Key Eight: Lavi:

-The Living World-

Lavi leaned against the tree outside of Ami’s house. His girlfriend and her grandmother were in the middle of another argument. The angel had to slip away just as things were starting to get ugly. Lavi rubbed his forehead.

“Do women fight like this all the time?” he asked himself. But then, Lavi paused when he heard a whistling noise. He looked out onto the empty street. Three white dragon-like creatures floated through the air. One of them held a freshly taken soul in its skinny arms. Lavi’s stomach dropped as he shook his head.

“No…” he murmured. The angel had seen them before during the Great Crash. Those nasty little bastards were the only thing strong enough to turn an angel into dust. This wasn’t the first time he had seen them since then. Lavi waited until they were a good distance before following them.

“These little bastards keep showing up around here lately,” he muttered to himself. Lately, the cleaners had been showing up frequently in the living world. It didn’t help that the humans couldn’t see them until they were close to death. Either way, if the cleaners were showing up so much, that meant something bad was coming.

“They are in search of something,” someone said behind him. Lavi jerked his head behind him to see Bookman walking to catch up with him. The angel frowned at the old man.

“Don’t do that, old man,” he complained. “And what do you mean they are in search of something?”

“They are looking for traces that she left behind,” Bookman said. “I can feel it. They are here to begin what she has started.” Lavi turned to him with a pale face.

“You can’t mean that,” he said.

“I wish I could say that I was wrong.”

Lavi turned back to the faint lights in the distance. “Well… what can we do?”

“Not much right now. It will only get worse when that child is born.”

Lavi frowned. That old panda had to bring the baby in the conversation, didn’t he? Still, Bookman had a point. Ami still didn’t know the truth either. Lavi dreaded how telling her would play out.

“You can’t keep this from her forever,” Bookman said. His apprentice looked down at him with a dry look.

“I know that,” he said.

“When are you going to tell her the truth?”

“I don’t know.”

“That isn’t good enough.”

“And what am I supposed to say? Hello, I’m an angel and you’re going to have a nephilim baby.”

“You could.”

Lavi’s face turned deep red. “I can’t do that to her! She couldn’t handle it.”

“But she has to know the truth.”

The student groaned. “I know, I know.” Lavi had the feeling that Bookman wasn’t telling him something else. He puffed up his cheeks as they rounded the corner. Unfortunately, the cleaners had vanished. Lavi sat down on the ground.

“Okay, old man,” he said. “Spit it out. What are you hiding from me?” Bookman put a cigarette in his mouth and lit up.

“It won’t be long until those cleaners will come looking for that child,” he said. Lavi narrowed his eye at him.

“What?” he asked.

“I am still looking for the whole prophecy,” the older man said. “She will find that child and unleash the wasteland all over the world.” As much as Lavi didn’t want to believe, his stomach turned.

While Ami flopped back on her bed and sighed. She rested her hand to her developing baby bump. The spoiled heir just wished that her grandmother would leave her alone. Ami closed her eyes and started to doze off.

Outside the window, a pair of black eyes watched as the teenage mother-to-be slept.

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