Gabriel pondered the misgivings and unfortunate attitude of Simon; he was not well trained in feline matters.  The cat was definitely agitated; it did not appear as if any demons had come to the place. He had kept eyes and ears out for the men that tried to hurt Luna; they seemed to be recovering from shock.  So, why the cat was so agitated he could only chalk up to a pet that needed special attention and did not get any.  To be sure, Gabriel sprinkled a little love of Goddess on the poor creature.<br/><br/>Gabriel walked up the halls of the apartment complex.  He had scoped out a seemingly empty, abandoned apartment which would be his hideout for an extended period of time.  From here, he could keep an eye on Luna, the complex, parts of the city, and even himself.  It was crass; angels didn't require bedding or food of any of the kind.  However, should Luna ever visit here, the place would look exactly like a dwelling place that Luna could interact with.<br/><br/>She probably needed some privacy now; after a long ordeal and with questions more than answers, the only thing he could do was wait either for the next big event or for her phone call.  The telephone was so primitive; Goddess taught her angels had to speak telepathically.  Should Luna call, all he would do is tap her telepathic mind and trick it into believing she was hearing voices from that antiquated receiver thingy.<br/><br/>It was then he heard it.  A growl; a snarl; perhaps, a low guttural sound.  What was it?  It sounded downright evil; was this the sound that perturbed the cat?  Gabriel walked outside; he heard it again, only a little louder.  Was it a territory demon claiming his boundaries?  Or was it something else, something darker?  He then heard the voice.<br/><br/>"Luna is mine; leave her alone.  Or ... I will kill her."  Only the hideous smell of sulfur filled the air, but no shape, not even a silhouette hinted as to what kind of being hated her.