"Ola!" One of the Brazilian angels smiled seeing Rachel and David. She sat down quickly her eyes full of fashion as she grinned.
Rachel grinned. "Como estas?"
David stared. "You.. speak their language?"
"Er.. well I can speak some Spanish. Their speaking Portuguese. It's similar." Rachel explained.
"I can spea' the english too," She said. "My name is Silvana. My friend is Pedro, and Marina."
The two other girls smiled.
"Vedade! Es un Diabolo!" said Marina.
Pedro blushed a bit seeing Rachel. "Si... es... nekedo?"
Rachel grinned a bit. "Well now aren't you an interesting trio..." she flicked her tail. "I'm Rachel.. and this is David," She giggled.
The three sat down almost in unison, as they studied the pair.
David was also curious. Especially at Pedro.. she didn't know much but she was sure that was a boy's name. "You are.. a chorus as well?"
"Si, one of three," explained Sillvana. "Ve'ave shared much between us... and you?"
"I'm one of.. um.. six," explained David.
"Si'x?" asked Silvana curiously not quite understanding.
"Seis," said Rachel.
"Seis! Madre mia! That's a- tha's very big!" Silvana exclaimed. "Nobody else I knows is that high?"
"No? How.. many do you know?" David was very curious. Were they a little more unusual then?
"We know a few twos... we are threes.. and vun quarto- am- four... Six is big," She said.
David thought a bit about that. So maybe others didn't have it quite as badly? Or was it the same? Did a duo or trio feel more then their larger group? Did it get diluted out? Or were their connections as intimate as their own?
"H-How do you deal with it?" Asked the angel looking to them all.
Pedro glanced at the other two a bit shyly. "We- um- jus' do," she explained. "Was difficult at first."
"Yes- but we work it out. We good at that," said Marina. "can be fun too," she winked.
"Fun?" Asked David. How in the world can this be fun? But then.. two of these were originally girls... still... Pedro at least much have had some difficulty?
Pedro nodded a bit as if reading David's mind. "We.. work it out. We not hurt each other," she explained. "It.. diff'rent." she said softly.
Silvana grinned and gave Pedro a big hug. "New Sis'ter is good! She part of me and part of me her. Todemos good!"
Pedro blushed a bit at her boisterous sister.
David and Rachel couldn't help but grin. These three were certainly an interesting group of angels. Hardly reserved.. they were so passionate! Almost like how extroverted the devil-changed could be.
Rachel in particular was had a broad smile, enjoying their company even more.
Robert continued to pour gasoline on the floor of the bell tower, placing bundles of straws and tinder. His heart raced... but he knew. This was right. Destruction was the only way to remove the desecration he had seen.
He had been taking care of the grounds in the Pastors absence. The church was a great deal older then the one he used to take care of (and certainly larger.) He had stayed over upon the sun rise intending to continue the work. Fortunately, he knew all the entrance and mechanics of a church, and avoided the light from the morning. This narrow beam of light had long departed, and he thought maybe it would be safer to remove the mechanism now that illuminated the stainglass window with the mirrors gone.
He had gone looking for tools when... that's when he saw it.
An hour ago, a devil hell spawn descended upon the hallowed halls of the church. He wept at the memory, for she was not alone. The naked harlot had even taken an Angel of the Lord Himself, hostage. They had found the bell tower, and sounded the knell... then they were gone.
Witchcraft was a certainty, for there was no way back down those stairs, and he greatly feared the confrontation if they should return.
He had splashed the bell tower with Holy water, in an effort to consecrate the grounds, but he knew it would not be enough. Never can anything be enough to undo the damage where a hell spawn walks.
Heresy... pure and simple.
"Lord I will do as directed. Know that this place will be purged. I am your humble servant, and will not fear this devil, for thy are with me. Your angel will be protected, at any cost."
If indeed there was a passage between the hells and the bell tower, it must be taken down. He sealed the doors, and lit the gasoline.
The bell tower burned bright red, as it was slowly consumed. The rope holding up the bell burned quickly, and the resounding thud as it fell was heard even as the priest ran down the stairs.
"My Lord, I am blessed to carry out your work," He whispered fevorously, as he opened the lower door and saw the altar. He held a cross gently on his neck, as he contemplated his next move.
The sunlight was still up, so going outside was still not possible. The church was made up mostly of brick and stone, so it would not all catch fire... only where the tinder was. he decided he was safe, to wait in the altar for the fire to go out.
"Yes... I will be safe in your light, Lord. I know thee has let in the light to show the world's true colors. The devils that walk the earth are in consort with our Enemies, and thus they shall be purified by our hands. We serve unto you, Lord."
Robert smelled the gasoline fire, as a waft of the smoke entered... yet he was not afraid.
For this was His judgement...
