Michael de Shade & Alaina

Waking along behind them Michael gave them space but kept close enough in case the new girl had a psychotic break. She wouldn't be the first if she did. It happened from time to time, not often enough to put serious safe guards in place. But he’d seen enough to be cautious.

Walking in civilian wear made him itch and long for his armour, or for his uniform. Maybe he should go civilian contractor instead of government agent this time. Private security gave him an excuse to roam and listen to police and military channels, and freedom to go when and where he wanted, and needed.

He’d talk with the head of the Order later.

Alaina kept looking over her shoulder at Michael, “He scares me,” she told Jasmine. “Like he’s killed people and will do it again scary.”

“I’m a Knight of the Veil. It’s my duty to protect the Angel-borne like yourself and the Prophets like Jasmine. I have and will kill again. But not you or her.”

“How many, peope have you killed?” Alaina asked.

“No,” He replied. “I won’t tell you that. Because you really really don’t want to know.” Truth be told he wasn’t sure he could remember how many he’d slain across the centuries. Hell’s he’d been in all the Crusades, WWI, WWII, Korea, Vietnam, and a dozen other hot spots seeking angel Borne and Prophets, and the Enemy.

The Fallen, they were his central target, and he was good at killing them. And their allies, the Sycophantic idiots that worshiped demons as Gods! Usually they were lapdogs idiots. But occasionally the demons got themselves small groups of Armies. Jim Jones, a demon, had both. Idiots and soldiers.

Michael had been to late to save them, but early enough to make sure the host drank the poison as well. The Demon had been forced to take monkey’s as hosts.

Once they were in the dining hall Michael looked around, he’d never really paid attention to where everyone ate. He’d taken vows to eat in private, never be watched eating or drinking. Granted those vows were thousand years old and the man’s entire bloodline was dead by now. But he’d taken the. And he kept  his word.

Always.