Gabriel: ::There was no hope for the small town of Talekith.  Each house was ravaged, torn, and burning in hellish flames brought forth by the defiant lick of the tongue of those ruled and corrupted by the Dark Lord himself.  Gabriel's elite troops would comb the landscape, bringing with them destruction and turmoil upon a mass level.  Villagers were thrown from there homes, stumbling upon there own steps and if not kept quite, each of them silenced by the sharpened ends of the diamond prongs.  The purple hue now turning red with hate and the blood of another.  The sound of Elite groans was heard left and right, talking to one another as the commanders guided the troops through there search. And through the cloud of smoke that flowed forth through the dilapidated city, walked the man, Gabriel himself, a wicked smile enveloping his cheeks from side to side.  In corners surrounding him were his Guards, each clad in red glowing armor, there pikes flaming with the very fir that fueled all those who served under the Dark Angel.  Large black wings torn and tattered would fold forth producing a span of 20 feet.  He would laugh aloud, his raucous smoked voice filling the air.  All would bow in his presence, falling to there knees and closing there eyes until one brave commander stepped forward, holding in his hand the single piece of floating alloy that all the destruction had been caused for.  Gabriel would reach forward, taking the piece of a puzzle that was meant for great plans and schemes.  He would laugh out loud, snapping his slender digits.  As he did so his royal guard would seize the commander, ripping the helm from his head and revealing the face of one of Gabriel's slaved creatures of hell.  All of his soldiers were forged, created by himself.  The guards would send down the diamond pikes, piercing the commanders flesh and causing his frail body to fall, blood staining the ground in places unable to count.  His body then turned to ash, blowing into the wind.::  So much trouble... for such a small piece...  ::chuckles::

Gabrielle: ::Gabrielle's ears were wrenching to the sounds of blood curdling screams, and howls of true pain. Grasping her head as she looked around with wide eyes, trying to determine where it was coming from. Those eyes began to tear up, as the Queen looked around frantically. Both sets of wings flared out to each cry. Red hair seeming to blow upwards in a rush of wind from beneath her. A circle spell.. that of white light protection, brought on from the tear's power from her emotional state. It seemed to calm her, soothe her pain, as she stood erect. Giving only a single nod to the heavens, as she vanished in that familiar swirl of feathers. Leaving her palace and all those still resting within, alone. And thus, there she would appear. Among the death and debris. Looking around with astonishment of such sinful natures being brought to such innocents.. she felt herself grow ill. Only a few steps were made, as she laid a hand out before her, trying to sense for any survivors.. alas.. there was none. No golden glow would emit from that hand, to give a beacon of what little living presence was still known. Bringing that hand to mouth, she began a fast paced motion to find the culprit. A gruff slide in her booted shoes upon now fine soil below her as she came to gaze upon that familiar presence not but 10 paces before her. Gabrielle's own father.. Gabriel. The self anointed "king of hell" .. or so it would appear with such catastrophe! .. screaming out as she took on a wider stance, and quite angry appearance. Radiating with that golden energy.. while eyes appeared to give off their own fearsome glow.:: Halt!!! Right there!!!! ::That was all that seemed to escape those soft pink lips as she stood there before him. why? .. why had he done this!? .. She knew her father need not have any reasoning for such destruction and chaos.. but.. why so much.. and why now?! .. ::

Gabriel: ::Just as he was walking away he would halt as he was told, chuckling softly as he spun upon his heels.  His orbs would meet those of his daughter and could not help but smile warmly.  Between himself and his daughter were two of the royal guards, the other two behind him in the same spot.  They would cross there pikes to protect there Lord and Savior.::  Mwahahahah...  ::He would say in a soft tone under his breathe::  Your too late, Dear daughter.  Your attempts to save this pathetic and ingenuous town have proven futile and now you will pay for your troublesome efforts.  ::as he spoke one of the elite's would step forth to speak to him.:: "Sire, what would you like us to do with the survivors?"  ::He would ask.::  ...  Kill them  "Kill them... But Sire.. they are.." ::One of the royal guards would grasp onto the elite's armor, pulling his clawed feet from the ground as Gabriel responded.::  Kill them or you shall die as the heretics before ye.  ::The commando would nod and do as he was told, giving the command to slay all of the villagers still among the living.  Immediately after the signal a wave of cries from children, women, and men of all ages swept through the large city.  Still held deep within Gabriel's palm, that single piece to the magnificent puzzle.::  Save your people, daughter, or stop me?  Which will it be?

Gabrielle: ::Gabrielle growled at the notion that he was laughing at her delay .. clenching her fists tightly in anger. Though, as soon as he began to speak of her efforts becoming futile.. she shook her head and responded with a snapping notion:: If anyone is to pay, it WILL be you!!!.. ::and then, as she noted his elite approach him, she silenced herself to listen further. Blinking, as she heard her fathers response.. she was drawn back by shock. w-what?! And then, the screams of women, and children. How.. how could she have missed them?! How?! Was the tear not working properly? Surely not.. perhaps she was allowing her emotion to cloud the power of the tear? that was the only logical reasoning. Shaking off the moment of thought she was under she flung out her hand, hauling those guards, and yes, even the elite in a field of raw light energy.:: I can, and WILL do both! .. ::she growled as she looked to her father in pure anger. Wings flared to their full length, as she let out a single whistle for her own company. Though only a small handful would come to her aid, that was all she needed. Eyes glanced over to them, only a moment, before each one nodded, and flew off like a bullet, just fired. Shifting those blue hues to her father she muttered yet another growl:: .. Tell your "army" to halt .. or I will be forced to put an end to them.. .... ::now, this next portion, Gabrielle had a hard time getting out. But, truth was.. it had to get out. She had a task to do.. if her father's desire to kill ever arose yet again.. it pained her to say it.. :: .. and you.

Gabriel: ::He would chuckle softly once again, raising his hand.  Large black wings would fold over his body and shield the view of himself form his daughter::  Again you destroy yourself.  For your stalling has proven to be your downfall. ::the loud snap would echo through the city off of each wall still standing as his body disappeared, leaving behind a single black feather.::  You see, love.  I am already gone...  ::The elite's would continue to do as they were told, slaying each of the villagers and tearing there flesh from there bodies.  However the three royals would now look to Gabrielle, calling forth a few of the commanders from the army.  The commanders would flcik there wrists, blades of hellfire forging themselves within the death tainted air.  Each commander would charge at once, sending a battle towards those summoned to Gabrielle's aid while the four royal guards, clad in there astonishing armor and demonic pikes would ready themselves to vanquish that which had caused there savior so much trouble in the past.  To Gabriel, Gabrielle's life did not matter, but the power of the tear would have consumed his frail heart.  If the Elites would bring back the tear, there efforts would be greatly appreciated.  As the battle ensued, a few cries from her aids would be heard, however a few of the elite's falling to there knees, coated in blood.  One of the Royals would step forward, spinning the pike.  A clawed hand would take off the helm upon his head, revealing a ghastly face of a demonic creature, its mouth having four jaws which opened differently on each side.  Its eyes seemed to be simply large black pupils.::

Gabrielle: ::Gabrielle continued to growl at her fathers orders and mockery towards her. And as soon as she noticed his presence had left.. she took it upon herself to end this fighting.. immediately. Looking around at what battles were taking place, she found herself face to face with a wounded soldier of her own alignment. Explaining what it was he saw.. she nodded, and rushed towards the others.. giving him the call to retreat. Gabrielle decided to handle this herself! Glaring at each of them, as she surrounded herself with a field of pure light energy.. sparking outwards towards those of dark nature, Gabrielle began her angelic chanting. Slowly engulfing her in that light energy.. allowing the tears presence to be known. All that anger was being rushed out towards these demonic creatures, and fellows of a dark alliance. Gabrielle was finished with the game playing.. and she was going to start to get all too serious about this war. lashing out as she spoke under her breath.. :: <w> You're a fool to think you could ever have the tear.. you're an even BIGGER fool to think YOU can use it! ... ::Gabrielle knew all too well, the tear was not only for her possession alone.. but that it had begun to fuse with her very essence. And speaking of which.. it was that pure essence, that came forth.. Crystallization formed around the armor that it bore.. before she let out a burst of golden energy, like that of a supernova.. leaving her in her purest of forms. In full battle armor. Gabrielle was infuriated.. and this was not going to rest easy with her. Hand was flung out, as protective layering was laid upon each person still among the living.. even if barely .. using her own energy to absorb each and every blow that would hit the field around each one. As the sword of the Gods appeared in her hands, Gabrielle made a rush for her targets.. making haste to their demise with keen precision. She wasn't allowed to let these creatures leave this place.. Wings began to turn silver.. indeed.. it was 'Minai' that was coming forth to venge each of these innocents death.. for Gabrielle, was simply too 'weak' for bloodshed::

Gabriel: ::the Royal guards would pull up there pikes to clock the holy attacks, however against the power of the god's, there mystic shields were no use.  It would cut through them like toilet paper, sending each of the four back to where they were spawned and leaving behind there hellish armor and demonic blades.  The Elite's still attacked her aids, a few of the soldiers seeing what had happened to there commanders and had gotten into a frenzy, trying to flee the corrupted city.::

Gabrielle: ::Unfortunately for them, Gabrielle was in a frame of being that wouldn't allow their escape. That being "Minai" was obviously out for blood. And with the power of the tear to back her, there was no question against her. tearing after those that would attempt to flee, Minai chased them down. They left no mercy for those that had no weaponry.. so why should they be spared? In her eyes, judgment was made, and they were guilty!! Slashing to them, keeping to Slashing at them face forward.. sparing them a cowards death out of respect simply for their warrior nature. It wasn't until nearly each and every one of them was dead, till she grasped the final one.. with a growl in her very eyes. Picking the poor soldier up, she grinned, making quick conversation to him:: Tell my father, that if he kills one more innocent, I will not waste a moments thought, on killing his wife. And Gods help him, if he touches any of my family, or he will find himself in a place worse than hell itself. You WILL tell him this!! .. ::dropping him, as she kicked him to get going. Gabrielle stood a moment.. before Minai allowed herself to slowly fade, and allow Gabrielle to take complete control again. Swiftly did the other angels to which fell behind on her order, come to her aid.. one of them sticking behind to ensure their Queen's safety, while the others would take the innocents to their own safe haven.:: .. Give the dead a proper burial..

Gabriel: ::The creature would stumble, stuttering a bit in his high pitched voice but responding to her.::  You... you will see.  soon enough!  You and all the others will see!  My Sire will never succumb to you!  You all will see!  ::The creature then stumbled away, exploding in a ball of fire and disappearing from the land.::

Gabrielle: ::Gabrielle simply looked on with the archangel at her side.. both of them a tad curious as to what he meant exactly.. though, figuring it only to be the usual "i'll be back" sort of speech. Gabrielle simply turned to tend to her duties.. using what energy she, and the tear had left.. to level the area.. after the dead had been collected, and buried, and rejuvenate the land to a small forestry of small tree's, bushes, and flowers. The arch angel, grasping her in arms, and taking her to the Gods .. to which Gabrielle would soon get her lecture on the means of her handling the situation.. what Gabrielle could only describe, and yet another lecture::