Original Stories Fan Fiction / Romance Fan Fiction / Angels Fan Fiction ❯ Decendants of Darkness ❯ Veneficus ( Chapter 1 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: Flamechild 
In which we learn the etiqutte of angels and just why Gabriel is shopping for a summer home in the underworld.
Miscellaneous: Original Stories Fan Fiction / Romance Fan Fiction / Angels Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Supernatural / Occult / Action | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 02.11.2007 | Updated On: 02.12.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 951 | Visits: 513 | Status: Work In Progress
In which we learn the etiqutte of angels and just why Gabriel is shopping for a summer home in the underworld.
Miscellaneous: Original Stories Fan Fiction / Romance Fan Fiction / Angels Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Supernatural / Occult / Action | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 02.11.2007 | Updated On: 02.12.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 951 | Visits: 513 | Status: Work In Progress
Disclaimer: I own all of the characters in the story and the title has nothing to do with the anime/manga of the same name.
Chapter One: Veneficus
It was the way that the wind created ripples in her teacup that alerted Amelia Weller that danger was near.
First of all she had yet to actually pour anything into her cup, which could only mean that someone had manipulated the aethereal space around the room she stood in.
There were only a few beings that had those kinds of powers:Angels,Demons and Dieties.
It did't really matter which one of those it was, they would all undoubeted serve to annoy her in the long run with some grand crusade that she had been entrusted with.
As soon as the being actually manifested, however, it didn't take her long to identify it.
"Hello Gabriel, something i can help you with?"
She didn't need to turn around to know that the angel kneeling behind her on the linoleum. Angel ediquette dictated it.
"They have a mission they'd like to entrust to you, Lady Weller."
"Him too? That's unusual. Doesn't he have enough adoring servants to do his bidding though?"
"They have both seen it fit to entrust this task to you as it is of great importance."
"Of course it is. It always it. I, unfortunatly, do not take orders from him.If this order is another of His attempts to convert me by using Her name he can forget it. I work for the Lady alone. He can go fuck himself.
"Watch your mouth,Weller!" The dropping of the honorific and the raising of her voice meant that Gabriel no longer saw Amelia as someone to be respected. A problem.
"You watch it, GABBIE," Amelia said, turning around to find Gabriel standing as well, and turning an interesting shade of crimson at the shortening of her name. It meant that Amelia thought of her as inferior. A problem. "He's done nothing to earn Him my respect! His servants have never done anything to earn the respect of me and mine and I'll be damned if one of his lapdogs will talk down to me because He thought it funny to order the extermination of my kind in order to undermine Her power. Tell me what They want and then leave before I hex you into non-existance!" Gabriel sighed. Sometimes she thought it would just be easier to give up then have to deal with these mortals every day. Maybe she should have just Fallen eons ago.
Hell was supposedly very nice this time of year.
Gabriel held back a snarl as Amelia turned back to her tea.
This particular type of mortal drove her particularly nuts.
They lived longer than the normal ones and the powers they had meant that they were called on to do the gods bidding often.
Meaning the Gabriel had to deal with them rediculously often and they were always resentful when the subject of the God came up.
"There is an item of great importance that has somehow ended up in the criminal underworld.You have been entrusted with the task of getting it back and into the hands of people who actually know what do do with something as powerful as this object is."
"Do I look like a Golden Retriever or something? Why don't They just get a werewolf to do it or something?"She asked, waving a hand flippantly in the air.
"Why, it's funny you should say that Weller,"Gabriel chuckled, folding her arms.
Amelia, not %100 in love with the angels tone turned around slowly.
"And just what, pray tell, is that supposed to mean, Gabe?" Another shortening. Another problem. Gabriel struggled not to rip Amelia's black little heart out and feed to some hellhound.
"They have assigned a werewolf to work on this case. As your partner. Once you know very well actually."Amelia raised an eyebrow.
"Who is it?"
"One of the Whelan clan. Evelyn to be exact." Gabriel watched with amusement as Amelia's face turned a very interesting shade of crimson before going back to it's normal carmel shade as the witch regained her compsure.
"They do know that-"
"Of course they do, AMMIE, Just make sure not to let it cloud your judgement. This is a very important mission."
"I gathered that. Just what is is that they want me to get?"
"Explainations aren't in my job descriptions. I'm the Voice. Uriel is the Knowledge. You and Whelan are to meet up with her at noon tomorrow at a cathedral in London. You know the one."
"London?! Gabriel, I'm not going to London! We're in Michigan!! There's no way I'll be able to get to the UK in that amount of time."
"Again, Not in my job description. Curiel's the Angel of travel. Give him a call."
Gabriel left before she could hear Amelia's undoubtedly profane replyas she began listing the pros and cons of Falling in her head once again.
It was the way that the wind created ripples in her teacup that alerted Amelia Weller that danger was near.
First of all she had yet to actually pour anything into her cup, which could only mean that someone had manipulated the aethereal space around the room she stood in.
There were only a few beings that had those kinds of powers:Angels,Demons and Dieties.
It did't really matter which one of those it was, they would all undoubeted serve to annoy her in the long run with some grand crusade that she had been entrusted with.
As soon as the being actually manifested, however, it didn't take her long to identify it.
"Hello Gabriel, something i can help you with?"
She didn't need to turn around to know that the angel kneeling behind her on the linoleum. Angel ediquette dictated it.
"They have a mission they'd like to entrust to you, Lady Weller."
"Him too? That's unusual. Doesn't he have enough adoring servants to do his bidding though?"
"They have both seen it fit to entrust this task to you as it is of great importance."
"Of course it is. It always it. I, unfortunatly, do not take orders from him.If this order is another of His attempts to convert me by using Her name he can forget it. I work for the Lady alone. He can go fuck himself.
"Watch your mouth,Weller!" The dropping of the honorific and the raising of her voice meant that Gabriel no longer saw Amelia as someone to be respected. A problem.
"You watch it, GABBIE," Amelia said, turning around to find Gabriel standing as well, and turning an interesting shade of crimson at the shortening of her name. It meant that Amelia thought of her as inferior. A problem. "He's done nothing to earn Him my respect! His servants have never done anything to earn the respect of me and mine and I'll be damned if one of his lapdogs will talk down to me because He thought it funny to order the extermination of my kind in order to undermine Her power. Tell me what They want and then leave before I hex you into non-existance!" Gabriel sighed. Sometimes she thought it would just be easier to give up then have to deal with these mortals every day. Maybe she should have just Fallen eons ago.
Hell was supposedly very nice this time of year.
Gabriel held back a snarl as Amelia turned back to her tea.
This particular type of mortal drove her particularly nuts.
They lived longer than the normal ones and the powers they had meant that they were called on to do the gods bidding often.
Meaning the Gabriel had to deal with them rediculously often and they were always resentful when the subject of the God came up.
"There is an item of great importance that has somehow ended up in the criminal underworld.You have been entrusted with the task of getting it back and into the hands of people who actually know what do do with something as powerful as this object is."
"Do I look like a Golden Retriever or something? Why don't They just get a werewolf to do it or something?"She asked, waving a hand flippantly in the air.
"Why, it's funny you should say that Weller,"Gabriel chuckled, folding her arms.
Amelia, not %100 in love with the angels tone turned around slowly.
"And just what, pray tell, is that supposed to mean, Gabe?" Another shortening. Another problem. Gabriel struggled not to rip Amelia's black little heart out and feed to some hellhound.
"They have assigned a werewolf to work on this case. As your partner. Once you know very well actually."Amelia raised an eyebrow.
"Who is it?"
"One of the Whelan clan. Evelyn to be exact." Gabriel watched with amusement as Amelia's face turned a very interesting shade of crimson before going back to it's normal carmel shade as the witch regained her compsure.
"They do know that-"
"Of course they do, AMMIE, Just make sure not to let it cloud your judgement. This is a very important mission."
"I gathered that. Just what is is that they want me to get?"
"Explainations aren't in my job descriptions. I'm the Voice. Uriel is the Knowledge. You and Whelan are to meet up with her at noon tomorrow at a cathedral in London. You know the one."
"London?! Gabriel, I'm not going to London! We're in Michigan!! There's no way I'll be able to get to the UK in that amount of time."
"Again, Not in my job description. Curiel's the Angel of travel. Give him a call."
Gabriel left before she could hear Amelia's undoubtedly profane replyas she began listing the pros and cons of Falling in her head once again.