Lead Me Into Sin [P] Lead Me Into Death

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Aelle had been sent out that day with the task of simply nudging a simple relationship into kick-starting again. Nothing special, but certainly not was she was expecting. Aelle was one of the more valued angels, considering her time and experience in Heaven. Often she'd be out training fledglings, guarding the gates, or even helping to create a few souls. But no. It was simply a married couple that she had to focus on. Aelle had to bring them together somehow and make sure they were doing good. Blah, blah, blah. Regulation stuff that she honestly despised but had the responsibility of. It couldn't be too hard, anyhow, she had thought.

And yet here she is, watching them scream at the top of each other's lungs at each other.

Great.

Aelle drifted in through the door with ease, gliding around them a few times with an expression of curiosity and agitation. They were arguing about something that happened with their kids- the brother put gum in the sister's hair or something of the like. But apparently it was something that was out of the blue.

"Out of Hell, you mean..." Aelle muttered, furrowing her brows as it clicked in her mind of what had happened. Usually things that 'just happen all of the sudden' to humans is the work of demons. Demons that have nothing better to do, apparently. Typical.

Aelle went down the hall and looked through a few rooms, keeping an eye out for any sort of trace of demon-kind. Usually they'd leave behind a sort of tar or ink-like substance that humans couldn't detect but Supernatural beings could. Given that angels were the polar opposite of demons, the substance couldn't be too hard to find. Aelle eventually found the brother, pouting in his room with glassy eyes and smears of black covering his head. His tears came out a muddled gray, mixing with the remnants of a once pure ebony. Aelle sighed gently, drifting around to face him and materializing as she knelt before him. The boy gasped, looking to be caught between awe and fear before she grabbed his small hand in hers. Human energy charged in her fingertips, clawing at her divine aura which was nothing new. Human souls often do crave the Heavenly-charged spirits of Angels and their kin. The first time Aelle touched a human as an angel she had immediately recoiled, as it felt like dipping her hand in grease. Of course she now knows that it only felt that way because of the core of the human, which was rotten. The boy, though, had a good soul. It was green and smattered with dapples of indigo and yellow. It was rugged like grass. Not a trace of grease to be found.

"Wh-Who're you?" He whispered and Aelle chuckled a slight bit.

"No one you need to know the name of, boy. Just sit still for a second for me." He hesitantly obeyed, calming his breathing and his shaking subsiding. With a small inhale Aelle reached up and cradled his head with her palms, her hands glowing a bright powder blue. The tar substance began to wear off as if it was melting until eventually it dissipated into nothing. When her hands returned to normal the boy collapsed in her grip, his eyes shut tight. Aelle smiled gently and carried him to his bed, laying him comfortably on his pillow. She exited without a sound, now determined to find the demon that had contaminated the boy.

It didn't take all that long, considering Aelle came to find that the demon left behind quite a nasty trail.

She isn't sure where she is when she finds him, but all that matters is that she did. He's turned away from her, probably about to go back below before she calls out.

"Hey! Next time, if you're going to go and manipulate a small child, try and clean up the mess you leave behind your filthy -ss!"

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