Tenshi no Tsubasa: Chapter 5ジェネシス
There you are! Took you long enough!
Genesis glared at Angeal.
Genesis rarely got angry as a rule, but he had been standing outside Angeals door for ten minutes now. And having to endure the suspicious looks from the other SOLDIERs who passed by him on their way to breakfast was really pushing it.
Angeal did not meet his eyes as he closed the door behind him. I am sorry, he mumbled.
Taken aback at this unexpected apology, Genesis took a closer look at his friend.
Angeals eyes were downcast, but Genesis could see that they were swollen and bloodshot. His clothes were not neat like they always had been, but looked as though he had thrown them on in a rush. His hair was wild and his expression was one of utter exhaustion and sadness. His face was unusually pale too.
Genesis knew right away that something was wrong.
Angeal, is everything all right? he asked, stepping closer.
I am fine, Ange
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It was all dark. Angeal stood alone before Genesis.
Where are we?
Genesis did not reply. Instead, he pulled out his sword, holding it at the ready.
Angeal looked around. Genesis?
Shhh! Genesiss brow was furrowed, Im trying to think here!
Suddenly, quicker than the eye could follow, Genesis darted forward, lunging at Angeal. Surprised, Angeal reacted instinctively, wrenching the sword out of Genesiss hands and plunging it through his chest.
Genesiss eyes snapped wide open as he stared at Angeal in shock. Horrified, Angeal yanked the sword from his friends body, catching him as he fell. Genesis, however, slid out of Angeals grasp, thudding onto the ground. Angeal glanced at his hands. They were covered in a dark red liquid.
Angeal bolted upright in his bed. He glanced around wildly, breathing hard. Seeing only the familiar surro
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Angeals eyes fluttered open. Sunlight was streaming into his room. It was the first time in two days that he had seen the sun; it had been overcast and gloomy for quite awhile. The weather outside was such a contrast to how he felt.
He was tired. Exhausted, in fact.
And his back hurt.
Somehow, he could not remember anyone mentioning anything about an aching back after the injection. Mayhap it was just complaining, that was all
There was a soft knock at the door. Angeal sat up slowly. Pain shot up his spine, but he gritted his teeth, wiling himself to ignore it. He moved steadily to the door and opened it.
At once he was confronted by a pair of glowing faience eyes. Good morning, Angeal.
Sephiroth, Angeal said, or tried to. Instead it came out as a half-groan as he pulled the door wide open. To what do I owe the pleasure?
The silver-haired warrior stepped inside. I had promised to visit you bo