Beyond Life and Death ~Actual RP~

Charlotte figured she wasn't going to get an answer out of Baal, so she weighed her choices. Rose had chosen to be an Angel, but Baal had said something about Angels- that they were for the destruction of mankind, if she'd heard right. But that was crazy- and so was Baal. On the other hand, she could be a Reaper- but if Angels were for the destruction of mankind, what did the Reapers want with the world?

Her father had often told her many stories about beautiful winged creatures who lived in Heaven. And thinking back to her father's soothing voice, she knew what she would rather be.
"An Angel. I'd rather be an Angel." she responded confidently. She'd have to question Baal later.

 

OOC: Armoury is the English spelling of Armory.

For a second there was nothing but blinding light. When the light finally died down, Charlotte still couldn't see a thing besides a white haze and what she guessed was a glass floor.
"Hey! What's going-" a deep chuckle interrupted her question.

"Hello, my Angel." A warm, baritone voice said, and Charlotte recognised the voice distantly.

"Father..." she whispered. The tall man smiled slightly in response. "Father, where am I?"

"We're in the armoury. Here Angels receive what makes them Angels." He cleared his throat and continued, "You will still retain all ties to your world, but you will be able to transform into an Angel at all times via a ring that you'll wear at all times. Your armour is based on the pair of wings you choose now." he gestured to three pairs of floating wings.

One pair looked bulky and muscular. She definitely wouldn't choose those- they were far too huge and heavy. Another were agile and dainty. She considered them before deciding that the wind she controlled would be too much for the wings to handle. The final pair were a mix of the first and second. They weren't as fragile-looking as the first pair, but they were nowhere near as strong and huge as the second pair. They looked to be the fastest of all three.

She reached out for the third pair and there was another flash of light. When she could see again, she saw her reflection in the glass floor. Silver armoured boots wrapped around her to the knee. Her torso was now encased in thin but firm metal armour and her skirt was wrapped perfectly with flexible silver. Her hands were covered by thin metal gloves. Knotted backwards around her waist was a dainty golden fabric with ends that fell to her lower thighs. Her long red hair was now untied and it spilled down to her waist. Her wings and armour seemed to be perfect for her.

"Now you really are my Angel." her father smiled warmly, a trace of sadness in his voice. "Charlotte, I have no doubt you'll be a brilliant archer and controller of wind. Now, Baal is waiting." He embraced his daughter. "I love you." he whispered and broke the embrace.

"I love you too." Charlotte smiled wistfully and reached for his hand. He accepted it, and there was another flash of light.

When her eyes adjusted again, she saw that she was standing before Baal once more.

 

Since Heaven was so high, he was still in the air. But he heard Baal's voice even in the skies where he is.
"That voice..." Minato thought as he was about to fully recover his energy again. He quickly spread out his wings and finds for Baal.

"It must be really important." said Minato as he was going to get more serious.

 

Victor stood in awe at the Archangel, so dominant was his presence that he could feel the surging energy within the angel's body, as if there were some sort of tendrils reaching out and interacting with everything in its vicinity. Victor shook his head and ran a hand through his hair, 'Destruction of mankind? How absurd! Why would the Lord feel the need to do such a thing?' He looked up at the Archangel and a smile crept over his lips as he crossed his arms in front of his torso.

“My loyalty and gratitude lie with the Lord! I would not bring it upon myself to side with demonic heathens! I will be an Angel!” Victor said with intensity. “No matter what happens, I believe that the Lord knows what is best and I shall follow him in that pursuit!”

 

Victor suddenly appeared in a large room, littered about it with suits of armor and various sizes of wings. Another smile crept onto his face as he made his way towards the sets of armor, “Ah-ah-ah!” A familiar voice cried out to him in a slightly mocking tone. Victor spun around to see the little monk sitting on a chair, legs crossed, smoking a long pipe. “Getting a tad antsy, are we? Why don't you come here and chat with me while I finish my pipe?” The monk chuckled slightly as he blew out a large cloud of smoke which slowly took the shape of a cherub.

Victor could hardly believe his eyes, “Father?! What in the Lord's name are you doing here?!” With agility that was uncommon for a man of his age and stature, the little monk hopped over to Victor and hit him across the face with a rolled-up piece of paper. “Taking the Lord's name in vain, Victor? For shame! I thought your parent's and even myself taught you better than that!”

The monk jumped up in the air and began to float, small Angel wings flapping desperately to keep him up, he placed the pipe back into his mouth, “Now, didn't I tell you the Lord would provide for you something worthwhile? I tend to keep my promises, you know.” Victor ran a hand through his hair and laughed softly, “That you do, my friend, that you do,” He looked at the small man, contently puffing on his long pipe and he smiled broadly, “I won't bother asking you about your current state, but I will ask this: Is the Lord planning to destroy all of human civilization?”

The little man frowned and began chewing on his pipe, a thoughtful expression crossing his face, “Victor, I am but a humble servant of the Lord... He is the Alpha and the Omega, the Beginning and the End; to know of how or what He thinks is impossible. But,” The monk smiled mischievously as he winked at Victor, “He works in mysterious ways.” He took in a long drag from the pipe and quickly blew out the smoke as he motioned towards the wings and armor, “Take a look, Victor. We're in an Armory, you know! I hope you know what that word means!” The monk laughed as he took in another drag from his pipe.

Victor smiled and looked towards the wings: a pair that looked strong and imposing, a pair that seemed lithe and elegant, and another pair that appeared to be made for speed. “As if I had to make a choice!” Victor laughed heartily as he grabbed the strong wings. No sooner than he touched them they appeared on his back, flapping slightly as they became accustomed to its new host. Victor's smiled grew wider as he signed himself in the cross. The little monk cleared his throat and tossed a small gold ring Victor's way, “Take that, my son. It'll change you to that of an Angel, very handy against those foul beasts of the Nether, that's for sure! No armor though? How curious! I knew you were a large man, but I suppose even Heaven didn't have something in your size!” The monk laughed hysterically at his bad joke as he rocked back and forth in the air.

Victor returned the monk's laugh with a heavy palm against his forehead, “I see not even your humor has improved...” He turned around and threw out a quick wave to the small man as he disappeared and flashed back into existence on the Earth in front of Baal.

 

When Ryuu was younger about 6-7 she always thought of herself as a monster because she 'Got rid of people for good' Its not like she did It on purpose Its like sleep walking you don't know how you got there/did It when you wake up, the police never did find out that she was the one who killed her loved ones Its not like they'd expect a little girl to do that, While Ryuu was growing up she forgot about what she'd done until now "Reaper" She sighed, looked at Baal as she slowly put her hand up.

 

OOC: Luneth became a Reaper a year before the story started. He is working with Baal to provoke a war.

Luneth turned over his pillow for the eigth time. Hell was unbearably hot; so hot that most nights, Luneth got hardly any sleep. He had slept for an hour or two the night before, and was trying to make up for his lack of sleep in the middle of the afternoon. It's no use,he decided after a few more minutes of smouldering heat. I may as well go see Baal to find out how many newly awakened Angels and Reapers there are.

Luneth made his way down to Earth, where Baal surely was. He had a rough idea of where the Archangel was by the enormous power he gave off. When he finally landed on a supposedly quiet area of Earth, the first thing he heard were police sirens. The streets were barren and almost deserted sans the police, and the only civilians were frantically running and screaming. Uh-oh. he thought, Well, on the bright side, it looks like I've found Baal. He made sure he was out of the police's sight before summoning a small bird of ice, just strong enough to carry him. He rode the bird to a nearby building, weaving through the police's flashlights, and withdrew the bird once he was at the top.

From the top of the building, he could see that there was an area where the police were completely still; as if they were frozen in time. Baal was definitely there. He summoned the bird once again and rode it to the still area, just around the corner from the Archangel and what appeared to be the fresh Angels and Reapers. From there he could watch the spectacle without being noticed. There were quite a few new Angels and Reapers this time, and all gathered in one place; that was quite rare recently. Usually, at least one had been killed by the Demons.

He watched them for a while longer, before preparing to travel back to Hell. He'd have to look out for the new recruits later.

 

"What've I gotten myself into?" Luneth muttered under his breath, blushing slightly. He should've known he couldn't hide from Baal. He looked at the first recruit, "Fine. Your ten days Reaper training start now." he smirked slightly.
He summoned three pairs of black Reaper wings before Ryuu. One pair was huge and bulky. The next was agile and graceful, and the next was built for speed. "The pair of wings you pick right here will determine the armour and powers you have for the rest of your Reaper life. No pressure, Ryuu." He gestured to the three pairs of wings.

 

"Okie doke then" Ryuu looked at the first one "ThIs Is to big for me" then at the second and third pair of wings Rest of my reaper life, eh? after making that hard decision Ryuu made up her mind "Okay I'll take these" She pointed to the third pair that was built for speed.

 

Luneth stared at Ryuu in shock. Usually the new recruits took a lot longer than that to decide, and usually they were still scared as hell when they did, but Ryuu was completely calm. About thirty seconds later, there was a bright flash and Ryuu was covered in armour and the wings were attached to her.
"Um, right." he said, still impressed."Right. This ring," he materialised a black ring, "will be worn at all times. With this ring you can transform into your Reaper form. If you lose it, you're screwed." He tossed the ring to her. "Now Baal, can I go home? We can start the training tomorrow, I'm tired." he began to summon his bird again.