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"I know that feeling better than most Mittelt, but even so I still try to move past it. Can you say the same? Do you think your loved ones would want you to become a mindless killer, obeying whatever order others give you without question?" replied Issei.
The Fallen Angel just reared her head as if she'd been slapped before looking down to the ground, refusing to meet his eyes. Eventually Issei sighed and dismissed Gae Bolg and Tauropolos, which then returned to their card forms respectively, and walked away.
As he was about to leave Issei stopped and turned to give Mittelt one last look, "we all have choices Mittelt, whether we know it or not and I've just made mine. I'm giving you a second chance, don't waste it."
With his piece said Issei walked off and Mittelt watched as the two ghostly figures gave her another suspicious glare before they dissipated. All alone the Fallen Angel flew back to the church, the human's words still reverberating in her mind.
"Mittelt where have you been?! Dear God what happened to you?!" exclaimed Raynare as the Fallen 'leader' spotted her.
The girl briefly thought about telling Raynare about her fight and what she had found out, certainly it would help them take down the human if they were aware of his real Sacred Gear. Yet for some reason Mittelt hesitated as his words continued echoing in her head.
"…elt? Mittelt you useless child, snap out of it!" yelled Raynare, slapping Mittelt from her thoughts.
Shaking her head she looked up at Raynare and just snarled, "Nothing happened I crashed while flying that's all."
"You really are useless sometimes Mittelt," sighed Raynare with a shake of her head.
Mittelt just growled before heading up to her room and getting changed into clean clothes as she began packing her bags with whatever she could afford to take with her. Once she had finished packing Mittelt grabbed her bags and opened the window, giving one last look at her room the Fallen Angel sighed as she flew out into the night. Leaving the abandoned church and all its residents far behind her.
We all have a choice; whether we know it or not, sometimes it just requires a little push to help us realize it.
Morrigan sighed in relief, if what that boy had said was true then it was a good thing that she'd had the foresight to put a Boundary Field around the area to mask the magical energies being released before the Fallen Angel attacked. If Apollo or Artemis had detected one of the weapons of their lost champions, being used by someone without their permission then there would be blood spilled, most likely the boy's. The Greeks were very protective of their relics after all and Morrigan was in no mood to try and protect the boy from them.
After all the Celtic Pantheon couldn't really afford to make enemies of the Greeks due to their smaller size and lack of allies. 'Although to be fair it's our own fault for being so reclusive and isolationist,' thought Morrigan with a shake of her head. At the time, it had seemed like a good idea, why get involved with the affairs of others when there was no need for it? But now it was beginning to be a problem.
Somehow she and Lugh were going to have to keep the boy hidden from their fellow Celtic deities, and now also the Greek Pantheon and the Biblical factions, as well as keeping herself hidden from the Shinto Pantheon in their own territory. It was taking all of Morrigan's will power not to simply tear her own hair out in frustration, she wasn't Loki damn it! She was a Goddess of Death and Destruction, subtly was not her strong suite! It didn't help that her partner in crime was about as subtle as a lumbering elephant in the middle of a jungle, honestly why did she agree to this again?
'Right Cu Chulainn, damn that Lugh, taking advantage of my weakness like that,' thought Morrigan with a sigh that turned to a frown as she pondered what the Goddess had just seen. As a Goddess of Death, Morrigan had a unique affinity for souls, often ferrying the souls of Celtic warriors into the afterlife.
It was how she was able to detect Cu Chulainn's presence near the boy yesterday, and after her conversation with Lugh, she had stuck close to the boy in case the event repeated itself. So imagine her surprise when she felt a presence near the boy that was completely unfamiliar to her, it had the same weak static quality that Cu Chulainn's had but it was definitely not his presence.
Judging from the weapon that he had summoned Morrigan was certain that she knew who the identity of that new presence surrounding him was but again that begged the question. How did this boy know her? What was his connection with her? And was that even the right Tauropolos that he summoned? Or was it similar to the problem with the two Gae Bolg's?
It could have ended there and given Morrigan only a mild headache but no, to make matters worse the boy even had the Longinus Boosted Gear stored inside him. 'Well if nothing else the boy has definitely inherited Cu Chulainn's luck,' sighed the Goddess as she began massaging her temples.
"Still Boosted Gear combined with Gae Bolg and Tauropolos, now that's a potent combo. He might just be able to kill a God with that. And that's not even including those other cards he has left to reveal," she mused with a frown.
She'd had her suspicions before but this had proved that those cards definitely weren't his Sacred Gear and that they had something to do with the boy's connection to Cu Chulainn. However if they weren't Sacred Gears then what were they and who made them?
The boy clearly didn't and it certainly wasn't a God, no God would want to risk another war by creating them. Azazel maybe? He did have a disturbing fascination with Sacred Gears; maybe he wanted to create his own using souls of the departed? As horrible as it sounded it was possible but from what she knew, the Governor of the Grigori wasn't nearly powerful enough to create artifacts of this level of power.
In fact, the boy himself seemed to be if not on friendly terms with the card's creator then at least know of him, which seemed to indicate that he was definitely living here. This meant she could cross off most deities and faction leaders as the Shinto Pantheon wouldn't let them set up shop in their territory.
It was clear that Lugh may have had a point, Morrigan had been a bit hasty in thinking he was the reincarnation of Cu Chulainn. After all Cu Chulainn never wielded Tauropolos that much is certain and she didn't even feel his presence until the boy summoned Gae Bolg. But then how did he know those names? Why did she feel Cu Chulainn's presence near the boy at all?
Maybe it was his bloodline? Maybe he was a descendant of multiple heroes and the cards merely bring out the abilities of his ancestors? The odds were low, astronomically so, but still it was a possibility; Morrigan would have to send word back to Lugh to check if Cu Chulainn had any hidden descendants.
Still all this revolved back to those damned cards, the boy was the key to finding the creator of those cards, which meant she needed him, alive. This presented a problem, if the boy continued using those cards then she might not be able to mask his abilities from others. She would have to stay close to him and that meant stepping out of the shadows, she could already picture Lugh's smiling face as she prepared to tell him of her plan.
They would need help though if it was going to work, neither Lugh nor Morrigan herself were skilled enough at magic to hide the Goddess from the devils and Shinto faction at that close quarters. However, there was no way they could ask any of their other more magically inclined deities for help without rousing suspicion. That left only one option, they would have to ask her for help. A twinge of jealousy appeared in her mind before she suppressed it; after all, if they wanted to remain undetected then they would need that damned sorceress' help. Still Morrigan shuddered to think how she would react to the news about Cu Chulainn, hopefully for the boy's sake she wouldn't take it too badly.
However, it was necessary if she wanted to get to the bottom of this mystery boy and Cu Chulainn. Morrigan was certain that the cards were the key to this mystery; she needed to find out how they were created and what their connection to Cu Chulainn was. If she discovered that it really was his soul being unwillingly used for a pseudo-Sacred Gear, then she would personally hunt down this mystery creator. Then she would show them just what happens when you anger a Goddess of Death, after Lugh had had his fun of course, that man's wrath could rival a Devil's when needed.
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