- Zerachiel/Katsuo –
An angel, dressed in the traditional garb and his long dark hair tied loosely at the back, scowled at a boy with brunette hair, genuine fear in his brown eyes and a stump of a left arm. As the boy stumbled backwards, Muriel, the adult angel, poked this stump with a thin finger and snarled, “No one wants a crippled angel,” then turned away. The boy Zerachiel knew Muriel’s statement was wrong but couldn’t help taking this to heart.
After all Zerachiel had suffered through, he would always think that the first few years of his life had been the best he’d ever known - they consisted of him, his brother Gabriel, his parents and of course Avisel. On his tenth birthday, Avisel had alerted him to his fate – as an angel serving another god – and the next day, Avisel transported him to the dimension he was needed in.
When Zerachiel told an angel superior to Muriel (Peter) about his troubles, the latter bestowed the younger angel with a gift – an arm made of black orichalcum. After the angel Peter melded this gift to Zerachiel’s stump the younger angel had no more trouble, because he was a natural at using his powers.
Katsuo was the unloved child in the care of his mother. His father had died not long after his twelfth birthday, leaving him to seek refuge in the form of Tetsuya’s parents. They allowed Katsuo to stay, giving him just as much care as their four children, and he even had his own guest bed reserved for him whenever he came.
No wonder Tetsuya was jealous.
At school, everyone bowed down to him because of the strategic use of charisma.
There was one person who he could never conquer in this way, though – Setsuna, a brunette classmate. With her grace, smarts and her doll-like appearance, she would have been a great asset to him and whatever purpose he wanted to use her for. He tried everything to get her on his good side but the two just ended up in denial of each other.
One day five years ago while attempting to do so yet again, he discovered the truth about her…about himself…and about his cousin.
It was almost the end of the year and Katsuo, being the class rep, was busy organising the class Christmas party while the teacher was missing in action. Setsuna was passing out Christmas chocolates until one student complained, and soon all the students were venting at them.
Setsuna cried, “I didn’t do anything weird to those chocolates, did I?”
The chocolates in question didn’t look weird but when Katsuo bit down on one, a bitter taste flooded his mouth. Suddenly, everything looked different – Setsuna, instead of wearing the white shirt/blue skirt/leather shoes combo that all the girls were meant to wear at this school, was in a blue kimono. Every other student’s head was surrounded with a grey cloud, and when he looked down at himself he saw himself in a white sleeveless shirt, leather pants and brown vest.
Then Tetsuya burst through the door and Katsuo blurted out, “Gabe? Gabriel? I can’t feel my head…” to the blonde’s confusion.
Setsuna’s eyes opened visibly with panic, having figured out what the chocolate had done to him. The source of this chocolate weirdness, Katsuo’s muddled head found out soon enough, was one of their classmates who’d been one of the first to pick by pure chance – Peter, resident Katsuo wannabe with the almost identical looks to match.
“Asmodeus!” Katsuo screamed as Tetsuya tried to keep him under control.
Tetsuya eventually went to call their teacher while Setsuna sprang to action, transforming into the angel Raphael who, like Katsuo had seen, wore a blue kimono. As Katsuo looked on at her true form, all effects of the chocolate wore off.
Meanwhile, Peter also took this opportunity to transform. As the demon in the long shirt and jeans (Asmodeus) got ready to launch another strike Katsuo lost consciousness…only to be slapped by an invisible force of Asmodeus’s. However he wasn’t fully aware of this attack because his eyes were glowing white and when he spoke it was Avisel’s voice that came out.
“I’m taking back your angel for the rest of eternity,” Katsuo – actually it was a possessed Zerachiel now – spoke in the calm voice of the god. With that, Zerachiel summoned a beam of white light from outside, which transformed the sinner into the fallen angel Sariel and sent him to sleep.
Raphael just gaped while Zerachiel took a snooze, never to wake up until the healing angel had used her powers on him. After that, she muttered a spell under her breath to put the rest of the class to sleep, woke everyone using another spell and detransformed in the nick of time.
When Katsuo rose, he thought it was a dream but all the new memories residing in his head told him it wasn’t.