Jackel woke up on a exceedingly soft and elaborate bed. Overtop and attached to the bed is a grand mirror. Jackel looked up at his own reflection and his first thought was only perverts invests in beds like these.

Reflexively, Jackel moved his hands towards his heart and checked for a wound. However, his skin was smooth and showed no sign of ever having been stabbed.

What is happening? Perhaps my anti-psychotic has stopped working and I am having another psychosis.

Jackel sat up in bed and noticed his leather jacket was removed and sitting at his feet. The room was decorated in Royal Victorian style, at the four corner of the rooms were statues of great beasts There was a lion with wings but no feathers, another, was a bear holding three ribs, another, was a Leopard with four wings and four heads, and finally a great serpent with ten horns which looked more ferocious than the rest.

Jackel tried to recall everything that happened but was unsure what was reality anymore. Panic washed over him and his heart started to palpitate at an alarming pace.

Knock, knock, knock. Jackel turned to look at the door and tried to speak but his voice got caught in his throat and he simply croaked out a moan.

The door slowly opened and Michael walked in with Raphael following behind him. Raphael was holding a tray with a sandwich and what appears to be orange juice.

"You woke up on cue, the others are starting to question about you" Michael said without any explanation.

"How long was I out?" Jackel asked

"three days in total, though I expect most of it was spent in the underworld" Michael said again without further explanation.

"Sir..." Jackel begin

"Michael" Michael corrected

"Michael, I came to this meeting because I am searching for an explanation to what happened to me, my psychosis, the voice I hear and the delusions I've seen. But so far what I've experienced here did not help me with answering but only served to make me more worried for my own sanity"

"Let me make this clear, we summoned you here, we are not your friends, we are not your worshipers, we only serve the Father sun and the Mother moon. Yet, It was made clear to us we were to aid the seven sinners to their salvation. I am not obligated to explain everything I know to you. You can either do what we tell you to do, or you can check yourself into whatever institute, take your pills and forget it all. I'll be damned before I become your ally.

Jackel swallowed. He hated confrontation and this whole situation was confusing enough without someone barking gibberish at him.

"So, what do you want me to do?" Jackel said weakly

"Eat up, and join your accomplices at the main room, some of them will want to catch up. They will clue you in since they are not blinded like you. Remember we are monitoring your conversations." Michael said.

After Jackel finished his meal, he followed Raphael down the exaggeratingly decorated halls to a large open room that had a giant window as a roof and the sunlight beamed in, filling every corner with light.

Raphael gave Jackel a small bow and walked off.

In the room were all the young participants from the meet up three night prior. Except they all looked different. There was an air of supremacy and confidence about the bunch and they all seem to glow with an unearthly grace.

"Hey, Mr. Big shot, how was your slumber" Rydia teased

"Like I was dead, still unsure If I hadn't" Jackel replied

"He still doesn't remember anything" A tall man with dark hair said with disapproval.

"Is it true?" Rydia asked Jackel

"I don't know what I am suppose to remember. I saw some things but I can't say I am on the same page as you guys" Jackel replied

"Let us introduce ourselves then, I am Rydia, Orginally a being made out of love, worshipped and cherished for millennium till the true religion called me a sin and demonized me. I had been cursed till I was awakened three nights ago. Rydia said then gave a wink.

"I am Castiel, Originally a being made out of knowledge. though they cast me out as a glutton on an endless thirst for the truth. The tall man said.

"I am Aviel, You don't remember, but I was your direct younger brother. If It weren't for you I would still be in bliss and glory. you are the reason we are all pitiful mortals today. A young man with a shaved head said

"Aviel, we are above blame, we all followed him because we thought it was the right thing to do," Rydia said in defence.

"still In love with the golden boy are we?" the shortest man in the room barked in anger.

"let me tell you who I am. I am Constantine. I was once the Incarnation of Justice. Until you swayed me to evil and perverted me to fall in a blinded Wrath. said the short man.

"Sorry, don't know you" Jackel said with indifference.

"YOU SON OF A..." Constantine started

"Stop, we are united here today and it's a blessing. Think of how we were once all connected. the fact we are all here today shows that we share a same fate." The most relaxed man in the room said.

"Jackel, I am known as Hillel. I was once created as a being of wisdom, when I chose to follow you, I slowly lost my grace and now they see me as simply lazy. I do not blame you. In fact I still see the reason for our revolt as something justifiable. Hillel said

"Well, you say we share the same fate, but what of that greedy bastard, he practically rules the world today...people still worship him and he never even lost his memories, he has grown more followers than any of us." Constantine argued

"It's true, he was the most ambitious follower in the days of our youth, He still holds the idea that we need to rule over father. Aviel added.

"The fact he didn't come in this summon shows that he is not on our side, he does not seek redemption, he still seeks to overthrow father." Constantine agreed.

"It matters not for now, we should focus on regaining our grace." Rydia interrupted.

"I agree" Hillel replied.

"That's great guys, I am glad you can all share this moment with each other, I still have no clue what the hell is going on..." Jackel spoke.

They all looked at Jackel as if for the first time. His implication finally sank in and the room grew more solemn.

"Without you as our leader, we are like a headless dragon..." Hillel said as everyone looked to be in agreement.