EmD-Neko-Chan

Metatron smiled. He felt it. He felt the Prophet of the Lord, Kevin Tran, Advanced Placement, die. Gadreel had done what Metatron had wanted him to do. Metatron wondered then what else Gadreel would do for him. He knew, however, since Gadreel already fulfilled his promise to kill the Prophet of the Lord, he should be allowed back into Heaven, but yet he still wondered. Gadreel spotted Metatron. “It’s done,” he told Metatron. “I know,” Metatron told him. “You know?” Gadreel asked surprised. “Of course, I do,” Metatron said. “I felt it.” “You felt it?” Gadreel

Maria looked around, too young and naive to fear the irregularity of the world around her, the small girl could do little more than marvel at the pale world around her, it near matched her skin, it was like some great water colour painting her father would hang upon the wall above the great oak dining table. This world was slow moving and gentle, it spoke of an ominous kindness the likes of which Maria was blissfully unaware. "Come here Mariaaa..." spoke a sickly sweet voice from the next clearing "come here..." the voice chimed again, its sing-song tone filling Marias head with thoughts of her late mother. "Mummy?" a wide eyed Maria gasped a