do you mind watching Taemin?” Key asks, “I need to talk to Minho about something.”
“Oh sure.”
“We’ll be right outside if you need us or if we get news about Nickhun or something.”
“Sure thing.”
I hand Taemin over to Jonghyun and follow Key out of the building. We see Leeteuk standing at a secluded end of the parking lot. It’s a matter of seconds before we’re standing with him.
Are we talking in here? I ask.
“No, we’re safe. I checked. You can’t concentrate enough to hold a conversation the other way,” Leeteuk says to me.
“I’m fine Leeteuk.”
“Don’t lie to me.”
“Whatever. Let’s not argue. What is it that we need to discuss?”
“Forcas just sent me a message on my way here.”
“What did he say? We haven’t heard from him in months.”
“It’s about Semyaza.”
“What about him?”
“He’s here.”
“What?!” Key finally speaks, eyes wide open, “What do you mean he’s here?”
“Don’t worry Key. His soul is still asleep. He hasn’t been awaken yet.”
“Then how does Forcas know he’s here?” I ask.
“He senses his soul.”
“That only happens when the human body has already reached the age of 18 and the soul is still dormant.”
“Exactly.”
“But why is he back?” Key questions, “He’s never been called back. Not once. The last time he was ever seen was during the darkness.”
The darkness. That’s what we called the battle that sealed all our fates. The battle has us living out this hell on Earth. It’s a cheesy way to refer to it, but it fits. Our judgment was clouded and veiled during that time. There was nothing but dark thoughts in our minds.
Oh and as for Semyaza. The reason why Leeteuk is worried about hearing that he has joined us in this cycle. He was one of the Leaders of our army. One of the best, strongest, and most fearful of all the Leaders. He was also one of the Sons of God himself. His fate of turning his back on his father was much worst than ours. The last I heard was that he was locked up somewhere. Confined to a small space for the rest of eternity. But there was never any real evidence to confirm this stipulation. And that was centuries upon centuries ago that I heard it.
“I don’t know Key. That’s why I’m telling you both about this. We need to be even more alert now.”
“This isn’t good Michael,” I give him a weary look.
“I know and don’t use my name out here Minho.”
“I’m sorry. By the way, when will you tell us who Forcas is?”
“When he feels like the time is right. He’s afraid right now. He doesn’t want anyone to know who he is except for me.”
“Fair enough.”
“We need to find Semyaza. Before the dark finds him first.”
We both turn to face Key when he suddenly inhales a sharp, deep breath. His eyes flutter shut and I know that he’s remembering something. Odd, that it’s happening in the middle of the day. Leeteuk and I both grab one of his arms to steady him.
I’m fine.
Are you sure Seraphiel?
Yes.
Are you getting back a memory?
Yes, but not what you think.
What do you mean?
Those dreams I’ve been having. The ones I’ve been telling you.
The ones of Metraton?
Yes.
They weren’t dreams at all.
What do you mean Seraphiel?
He was talking to me Michael. Metraton was communicating to me. The only reason why I thought they were just memories was because he mentioned Semyaza. But now that I think about it. He was actually telling me about him.
What do you mean Seraphiel?
Semyaza. He was called back to this cycle for a reason.
We know that. All of us are called back for a reason, but why call back one of the worst of us all?
Metraton always has his reasons.
You mean to say Metraton was the one who placed his soul into this cycle?!
Yes Abaddon.
What?! Why?!
He didn’t tell me. All I remember is that he said we need to find him. We need to find him before the dark finds him or else none of us may never be back for another cycle. Never be back for anything. We will cease to exist altogether.
A/N: Procel is a fallen angel who speaks of hidden things and secrets Forcas is a fallen angel who teaches logic and philosophy. I'm not sure I want to play them yet. Any ideas? Any idols in particular that you want to be fallen angels? I have a few angels I want to use, I just need a person to go with them.
Author: giveitupjessica
Rating: PG-NC-17 (depending on the chapter)
Pairings: 2min, jongkey, kangteuk, minkhun
Genre: AU (kind of), romance, fantasy
Summary: I shouldn't be falling for him like this. I've never fallen for anyone but the one I have been bound to since I was created. So why am I suddenly doing whatever I can to protect him, to make sure no harm every comes his way. I shouldn't be by his side like this. I shouldn't be holding him in my arms as he sleeps. But the fire that I feel when our skin touches is something I've never experienced before. What does this all mean? I know I'm only putting him in more danger by staying with him, but for some reason I can't leave him. I can't just walk away from him. I want to mark him as mine. I need to mark him as mine.
A/N: I'm really loving this idea. I mean I was thinking about what to do for the next chapter all during work. Probably because it wasn't busy at all at work, so I had a lot of time for my mind to wander. Don't worry, for those of you who are also reading Paper Roses, I'll most likely be updating that one tomorrow. Anyways, what do you think about this chapter? A little too much for one chapter? I'm sorry if the dialog gets confusing between the angels. I'm trying to figure out a way to make it easier to decipher who is talking when during their conversations. So please bear with me. This is all new to me. Please comment!
CHAPTER TWO
Abaddon! I hear both Key and Leeteuk yell to me.
What’s wrong? Is everything okay?
Do I need to come and get you? I can tell Jjong hyung that you’re not feeling well and need me to come and get you.
What happened?
I’m fine. I think I heard Azrael though. Actually no, I’m sure it was her.
That’s great! And last night you were so worried about not finding her.
That’s not it though Seraphiel. Yes I heard her, but she seemed so weak. I barely had a moment to establish a connection. She was gone before I could say much. She wasn’t even able to identify herself. All she did was repeat my name over and over again.
Hm, you’re right Abaddon, that’s not good at all. She must be too weak to stay here for long.
Michael, I have a bad feeling. She’s not safe. We need to find her.
We will. Just give me time.
Procel, we need to go and talk to Procel. If anyone could locate her it’s Procel. He’s all about hidden things.
Yes, but he’s good at hiding himself. It may take a few days to even find him.
Well we need to do what we can Michael. She’s weak and possibly in danger. I can’t lose her before I even find her.
Calm down Abaddon. We will find her. Just be patient. I know you’re worried about her, but throwing all caution to the wind right now wouldn’t be the best way to find her.
Whatever. I’ll go and look for her myself if I have too.
Don’t be stupid Abaddon. You know as well as I do that that is a stupid idea. You haven’t come into your full power and strength yet. You are still young.
I’m as old as you Michael.
You know what I mean. Just give me two days and if my way turns up nothing, we’ll do things your way.
Two days can be too long.
Listen to Michael, Abaddon. He is much wiser than us. He knows what he’s talking about. Remember who he is.
Yeah, yeah. Michael, Pure of Heart. Fine. Two days, Michael. TWO DAYS AND NOT A SECOND LONGER!
That’s all I ask Abaddon. That’s all I ask.
*~*
Everything was fine. I was sitting in there doing the radio program. Nothing was out of the ordinary, well except for the voice I was hearing. But I haven’t heard it for quite some time now. I guess I was really just hearing things. And then everything just went black and I was in a distant place. A place I’ve never seen before, but at the same time I felt like I’ve spent a lot of time here in the past. Not my recent past, but a distant past.
I look around and try to figure out where I am. I’m in a forest. There are trees all around me and I look up to see that they tower above the ground. Their branches big and full of vivid green leaves. Only small spots of sunlight are able to break through the small cracks in the leaves. It’s pretty much pitch black here, but for some reason I know that it’s the middle of the day.
My body tenses when I hear footsteps. But they aren’t near, they are at least a good 5 kilometers away, but I hear them. I grab my side and notice I have a sword there. I clench the handle and turn in a small circle, gauging where the footsteps are coming from. I stop when I figure it out. The footsteps are slowing down. They’re getting weary and I know that I must keep my guard up even more now. I can’t relax, now isn’t the time to be relaxing. It isn’t safe. We’re at war, I need to watch my back.
The footsteps are closer now, a few meters away. I’m surprised that the person hasn’t changed directions once. I’m sure they’ve felt my presence by now. Whoever it is, must be a newborn. They must have just gotten their memories back. How foolish of them. They won’t stand a chance against me and I’m not going to start showing mercy now. It’s been days since the war began and I’ve killed a good number of people. I’m not about to go soft because some newbie decided to act stupid and face someone of my caliber head on.
Suddenly the air shifts. It’s not the same as it was. It’s familiar and warm. I don’t take my hand off my sword though. I know that this could be a trap to get me to let my guard down. I’m not going to buy into it.
“Show yourself!” I yell out to the forest, “I know you’re there, so don’t try to hide yourself any more.”
I don’t get a reply. But I know the figure has stopped. Whoever is out there, is no longer moving. They seem to have frozen.
“Show yourself and I might go easy on you.”
And then out of no where I feel a sudden wind as the person lungs for me. They’ve changed directions. How could they? I didn’t feel their shift in direction. How could I have missed it? How could a newborn have thrown me off? This has never happened before. Shit. I unsheathe my sword and hold it at the ready, turning in a small circle to sense where they could be. They’re moving too fast for me now. I can’t pinpoint their location. This isn’t good.
“Concentrate. You’re too tense. Relax. Clear your mind and focus. Don’t let yourself get distracted.”
I smile when I hear the voice. I know that I’m safe. That whoever is out there would never hurt me.
“Now is not the time to be playing games.”
“I’m not playing games. It’s called training. Now focus.”
I stop where I’m at. I close my eyes and it only takes a few seconds to relax.
“Put down your sword. Use your dagger. Throw it at me.”
“I don’t want to hurt you though.”
“You won’t hurt me. Now do as I say.”
I do exactly what I’m told. I put my sword away and pull out the dagger in my boot. Again I close my eyes and allow my body to relax. I clear my mind of everything. I don’t pay attention to the sounds of nature around me. And now all I can hear at the movements. They are soft, silent to a normal ear, but I feel like they are being amplified through speakers. It’s only a matter of seconds before I whip around and throw my dagger. I can hear it cutting through the air before it hits something. I open my eyes and there he is, apple held up in front of his face. My dagger lodged perfectly in the center of it. A goofy smile is plastered on his mouth.
“Good job. I knew you could do it.”
“Now isn’t the time for games Abaddon,” I say as I walk towards him, plucking the apple out his hands and begin to peel it.
“I thought I said it wasn’t a game. It was training. And you passed with flying colors,” I relax more when I feel his arms wrap around my waist. He lowers us down to the ground. He rests his back against a tree as I sit on his lap. I cut the apple in pieces, going between feeding him a slice and eating one myself.
“I’ve missed you.”
“And I you.”
“I was afraid you wouldn’t be able to come. We’ve lost connection with one another for so long.”
“Stop your doubting love. I was going to come to you no matter what it took. When have I ever been able to stay away from you for long?”
“Never.”
“No matter what happens, I will always come back for you. You are my love, my other half. I cannot exist without you.”
“And I cannot exist without you.”
“I love you,” he brings my head to face him, caressing my cheek.
“And I you Abaddon. I always will. I am yours for the rest of eternity.”
“And I am yours.”
I place my hand on the back of his neck and bring his head down to meet mine causing our lips to meet. He moves my body so that I’m laying down on him, the core of the apple falling out of my hand as our kiss deepens.
It’s been so long since we’ve kissed. It’s been so long since we’ve held each other. Too long. I’ve been feeling so incomplete since we’ve been separated. It’s been weeks perhaps since we’ve last seen each other. My body is yearning for his. Yearning for the familiarity. For the safety and comfort. Yearning to become one with his again.
“We don’t have time Azrael,” he says into my lips as if reading my mind.
“I need you though. I’ve never needed you this badly before. It’s been too long since I’ve last seen you. I cannot help how I’m yearning for you.”
“I know Azrael. I know. I’m feeling the same way, but we don’t have the time. Not now. We’re still not safe. We’ve stayed here too long. We need to get moving now.”
“You’re right Abaddon.”
He stands up and pulls me up with him, keeping my body close to his, “Suppress the desire for now my love. It will be fulfilled soon. We need to move now. They will be coming soon. We don’t have that much time. Michael is waiting for us in the next village. We should be able to make it by nightfall. Do you think you can last that long?”
“Yes.”
“Are you sure? You’re weaker than I expected you to be when I found you. When was the last time you drank the elixir?”
“Five days ago.”
“Azrael, that’s too long. You must drink it now. You won’t be able to make it to the village if you don’t. I would say I can carry you the whole way, but that will only slow us down. Make us more vulnerable. We can’t risk that.”
“I don’t have any. I had to ditch my knapsack days ago. I’m faster without it.”
“Here,” he pulls a small vial from his boot.
“Abaddon, no. That’s your last one.”
“You need it Azrael. I can make it to the village. Michael will no doubt have some waiting for us. This should be enough to tide you over until we get there.”
“Are you sure you will be okay?”
“Yes. Now drink.”
I grab the small vial from his hand and quickly down it’s contents. I feel my body starting to get revived. I’m not as tired as I was just moments ago. I had just enough energy to go a little longer. Just enough energy to make it until nightfall. We just had to move now and we had to move fast.
I turn to my lover and smile I him. He gives me a quick peck on the lips before grabbing my hand. We start to make a run for it. I know that he’s pulling me most of the way and that his energy will only drain faster if he does so.
Don’t pull me. I can run. Don’t use up all your energy my love. You will need it just in case.
Are you sure you will be okay until we get there?
Yes, it was enough to tide me over. We just need to move fast.
Okay.
He let’s go of my hand and I take the few steps so that I’m running in step with him. I take a moment to glance over at him. My love. My life. My twin. We will never be separated again. I won’t let it happen. We will make it out of this together like we always did.
What did I say about your doubting love? Stop it.
I’m sorry. It’s just a feeling that I have.
Even if we get separated again. I will find you again. My body and soul will always be drawn to you. It’s when we lose that connection that I will worry.
Let’s hope it never comes to that.
It won’t. We need to pick up the pace now. They’re gaining on us.
*~*
It all happens so fast. We’re all sitting there chatting and laughing when all of a sudden Nickhun collapses. He just faints or something. He would have fallen and hit his head on the table in front of us, had it not been for Minho. Minho was able to move fast enough to catch the older before he came remotely close to the hitting his head.
“Oh my god!” Wooyoung exclaims as he jumps out of his seat and makes his way towards his fallen bandmate. I hear the radio DJ go to commercial and then everyone is crowding into the small room. Gathering around Minho and Nickhun.
I’m scared for Nickhun. I know it’s not normal for a person to just collapse like that. Maybe he was working himself too hard and it finally took it’s toll on his body. But at the same time, I hate the way Minho is holding him. I hate that their bodies are pressed so close together. I hate the look Minho has on his face as he looks down at the Thai prince. There was nothing but concern and worry in them.
My blood begins to boil when I see how he refuses help in holding him. Wooyoung tried to grab him away, but Minho wouldn’t let him. He said he was okay, that it was probably best we left the older as he was. I hate seeing Minho act this way to someone else. Ever since Idol Army those two have shared a close bond and I wasn’t comfortable with it. I felt like I was losing Minho to Nickhun.
I know that’s stupid for me to think. I was Minho’s bandmate. He would always be there for me not matter what. I knew I could count on him. But then again. I didn’t want him to just see me as his bandmate. The cute maknae. His adorable little dongsaeng that he had to watch over and make sure ate and slept well. I wanted him to actually love me. I wanted him to hold me close, like he was holding Nickhun. I wanted him to kiss me and embrace me. But he would never see me as nothing more than a friend. Or worst yet, the little brother he never had.
“Taeminnie, call the others and tell them we’re going to be going to the hospital,” Minho calls out to me.
“What?”
“We have to go with them. We need to make sure Nickhun is okay. Come on, you can call them as we go. Hurry up!”
“Fine,” I pull out my cell phone and start to dial my hyungs numbers. I watched as Minho continued to carried Nickhun all the way to the car. His gaze never left the other. I told our bandmates where we were going and they said they’d meet us there. I climb into the car after Minho and I’m forced to sit in the back with Wooyoung because Minho was still holding Nickhun. Why the hell did he have to keep holding the guy? Couldn’t he just lay him down and let everyone else take care of him. Why did it have to be him? I want to just rip his arms off of Nickhun.
“Taemin,” I hear someone say beside me and I turn to look at Wooyoung.
“Yeah?”
“Are you okay?”
“What are you talking about?”
“You’re shaking,” he points a me and I look down and sure enough my body is shaking. Was I really that mad?
“I’m fine. It’s just a little chilly in here.”
“I can tell them to turn on the heat.”
“It’s okay hyung. Thank you though.”
*~*
I don’t have time to process what’s going on. All I know is that Nickhun passed out and I caught him before his head hit the table. The moment I wrap my arms around him, I’m thrown into a memory. I know exactly what’s happening. I’ve experienced this so many times before, but not this way. I’ve never had them come so suddenly. It completely throws me off.
The next thing I know, I’m reliving a moment in my past life. I’m not sure the exact time period of when it happened. I know that I’ve already received this memory before though. I feel a prickling pain coming from the lines I know that represent this memory. It’s actually one of my favorite memories and one of the first that has involved Azrael.
Since I’ve already obtained this memory, I’m still able to stay in the present. The memory still playing like a movie in the back of my mind though. And for some reason this time it feels so much stronger. Like I can actually feel her eyes on me. I can feel her in my arms. It’s all so real. And then when I adjust my position to get a better grip on Nickhun I see the markings on him.
I let out a gasp. I was able to catch a small peek at his back and I saw the lines. I saw the markings. The ones that I’ve grown familiar with over the past centuries. I’ve seen them so many times before. I’ve traced my fingers over those lines. If I had to, I could probably draw an exact mirror imagine of them.
Those were the markings of my love. The markings of my other half. The markings of Azrael, Angel of Death.
MICHAEL!
What’s going on? Did something happen?
I’ve found her.
Who?
Azrael, who else?!
What? Where? How? When?
Slow down Michael. One question at a time.
Where is she?
Here, in my arms. Where she belongs.
How did you find her?
Accident.
When?
Just now.
That’s good to hear Abaddon. I’m glad to hear you’ve found her.
That’s the thing Michael. Azrael isn’t a she in this life.
What? You mean she came back as a man as well.
Yes.
This has never happened before Michael. Both Seraphiel and Azrael coming back as males.
I know Abaddon. I was worried when I found out about Seraphiel. But now Azrael too? This cannot be good.
Wait. Who is Azrael in this life?
Nickhun hyung.
As in 2pm Nickhun, the Thai prince?
Yes.
Where are you?
We’re headed to the hospital.
I’m on my way. Meet us there as well Seraphiel. Don’t think I didn’t know you were eavesdropping on our conversation. We’ll talk about that later.
And that is why you are Michael. Nothing can get past you.
Now isn’t the time for flattery Seraphiel. Meet us at the hospital.
Fine. Jjong said Taemin just called him anyways. We’re on our way there.
I hold Nickhun close the entire ride there. I can’t believe I’ve finally found her. I can’t believe she’s Nickhun. I didn’t care though. I was back with my one and only. Everything was starting to fall into place. I was already starting to feel more like myself now that I had her or I guess him by my side.
I brush the hair out of his face and stare down at him. I don’t see the pretty boy that everyone else sees though. I see the one I’ve been in love with since I’ve been created. The unsettling thing is how weak he is. I’ve never seen Azrael like this. But then again, we’ve never not been together when we went through the transformation. We’ve always gone through them together.
Never doubt me my love. I always find you. Everything will be okay.
I know there’s no point in taking Nickhun to the hospital. They won’t be able to do anything for him. Nothing at all, but I just go with the flow. I don’t want anyone to suspect anything. Once Leeteuk and Key comes, we’ll figure out what to do. Where the safest place to take him would be. What we needed to get to rejuvenate him because for some reason I don’t the elixir will be enough this time. I think we may have to take a more drastic route. But we’ll cross that bridge when we get there.
He’s ripped out of my arms the moment we get the hospital. They wheel him into the emergency room. I want to yell at them not to touch him, to leave him alone, but I’m pushed away. Disregarded. Thrown aside. I can feel my blood boiling in me. I can feel Abaddon trying to break through, but I push him down. I need to remain calm.
It isn’t long before I see Key, Jonghyun, Onew, and Leeteuk run into the waiting room. I have my arms around Taemin, he’s been shaking the whole time. Apparently it started back in the car according to Wooyoung. I’m a little worried that he’s still shaking even though he’s asleep. Maybe we should get a doctor to check him out while we’re here as well.
“What’s wrong with Taemin?” Onew asks as he approaches me
“I don’t know. He’s been shaking ever since we got in the car to get here.”
“Is he cold?”
“He doesn’t feel cold. He doesn’t feel hot either. I don’t know why he’s shaking.”
“Maybe we should get a doctor to check him out.”
“I was just thinking that.”
“I’ll go get a nurse,” he walks away in search of someone to help our maknae.
“Minho hyung,” I hear from person in my arms.
“Shh, Taeminnie. Don’t talk. Just rest. Onew hyung just went to get a nurse.”
“Minho hyung,” his voice is barely above a whisper, “Please don’t leave me.”
“I’m right here. I’m not going anywhere.”
“Please don’t leave me,” his voice is getting softer and that’s when I realize, that he’s talking in his sleep. So I just pull him closer and rub his back.
Abaddon. I turn to look at Leeteuk. There’s something important we need to discuss.
What is it?
Not here.
It’s not like they can hear us Michael. Besides I can’t leave. Azrael.
I know. Just come outside with me.
Taemin.
Have Jonghyun watch him. Why not Seraphiel? I want him to come with us as well. This is important. I just received news from Forcas.
Is it really that important Michael.
I wouldn’t be doing this otherwise. I know how much it means to you to have found Azrael. We can also discuss what we will do about Azrael as well. Come on.
I watch as Leeteuk stands up and makes his way outside again. I turn to Key and he nods at me, “Jjong hyung?”
“Yeah?”
“Do you mind watching Taemin?” Key asks, “I need to talk to Minho about something.”
“Oh sure.”
“We’ll be right outside if you need us or if we get news about Nickhun or something.”
“Sure thing.”
I hand Taemin over to Jonghyun and follow Key out of the building. We see Leeteuk standing at a secluded end of the parking lot. It’s a matter of seconds before we’re standing with him.
Are we talking in here? I ask.
“No, we’re safe. I checked. You can’t concentrate enough to hold a conversation the other way,” Leeteuk says to me.
“I’m fine Leeteuk.”
“Don’t lie to me.”
“Whatever. Let’s not argue. What is it that we need to discuss?”
“Forcas just sent me a message on my way here.”
“What did he say? We haven’t heard from him in months.”
“It’s about Semyaza.”
“What about him?”
“He’s here.”
“What?!” Key finally speaks, eyes wide open, “What do you mean he’s here?”
“Don’t worry Key. His soul is still asleep. He hasn’t been awaken yet.”
“Then how does Forcas know he’s here?” I ask.
“He senses his soul.”
“That only happens when the human body has already reached the age of 18 and the soul is still dormant.”
“Exactly.”
“But why is he back?” Key questions, “He’s never been called back. Not once. The last time he was ever seen was during the darkness.”
The darkness. That’s what we called the battle that sealed all our fates. The battle has us living out this hell on Earth. It’s a cheesy way to refer to it, but it fits. Our judgment was clouded and veiled during that time. There was nothing but dark thoughts in our minds.
Oh and as for Semyaza. The reason why Leeteuk is worried about hearing that he has joined us in this cycle. He was one of the Leaders of our army. One of the best, strongest, and most fearful of all the Leaders. He was also one of the Sons of God himself. His fate of turning his back on his father was much worst than ours. The last I heard was that he was locked up somewhere. Confined to a small space for the rest of eternity. But there was never any real evidence to confirm this stipulation. And that was centuries upon centuries ago that I heard it.
“I don’t know Key. That’s why I’m telling you both about this. We need to be even more alert now.”
“This isn’t good Michael,” I give him a weary look.
“I know and don’t use my name out here Minho.”
“I’m sorry. By the way, when will you tell us who Forcas is?”
“When he feels like the time is right. He’s afraid right now. He doesn’t want anyone to know who he is except for me.”
“Fair enough.”
“We need to find Semyaza. Before the dark finds him first.”
We both turn to face Key when he suddenly inhales a sharp, deep breath. His eyes flutter shut and I know that he’s remembering something. Odd, that it’s happening in the middle of the day. Leeteuk and I both grab one of his arms to steady him.
I’m fine.
Are you sure Seraphiel?
Yes.
Are you getting back a memory?
Yes, but not what you think.
What do you mean?
Those dreams I’ve been having. The ones I’ve been telling you.
The ones of Metraton?
Yes.
They weren’t dreams at all.
What do you mean Seraphiel?
He was talking to me Michael. Metraton was communicating to me. The only reason why I thought they were just memories was because he mentioned Semyaza. But now that I think about it. He was actually telling me about him.
What do you mean Seraphiel?
Semyaza. He was called back to this cycle for a reason.
We know that. All of us are called back for a reason, but why call back one of the worst of us all?
Metraton always has his reasons.
You mean to say Metraton was the one who placed his soul into this cycle?!
Yes Abaddon.
What?! Why?!
He didn’t tell me. All I remember is that he said we need to find him. We need to find him before the dark finds him or else none of us may never be back for another cycle. Never be back for anything. We will cease to exist altogether.
A/N: Procel is a fallen angel who speaks of hidden things and secrets Forcas is a fallen angel who teaches logic and philosophy. I'm not sure I want to play them yet. Any ideas? Any idols in particular that you want to be fallen angels? I have a few angels I want to use, I just need a person to go with them.