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Falling was not something Raphael ever wanted to feel again. Well- they aren’t exactly Raphael anymore, are they? She struggles up, black filling her vision. Raising a shaky hand, she wipes it from her eyes; it’s blood, similar to how she was created. Anger suddenly fills her.
If Samael and Asmodel didn’t fucking revolt than I wouldn’t have fallen.
A frustrated scream leaves her lips, and she kicks the water; tears are gathering in her eyes, and she wipes them away. “I didn’t do anything!” She screams, begging, hoping, that Mother can hear. That She can hear the pain She caused Her eldest child, that she regrets blaming Raphael for the sins of her loved ones.
Hate the sin, love the sinner.
She kicks a rock, barely registering the pain as more blood fills her vision; she sinks back down to her knees. It isn’t fair. I didn’t do anything except ask questions. She whimpers. She hears voices, and gets up quickly, wiping away the blood -it doesn’t leave- and sprinting behind a rock. A demon with black hair and horns comes to the water. “Hm,” the voice sounds familiar. “I thought I heard someone.”
Asmodel.
What. The fuck.
“Asmodeus! Hurry up! Boss is waiting on us!” A voice yells, and a shorter demon with black curls and strange creatures gathered around it comes out of the clearing. Oh. Triel; they were a low ranking angel, but more often than not, Raph- she saw then watching Gabriel. She had always thought it was cute, but now was sick. Did they plan to hurt Gabe? No… She looks at the two demons, stopping on Asmodeus; he has a self assured confident expression that makes her angry.
This is all his fault! He corrupted the fledglings, he left us to scramble behind to try and fix their mistakes! It was him that planted the idea in Sammy’s mind!
Raph- Crawly stands up straighter, eyes gleaming. I’m going to fucking kill you, Azzy. They make the vow in their head, gritting their teeth.
Fuck. Him.