The boy arrives in front of the blue building. He stands before the stairs of the place with a dagger in hand. He holds it close to his chest with some uncertainty. He takes one step forward, lost in thought.
*(Dharius's entire hard work has been to find a clue to defeat the angels...)
He stops before he can take the second step.
*(But why?... He never told me why he's doing all of this...)
He looks at the dagger.
*(Is this really theirs?)
He takes a step back.
*(They... Only brought fortune... Is it right to deny these people this?)
The kid looks away, backing up in confusion.
*(You will just ignore what he did to you...)
The kid stops, looks around, and an agonizing silence sets in. The beautiful sky turns much grimmer, the atmosphere grows heavier. He looks around, terrified.
*(You will just let them get away?)
The boy pants heavily, a deafening buzz sets in, and he covers his ears in pain. The blade falls to the ground as he agonizes...
*(No, you won't...)
Someone grabs the dagger with a cloth and offers it to the kid. The kid opens his eyes, looks at the figure.
*(Because I will not let you...)
A woman stands before him... Her body is decayed and she has a giant wound on her chest. She looks at the kid, who stumbles back.
*(W-WHO ARE YOU?!)
The woman approaches with the blade, the kid looks to her terrified, contracting in deep despair.
*(Dharius... Help me...)
The woman moves her face closer to his, making him flinche...
*(Do you see it?)
The kid opens his eyes, the woman whispers again.
*(Who did you ask for help?)
The kid remains still and frightened.
*(Who gave you a home?.. Who gave you a chance?.. The same man that you don't seem to care about...)
The kid does a dry gulp, looks towards the creature, and slowly raises his hands...
*(Please... Care for him... Just like I did...)
The boy grabs the dagger, slowly turns his head, and his surroundings return to normal. He looks at the police department, then at the cloth he's holding.
*(Dharius... I will not fail with you!)
The kid rushes inside, opens the door, and a massive angel statue looms, but the kid remains resolute. He runs to a receptionist engrossed in a book.
*(Excuse me, sir!)
The man looks around and spots the child.
*(Oh... Hi, boy! Are you lost?)
*(N-no... Listen, I am here for something really important!)
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The man looks at the cloth, chuckles.
*(Listen, kid, we are busy here... Could you play with someone else?)
The man returns to his book.
The kid looks bothered, places the cloth on the desk, removes it, revealing a dagger. The man looks shocked.
*(What the hell?!)
*(This is an angel's weapon, soaked in Dharius's wife's blood!)
The man looks confused.
*(N-no way...)
*(YES! YES, IT IS! JUST ANALYZE THE BLOOD, AND YOU WILL FIND OUT!)
The man reluctantly examines the weapon.
*(Kid... I'm not sure if you're right, but this is an issue. I will send it for blood analysis!)
*(Awesome! When will it be finished?)
*(Hm... Maybe around tomorrow...)
*(ALRIGHT!)
The kid shows great excitement, the officer stands up, and says:
*(Well... See you, kid...)
*(Bye!)
The boy runs away with a smile, the man walks towards a room, still carrying the weapon.
*(He did this, right?)
*(Yep...)
The man looks to his side, the female angel looks at him disappointed, the officer complains.
*(That idiot let it slide...)
A janitor enters the room, annoyed, but then he lets out a relieved sigh.
*(Ah! Finally!)
His body shines, his physique upgrades, his appearance becomes much more attractive. He's an angel. Sarah looks at him annoyed.
The man approaches them, confused.
*(Geez! Did you all sleep well?)
Sarah says, annoyed.
*(You idiot! You let a clue slip!)
*(A... What?)
The cop approaches the man with the dagger, the man looks away.
*Look at it... You dumb fuck...
The man shifts his gaze slightly...
The officer quickly transforms, grabbing the man by the neck.
*I said, look!
The man looks at the dagger, annoyed.
*What is this shit...
The angry angel puts the sword aside and shouts.
*YOUR FUCKING WEAPON!
The man looks at him, arms crossed.
*If Sarah didn't alert us, and I wasn't the damn officer, we would be screwed!
*OH, WOULD WE?! They are weak! They need us!
The man says with a psychopathic smile.
*They don't stand a chance in combat...
*ENOUGH!
The man slaps him, the psychopathic angel looks at him angrily.
*WE NEED THEM ALIVE! If you want to ruin an operation, go to another planet, you idiot!
The slapped man looks away, annoyed. The leader sighs.
*Ah... No matter...
He looks at the dagger.
*That old man has bothered us enough...
He clenches his fists hard, shattering the weapon into bits.