<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fstatic.zerochan.net%2FOokurikara.full.1848404.jpg&amp;hash=21e6b6a340b5c3d02bbe2d76b06b2f88" href="https://static.zerochan.net/Ookurikara.full.1848404.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Jason Victor Cruz'</a>s eyes would snap out as his alarm clock went off. He would crack his neck as he looked around his<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=http%3A%2F%2F2rksgl1kc67f453y8rekkx01.wpengine.netdna-cdn.com%2Fwp-content%2Fuploads%2F2014%2F02%2Fsmall-beach-house-2.jpg&amp;hash=0465a282d4c2cfd4268564662af3b75f" href="http://2rksgl1kc67f453y8rekkx01.wpengine.netdna-cdn.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/02/small-beach-house-2.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">small home</a>. It was a cheap, quiet, and comfortable<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fi.ytimg.com%2Fvi%2FDINeiKF1zW0%2Fmaxresdefault.jpg&amp;hash=5a02d64d65f6f2ddbac371186eecdf23" href="https://i.ytimg.com/vi/DINeiKF1zW0/maxresdefault.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">cabin</a>in Pittsburgh. Jason would look inside the fridge as he saw a blood bag, just what he needed to wake up. He would press the tube to his lips before draining the bag, as he felt the rush of energy he normally did. As a Revenant, he gained strength from blood, though it was only temporary.  He'd need it for his task tonight. Checking the clock, it was at 2:06 am, most people would be asleep, and the rest were either on their way home or the scum of the earth. A perfect time to hunt. Jason would slam his fists together as two<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fvignette.wikia.nocookie.net%2Ffable%2Fimages%2Fa%2Fa4%2FGauntlets_of_Wisdom.jpg%2Frevision%2Flatest%3Fcb%3D20120624190942&amp;hash=2b5f5d0a6de44d9b885fa5d0495e37b5" href="https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/fable/images/a/a4/Gauntlets_of_Wisdom.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20120624190942" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">gauntlets</a>would appear on his lower arms. He placed on a hoodie, to cover his silver hair, and a<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.sportsbikeshop.co.uk%2Fproduct_images%2Fheld_husky_neck-and-face-warmer.jpg&amp;hash=76f789a603c29ee2ac47384efec956cc" href="https://www.sportsbikeshop.co.uk/product_images/held_husky_neck-and-face-warmer.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">neck warmer</a>, to cover his face.<br/><br/>Now it was time to begin.<br/><br/>Walking the dimly lit streets of Pittsburgh, Jason knew he wouldn't have to travel far to find the scum of the earth- His senses could already pick up the filth of the human underworld all around. Petty Thieves, Drug Dealers, Car Jackers.....nothing to feed the hunger his body felt. Finally, however, Jason felt what he needed- a murderer, sin weighed heavily on his soul, it was perfect. Walking a brisk pace towards this aura, he found a grisly sight- there was a man holding another, some blue collar jerk-off, at gunpoint. However, the Sin wasn't coming from the thief- He felt despair in the man, it was likely this was a forced situation. No, it came from the jerk-off.<br/><br/>He could feel it from here- The death of his wife and child.....no, the MURDER. To see someone be successful after committing such a horrendous crime made Jason sick, so he approached to the two. "<b>Hey."<br/>
</b><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4d4d">"<b>Hey, stay back! I don't want any trouble!"</b> The thief said, holding the gun up towards Jason, but Jason could see it shaking- the man was terrified.<br/>
</span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"<b>Oh thank god! Please, help, he has a gun!" </b></span><br/><br/>"<b>Silence." </b>Jason said, as he took the gun out of the thief's hand, before melting it to the ground, causing the thief to fall over and crawl to a wall, as the office worker stood there. "<b>You....your family. What happened to them?" <br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"W-why does that matter?!"</span></b><br/><br/>Jason would slam his fist into the wall, as it would make a small impact crater next to the man's head. "<b>Answer. The. Question."<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"T-T-They died in a car accident. The break gave out and they c-crashed."</span></b><br/><br/>"<i><b>Liar." </b></i>Jason hissed, before raising his hand as lightning shot from his fingers, electrocuting the male. "<b>I want the truth- I know you killed them. Tell me what happened."<br/>
</b><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">The man laid screaming in pain as lightning hit his body, before gasping for breath and looking up. "<b>I.....I-I replaced the breaks with old ones.....m-made it look like an accident to collect the Insurance money...so I could move out of this place!" </b></span><br/><br/>"<b>That's what I thought....filth, scum like you deserve to be erased. If God won't get off his lazy ass to give judgement on you, then I'll do it for him." </b>He said, raising his hand as fire enveloped it.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"<b>Please, have mercy! T-the money, you can have it all, just spare my life!"</b></span><br/><br/>His pleas fell on deaf ears, however- Jason cast the unholy flames on the male, as his screams filled the air. Jason felt the dark power of revenge revitalize his body. Pulling back his sleeve, he saw the cracked and broken skin slowly healing and replacing with fresh, youthful flesh. He had bought himself more time on this world, so his work was completed for now. He pulled the sleeve down as he walked towards the thief, who stared at him with fear. Jason knelt down before him, purple eyes gazing into the male's brown eyes, before he would speak up. "<b>I will ask you a question and I want the truth......why did you try to rob that man?"<br/>
</b><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4d4d">The Thief expected to be lit on fire, like the male before him, but didn't want to suffer through torture. So he simply lowered his head and told the truth. "<b>My sister's been diagnosed with lung cancer.....I need to pay for her Chemo-treatments, but no place pays enough! I've run out of options. I needed the money bad and I heard this guy had a huge payday so I...." </b>He would shake his head. "<b>Your going to kill me, aren't you?"</b></span><br/><br/>Jason would reach into his hoodie and the thief before him would close his eyes, before Jason would just....pour out<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.beastsofwar.com%2Fwp-content%2Fuploads%2F2014%2F07%2FFantasy-Coin-Pile.jpg&amp;hash=ad4f76442b049e105ba32eba4a397afa" href="http://www.beastsofwar.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/Fantasy-Coin-Pile.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">demonic gold coins</a>in front of the man. Jason would then take the man's face and make him look his, before speaking up. "<b>Take this....sell it and get the money you need. Talk to a guy named Kalzelmo in Liberty, he'll buy these fair." </b>He said, before handing him three pictures. "<b>Want to make more money? Tell Kalzelmo if you see any of these three <i>anywhere. </i>I'll double this." </b>Jason said, before placing a hand on the man's shoulder and lifting him up onto his feet. "<b>I know what it's like to work for your family....Don't do something stupid like this again though, or I'll come after you next, got it?"<br/>
</b><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4d4d">The man was at a loss for words. Here he was, expecting to be killed, but instead of given money and offered more for three people's locations? He didn't know what to say. Picking up the gold, he would look towards man and bow his head. "<b>T-thank you!"</b></span><br/><br/>"<b>Don't mention it. Don't mention what you saw tonight either." </b>He said, as the man quickly took off in a different direction. Jason would rub the back of his head as he began walking away, Vengeance was needed upon those that preyed upon the Innocent- Rapist, Murderers, career thieves and criminals, all needed to pay. But he wouldn't cast a hand upon those that felt the world abandoned them, because it had. God had abandoned these people to their fate, leaving them at the mercy of those that would take advantage of others. It was all he could do to stunt the flow of filth in the city, and send those blackened souls screaming to hell, where they would receive their punishment and just reward.<br/><br/>Still, he had no time to think about that- He was about to be attacked.<br/><br/>Ducking out of the way of a Holy Ray of Light, Jason would look up to see something that would annoy him- Four Exorcists and an Angel, lowest rank. He would flip the Silver hair out of his face before speaking up. "<b>Oh if it isn't the Church's Guard Dogs. Done gouging out the faithful for their hard earned money to sustain your failing church?" <br/>
</b><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffff00"><b>"Be silent, worm!" </b>The Angel said, raising his spear towards him. "<b>You are to be brought to Vatican City for Questioning! Submit and this shall be less painful for you."</b></span><br/><br/>Jason would roll his eyes, before summoning a demonic sword and placing it on his shoulder. "<b>You know, if you were actually intimidating, I would probably listen.....but seeing as how you're not, let's see if you can fly without wings." </b>He said, before charging towards the group.<br/><br/>~~~~~<b><u><i>One Week Later, In Heaven's Ivory Tower</i></u>~~~~~</b><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffff00"><a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fimages-ext-1.discordapp.net%2Fexternal%2FJ4Crw21Mu-plIIwXOYKJrmr9bSlM8wDJdwnyVpRr5Ug%2Fhttps%2Fi.pinimg.com%2Foriginals%2F0a%2Fb1%2F54%2F0ab154322bedafd264ff21ecb9512af1.jpg%3Fwidth%3D355%26height%3D474&amp;hash=a8685227b68d1762e9a89fbd6e336dab" href="https://images-ext-1.discordapp.net/external/J4Crw21Mu-plIIwXOYKJrmr9bSlM8wDJdwnyVpRr5Ug/https/i.pinimg.com/originals/0a/b1/54/0ab154322bedafd264ff21ecb9512af1.jpg?width=355&amp;height=474" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Lord Michael </a>would slam his fist down at the meeting between the other Archangels, Metatron and his brother Sandalphon. "<b>When was the last time a Revenant stood up to a team of trained Exorcists, along with a full-fledged Guardian Angel, and held his own!? This situation must be dealt with swiftly!"</b><br/>
</span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ffff"><a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fd2g8igdw686xgo.cloudfront.net%2F20166144_1498927754.1728_funddescription.jpg&amp;hash=1076be19e8afde5550774e62e3a5e374" href="https://d2g8igdw686xgo.cloudfront.net/20166144_1498927754.1728_funddescription.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Lord Gabriel</a> would nod. "<b>I agree. This Revenant is changing the playing field and strengthening Hell. Over the past year, almost six hundred souls have been sent to Hell by this one alone. We need to take immediate action to stem the flow, before it is allowed to bolster Hell's Forces even more." </b></span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4d4d"><a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fi.pinimg.com%2F736x%2F3d%2Fba%2F9a%2F3dba9a820bd98f61d5a8fcbb117e9d22--game-legend-warrior-angel.jpg&amp;hash=fa6feef084dedde652886ed78bfb99ca" href="https://i.pinimg.com/736x/3d/ba/9a/3dba9a820bd98f61d5a8fcbb117e9d22--game-legend-warrior-angel.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Lord Zadkiel</a> would rub his chin. "<b>Our numbers were dwindling before, but now this....If this Revenant is apart of a new breed of soldiers the Demon Lords are putting forth, we are all in danger. But do we know if this Revenant is an isolated incident or apart of a larger force?"</b><br/>
</span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4dff"><a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fi.pinimg.com%2F736x%2F23%2Fee%2Fc6%2F23eec6d83ab5abdbef4ba0a27799738e--fantasy-pictures-fantasy-inspiration.jpg&amp;hash=f6368533b972a074493c3e4866849154" href="https://i.pinimg.com/736x/23/ee/c6/23eec6d83ab5abdbef4ba0a27799738e--fantasy-pictures-fantasy-inspiration.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Lady Jophiel </a>would speak up. <b>"My forces tell me he had perfect opportunity to kill our agents, but only did so when they struck first. Also, it should be noted that other Demons have come after him before, and he has killed them as well, so he is most likely an Isolated incident." </b>She said, leaning back.<br/>
</span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff"><a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fi.pinimg.com%2F564x%2Fba%2F49%2F92%2Fba49929ecc7949fe27e5fe2750e70dfe--warrior-angel-male-angels.jpg&amp;hash=b0789d9a420617c145b4b1dcb3f7ed38" href="https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ba/49/92/ba49929ecc7949fe27e5fe2750e70dfe--warrior-angel-male-angels.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Lord Raguel </a>would look over. "<b>I agree that something must be done, but we cannot send a full force to Pittsburgh on happenstance and coincidence- we stand on the brink of war with the Demons as is, doing so would only invite more hostility." </b>He said, pressing two fingers on his temple.<br/>
<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fi.pinimg.com%2F564x%2Fa2%2Fd1%2F3f%2Fa2d13f39ef0823327da262908614d1c5--arch-angels-female-warriors.jpg&amp;hash=24bad1576131325e113b01a3199fa743" href="https://i.pinimg.com/564x/a2/d1/3f/a2d13f39ef0823327da262908614d1c5--arch-angels-female-warriors.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">https://i.pinimg.com/564x/a2/d1/3f/a2d13f39ef0823327da262908614d1c5--arch-angels-female-warriors.jpg</a></span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffa64d"><a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fi.pinimg.com%2F564x%2Fa2%2Fd1%2F3f%2Fa2d13f39ef0823327da262908614d1c5--arch-angels-female-warriors.jpg&amp;hash=24bad1576131325e113b01a3199fa743" href="https://i.pinimg.com/564x/a2/d1/3f/a2d13f39ef0823327da262908614d1c5--arch-angels-female-warriors.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Lady Uriel </a>would look down towards the reports and speak. "<b>Even still, we should take a measure to minimize casualties on both sides. instead of sending a full strike force, why don't we send one of the Angels in our employ as an Agent, to watch this Revenant and report to us if they discover anything useful?"</b><br/>
</span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4da6ff"><a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fimages-ext-2.discordapp.net%2Fexternal%2Fyj_lOz6hY823AWbSi2JwsKuykvT76eyZ9VRKm3PTLxE%2F%253Fcb%253D20130310202009%2Fhttps%2Fvignette.wikia.nocookie.net%2Flegendofthecryptids%2Fimages%2F2%2F27%2FRaphael_by_eventrue-d5gksc4.jpg%2Frevision%2Flatest%3Fwidth%3D355%26height%3D474&amp;hash=21cd2a8be22689227bc7487c2c52aafa" href="https://images-ext-2.discordapp.net/external/yj_lOz6hY823AWbSi2JwsKuykvT76eyZ9VRKm3PTLxE/%3Fcb%3D20130310202009/https/vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/legendofthecryptids/images/2/27/Raphael_by_eventrue-d5gksc4.jpg/revision/latest?width=355&amp;height=474" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Lord Raphael </a>would speak up. "<b>I know this will only generate further debate, but if we are to send someone to watch over this Revenant, I say we forgo the formalities and send my daughter, Everleigh." </b>Raphael said. Immediately, he was met with multiple voices speaking up at once.<br/>
</span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4d4d">"<b>That is simply preposterous! We cannot send one of our brightest pupils to the front-lines before her training is complete! It is completely unethical and violates our most hollowed traditions!" </b>Zadkiel said heatedly. </span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4d4d"></span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffff00">Michael would hold up his hand. "<b>In this time of need, why do we not trust Raphael's own successor? Surely she is more than ready for field work."</b><br/>
</span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">Raguel would rub his eyes. "<b>Despite high praises from her instructors, it is not a matter of skill or talent, but of worldly experience- She so far has only been stationed for guard work in Vatican City, this will be the first time she'll be sent outside of there without full support of an entire Angel Regiment. Our numbers in North America are limited."</b><br/>
</span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ffff">Gabriel would think out-loud. <b>"Well, she is a cunning warrior.....and one of our best water mages since Raphael's time."</b><br/>
</span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff8000">Uriel would look over. "<b>But she is reckless with her gifts- She has not been tempered by experience and has not fully held the weight of her position yet, this would be her first true time going in blind."</b><br/>
</span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4dff">Jophiel would look towards Raphael. <b>"You've been pushing for your daughter to have a proper field assignment for months now- Might I ask why such a dangerous one?"</b></span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ffff"></span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4da6ff">Raphael would stand. "<b>True she does not have the experience and wisdom of some of our other Angels, but we must take into consideration the sort of situation she has found herself in- She is a Power, one of the youngest to attain that rank. She has passed her trial of skill, when she successfully defended her selected Church from a Demon-touched Priest. She also endured a horrendous trial of the flesh at the hands of Dantelion, one of the 72 Lords of Hell, when one of her friends were killed. "</b> He said, as he saw Michael look down. "<b>-and she has passed every test of courage placed before her."</b><br/>
</span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ffff">Gabriel would speak up. "<b>It would seem the young one has, but one trial left to face."</b><br/>
</span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">Raguel would nod. "<b>The Testing of the Spirit."</b><br/>
</span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff8000">Uriel would finish. "<b>Facing the room of a thousand mirrors."</b><br/>
</span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4d4d"><b>"~and that is what concerns me!" </b>Zadkiel would speak up. "<b>To walk the path of an Angel, nay walking the Path of a Virtue, as she strives to be, ones spirit must be <i>strong. </i>That requires intense discipline! Hasn't she often questioned the wisdom of your orders, Lord Michael? "</b>He said, earning a glare from Raphael.<br/>
</span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#808080"><b>"</b></span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bfbfbf"><b>Silence!" </b>They heard a voice speak up, before seeing <a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fpre00.deviantart.net%2Fe4a4%2Fth%2Fpre%2Ff%2F2014%2F196%2F6%2F8%2Fknights_of_angel_by_kakotomirai-d7qr5vz.jpg&amp;hash=a0b06a60fbe241702ab6b62606028d4b" href="https://pre00.deviantart.net/e4a4/th/pre/f/2014/196/6/8/knights_of_angel_by_kakotomirai-d7qr5vz.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Lord Sandalphon</a> speak up. "<b>My brother casts his judgement."</b><br/>
</span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ff00"><a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fi.pinimg.com%2F736x%2F3b%2F79%2Fa6%2F3b79a6608af500241422cff9003af586--judo-fantasy-art.jpg&amp;hash=40aff8d83a411c7c444e0375a6a9fb57" href="https://i.pinimg.com/736x/3b/79/a6/3b79a6608af500241422cff9003af586--judo-fantasy-art.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Metatron</a> would look up, as he sat on their absent father's throne, before looking towards them all and speaking in a clear voice. <b>"Your concerns are all noted and respected, but after careful consideration.....I must firmly agree with Raphael, this situation would best be suited for the Power Everleigh. Her time with us has been.....unorthodox. Let her last trial with us be so as well. My judgement is cast- if Everleigh completes this mission, she is to become a full-fledged Virtue." </b>He said, slamming down his spear. "<b>Dismissed."</b></span><br/><br/>~~~~Some time later~~~~~<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4da6ff">Raphael could see his child was excited for her first true excursion to a place outside of Vatican City- This was an Important Assignment, and though he trusted his child to handle it with care, as a father, he couldn't help but worry for her safety. Wrapping the girl in a hug, he would speak to her. "<b>Seeing you off on your own.....It seems like just yesterday you were learning to fly......I know you need to go but.....Know that I will always keep you in my thoughts." </b>Raphael said, taking her hands and squeezing them tight. "<b>Stay strong, my child.....everything will be okay, I promise. I've done all I can to protect you up until this point....but now it is time for you to grow on your own, to sprout your own wings and find your own path. I know you'll make me proud."</b><br/>
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Raphael would then walk towards his own room, before returning with two items- An <a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fd2t1xqejof9utc.cloudfront.net%2Fscreenshots%2Fpics%2F0452211b68e91a6fe2b50ace413cf4cb%2Flarge.jpg&amp;hash=75d2b43e6544f14d38a2a8d02b55c049" href="https://d2t1xqejof9utc.cloudfront.net/screenshots/pics/0452211b68e91a6fe2b50ace413cf4cb/large.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Angelic Sword</a> and a Ring. "<b>It may be a bit early, but if you're going to be a warrior for Heaven, you must have your own weapon- I once used to to slay a member of the House of Bael, First Among the Seventy-Two Demon Noble Families. Your old man was quite a warrior. "</b>Raphael said, giving her a wink, before placing the ring on her finger. "<b>It's called <a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fcdn.trendhunterstatic.com%2Fthumbs%2Fblack-wedding-rings.jpeg&amp;hash=3f249d1a16a4ff9dd3cba366748c9d02" href="https://cdn.trendhunterstatic.com/thumbs/black-wedding-rings.jpeg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank"><i>Shining Twilight</i></a>.....Azazel forged it for me, before he....fell. It amplifies your magic two fold or more, depending on your strength, and will aid you especially in healing." </b>He said, before once again pulling her into a hug.<br/>
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"<b>This is all I can give you now.....but if you ever need me, pray at the church, and I will offer Guidence, we all will.....good luck, Everleigh."</b><br/>
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