Chapter Text
It’s always blaming each other. (short)
October 9, 2024. (Day this was written)
December 25, 1976 (In the story)
Chapter 2 (focus on Angel’s condition and baal’s tribe)
It was christmas the colors of green and red some white with gold mingling with them. “It’s the day I got these flowers.” Green carnations filled a vase they were fresh but before i can place them for display i have to dip them in water to remove the blood on them but their pretty it reminds me of him i loved him and because of that i have hanahaki disease an disease that can only but cured but surgery or being acknowledged by the one you love.
If I get the surgery I’ll forget all I knew about him. About Veer i don’t want that to happen i rather suffer the consequence of my love. He will never dare to love me after all that happened in the past. That's alright but I'll still continue to kill for him. I’ll stay by his side in the shadows killing off whoever tries to even touch even a hair on his body. “Hahaha!” Wow, acting like the kind one in the group is so hard “isn’t that right Baal?” I look at the cat boy who leans on the wall.
“You really need to calm down your obsession with him. . . .” Baal sighs “by the way why did you put a censoring and mind changing spell on him?” Baal glares at Angel with a smile still on his face “Well i wasn’t thinking when i was a child okay?~” Angel crosses his arms and sits up on his bed. “You were literally a prodigy when you were only four years old and I was six.“ Baal then shuts up “Father liked you better even though he doesn’t care i am the one with his blood”
Angel looks at Baal with dull eyes “I’m sorry-” Angel spoke up before Baal could try to make an apology “It’s not your fault i still love you as my brother you know. And I would sacrifice all I have just for you.” Angel layed back down. “Anyway, did you clean up Lan’s body?” Baal nodded in response “Killing him was quite hard to do so you got the easy job today. He almost burned my arm but he missed and burned my leg instead, still unlucky though.” Angel stretched on the bed.
“So in our second year, we're going to burn down your tribe’s village. Hm. ‘Dirty pearl, cursed child of the pearls of ‘great’ hope?’” Angel said the great with full hatred but soon snickered. “If you weren’t my brother I would have scratched you with my claws” Baal laughed “You know im always just joking around” Angel was soon the one to shut up when Baal spoke up for himself. “Well then how’s your relationship with Father Angel, or could i say ‘the unwanted prodigy of the family?’” Angel laughed as well at that name.
But what they didn’t know was that there was a specific someone who was listening in on their conversation. It was Veer who had heard the beginning of their talk because he was following Baal. Since these past nights, Baal had been awake for a long period of time but soon left when everyone was asleep. Clang! “Oh? We have a guest!” Angel opened the door, but no one was there. “Aw, it seems like they left already.” Angel sits back on the bed, setting his wand next to his bedside lamp. “Wanna sleep together today? I heard there’s gonna be extra security tonight. I heard Professor Filch’s cat mrs. Norris has been hearing and smelling things that seem like you may get caught today if you try to get back to the Gryffindor common room.” Angel pats the side of the bed next to him “Brother. You need to stop trying to use your damned flirting skills on me trying to practice for Veer. It's weird. It gives me the heebie jeebies.” Baal felt a shiver down his spine. “Whatever but I'm being serious. There is going to be extra security tonight at night. Baal sighs. “Fine. Alright.” Baal then shrunk into a purple cat. And jumped on the bed “HAHA! GOT YA!” Angel grabbed Baal. The rest shall be in their memories.
(The next day at night once again!)