Angel Sanctuary Fan Fiction ❯ Darkness Falls ❯ Katan’s Confession ( Chapter 3 )

The next chapter in darkness falls yay. This can go by pretty fast since I’m just rewriting the whole thing and making it better. I’m glad you guys are enjoying the new write ups though, that makes me very happy.

Warnings: It’s Shonen ai

Disclaimers: I don’t own anything but a few of the original characters. People like Iteru and such are mine. Everything else belongs to Kaori Yuki.

Notes: (X) Is PoV change or time jump.

Chapter, 3: Katan’s Confession

Rosiel arrived at his mansion shortly after the sun had set a feeling of dread creeping into him. For some odd reason he couldn’t shake the feeling that Katan had been harmed in some way shape or form by someone else besides himself. His first thought was that maybe his sister had attacked Katan while he was away, but there was no energy signature belonging to Alexiel anywhere near around his home.

He decided that even though it looked peaceful enough that he’d come all the way out here anyway, he might as well check to make sure Katan was doing his job of cleaning the mansion while they were gone.

He walked into the mansion looking around; the place seemed practically spotless as it always did after Katan had cleaned it. He smiled a bit at that making a mental note to perhaps reward the boy in some way or at least tell him good job for his hard work.

“Katan,” Rosiel screamed out looking around the house for him. He didn’t feel too much like actually walking around the entire mansion to look for his cherubim and Katan usually ran to his side when called so he figured it’d suffice. He wanted for a few minutes and when he didn’t get Katan or any kind of answer he started growling, his arms crossed over his chest and walking around.

“Where could he be,” he wondered out loud more wondering if Katan was trying to hide something from him rather than actually be in any kind of danger.

Eventually Rosiel gave in and started down the stairs to the Cherubim’s room. He wondered again not for the first time why he’d allowed his angel to move his room from upstairs to down, but pushed the thought out of his mind as his eyes fell upon Katan’s bedroom door.

Without a second thought he smirked evilly thinking he might catch the angel is some evil act and threw the door open. To his disappointment and to points his relief, Katan’s room was very empty saved for the furniture that had been placed inside.

He began to wonder just how long Katan had been out of the house and than he noticed the answering machine in the room with the red blinking thing on it. He stared at it and glared.

“Just how long have you been gone,” Rosiel hissed dangerously as he started going through some of Katan’s things to get a better idea of how long he’d been gone and for some sort of weird revenge.

As he went through one drawer after another he noticed a small blue bound book lying on top of the dresser in Katan’s room. There was no title on the book and a pen lay next to it with the cap on. Rosiel than remembered he’d seen his pet walking around the mansion a few times holding the book in one hand, pen in the other. Katan had never let Rosiel read the book though no matter how many times he tried to get it out of him, so he decided that reading it would be much better revenge than just throwing his stuff all around his room.

He opened the first page and began to read.

‘I am the Cherubim angel Katan, servant to Inorganic Angel Rosiel.’

“Hmmm…”

‘August 4th year unknown: It took a great deal of time, but the location of the seal where Lord Rosiel is said to be held was finally found. My comrades and I are very happy about this fine and are doing all that we can to find some way to break the seal.

August 16th year unknown: We have found a way to break the seal that was placed on Lord Rosiel, however in order to do so you must sacrifice many innocent humans for their astral powers. I am deeply troubled by this, however our need for Lord Rosiel is very great and we cannot give up just because of this. With or without their deaths we must break Lord Rosiel out.

August 30th year unknown: At the cost of many innocent human lives that I may never be forgiven for taking, Lord Rosiel was finally resurrected into this world. It was one of the most beautiful and amazing sites that ever could of have been witnessed. I am still deeply troubled however for taking the lives of those innocents.

October 8th year unknown: I’ve been serving Lord Rosiel now for some time and it’s quite wonderful and yet odd. He seems to no longer be the man I met from before, he’s changed somehow…and yet I can’t help, but admit every time I get near him I feel odd as well. I do not know what these feelings are, but they are strong.

October 21st year unknown: I have found that with a great lord comes a great penalty when something is done wrong. For disobeying my lord he proceeded to grab me by the neck and start to choke me while screaming. I felt very ashamed and I know I should of. He began digging his claws into my throw slowly at first, but than harder and I felt the blood trickle down my neck and onto my chest. It was than that I came up with this idea. For every wrong I do to Lord Rosiel, I should repent. In order to achieve this incase I do something that is wrong or dishonorable to Lord Rosiel and he doesn’t notice, I can punish myself in a sure fit way. I purchased a knife from one of the nearby stores and every time I do something wrong, I will cut myself and bleed out the bad blood.’

Rosiel reread the last few lines again in utter horror at the thought of his pet running a knife anywhere over that perfect body of his and leaving scars on it. Growling he went on vowing to destroy the cherubim should he ever try to do that again. He flipped farther into the book before he started reading.

May 4th, 2nd year in serving Lord Rosiel: Today things have gotten worse, almost to the point of being unbearable. I’m not sure how much longer I can put up with these things. Kirie is pushing me to the end and farther as I’m trying to help Lord Rosiel and so is she, however. She feels that it is her need to out do me in everything and thus ends up getting us both in trouble. I suppose I will be filling up those jars of blood much quicker than I had thought. I should go buy some more before tonight’s next mission.’

Roisel’s eyes widened a bit and he looked from the book around the room. Katan was keep jars of his own blood somewhere in this room? He set the book down and started going through things again to try and find out what in the world was going on. He eventually found in the back of one of Katan’s dressers a large amount of jars filled to the top with blood.

Not sure if he should believe his eyes or not he slammed the dresser door shut and grabbed the book and skipped a few more pages.

August 3rd 2nd year in Lord Rosiel’s service: I am beginning to understand just what it means to be cast aside and left for good. Lord Rosiel seems to no longer have a need for me, having even at one point attempted to get me to leave and return to the heavens. I am loyal to no one, but Lord Rosiel though…leaving would seem a crime and what is truly the point. Going back into heaven would mean being around nothing more than puppets…at least on the earth with the humans there are some real people. I’m also getting a bit worried about my health. Lately the stomach pain has increased a good deal and at times I cannot even find the strength to get out of bed, or if out of bed, to make it up the stairs. I believe Kirie may be to blame for this, but it could also just be due to the fact, I am worthless and weak.

Rosiel scanned over the page a few more times taking it all in slowly so he could get the best effect of it all. The weird pains and lost of strength would explain why Katan had been missing so much during the days or why he was randomly leaving in the middle of conversations not to return until hours later.

“It would also explain why Kirie kept asking to cook if she is indeed the one behind his pain,” Rosiel thought out loud and felt the beginning of hatred towards the girl to start forming within him. He had hand picked Katan himself to become a Cherubim in the hopes that he’d one day save his old race. What right did that bitch have to try and poison him?

Rosiel decided he would deal with Kirie first and than go find Katan and demand an explanation for the things he’d written in the book. As he went to put it in his pocket though, two flowers fell out from inside. On the floor near his feet laid two roses, a blue and red one. Rosiel picked them up smelling them gently a and smiled. His smile quickly turned to a scowl though as he realized that in order for Katan to have these flowers, someone must have given them to him.

He quickly started flipping through the pages of the book until finally he found a page with the imprint of the flowers in it. Rosiel scanned over the date and noticed it was in fact the day right before Kirie had given him the tickets.

December 2nd 2nd year serving Lord Rosiel: Buying these two flowers was one of the biggest mistakes of my life. Having done so and in promising myself I’d hand them over to Lord Rosiel as a gift was one of the stupidest ideas I could have ever had. I should have known Kirie and Lord Rosiel would end up together and I being no one shoved out of the inner group. Perhaps being sent back to heaven and being used as a toy by the puppets would of not been so bad…not every angel up there is controlled by Lord Rosiel after all…perhaps someone, anyone could deal with me…something I need to belong somewhere, but where. Death is not good enough for me; I need to bare the guilt of those innocents I kill so long ago. Forgive me, I have fallen to great. It is only a matter of time before I bare the mark of the fallen.

Shaking a bit wondering what Katan could have possibly done to become a fallen angel Rosiel turned the page.

December 10th the final goodbye: Sir Rosiel and Kirie are gone now; they have been for a few days. In fact I encouraged them to leave so Sir Rosiel would not notice the thoughts running through my head, nor notice if I do become a fallen. It is only a matter of time if you ask me before I will. I just wish for Lord Rosiel’s happiness and nothing more. Just thinking about never seeing him again though makes my entire body shake and my eyes water. I must be strong for this one thing though. I cannot let my weaknesses force Lord Rosiel into some kind of sadness, which by staying here is all I’ll do.

I keep wondering what I shall do with all of this evidence though, the jars of blood and the diary; I will have to get rid of all of them. I want no evidence that I was ever even in that mansion any longer to remind them of the vile thing that used to live in their basement. I will dump the jars out and than throw them away and burn the diary. Or perhaps it would be much better to keep it with as a reminder of the hell I brought upon myself and the others around me.

I have debated more than once now that perhaps death is my only escape…escape from a reality where even though I am here, cannot be in nearly enough pain as I should. I voiced my opinion to someone and they mentioned that if I was truly serious about this punishment, going on until I am completely numb in this dimension and than taking my own life added with the sins I’ve committed I will go to the lowest levels of hell where I may finally be able to repent for some of the things I’ve done. Kami knows I need to…I wish that answering machine would click off already…..

Rosiel could see the wet stains on the paper where Katan’s tears had fallen upon the paper while he had written.

“So you were here when I called,” Rosiel whispered and than froze. None of this made sense. Katan had clearly stated in the diary that he was going to dispose of all evidence and yet, the blood remained in the drawer and the diary remained on his dresser. Something had gone wrong somewhere for Katan to have left all of this.

Rosiel wondered for a bit, but than a sudden though hit him. He began growling as he shoved the two roses into the diary where they’d fallen out from and headed up the stairs. Kirie was going to pay. TBC  

There, another rewritten chapter of darkness falls I hope you guys enjoy it. If you don’t I’m going to scream considering I stayed up extremely late while I was tired to type this thing up. Lol. So if you don’t like it, I’m going to be mad!!!