Kidnapped

The room that Levana had grown up in had been a storeroom prior to her arrival as an infant. Being an angel of earth, Uriel had naturally made his private dwelling out of molded stone and clay. The storeroom didn't originally have any windows, but he had modified it shortly after she reached the equivalent age of a human toddler.

He had raised a stone platform in the corner of the room and piled various pelts and furs from what had been unknown animals then to fashion a bed for her. Later additions to the furniture included a stone stool and table where he would have her sit as she learned to read as a child. Followed by a small stone chest that would hold the clay sculptures he would make for her.

Despite all those changes, when she had left to attend the academy, the room had fallen into disuse first, then reverted to its original function as a storeroom. So, it held its cool earthen and damp odors along with a hint of papyrus from the various scrolls, research documents and so forth that had been stored there in the corners and along the walls of the room.

However, as Levana began to stir groggily from her sleep, she could catch the calming scent of sandalwood. Turning her head, she recognized the stone table and stool sitting roughly two arm's length away. Although the incense responsible for the sandalwood smell had expired, the lit candlestick told her that someone had been there not too long ago.

She also caught just a whiff of herbs that would be commonly used in medicine in heaven, so she knew that a healer had been present and that the healer was most likely her uncle Raphael. For no other healer would be welcomed into Uriel's abode.

The absence of the two angels, Uriel and Raphael, didn't cause her any worry. She didn't expect them to hang around in her room, doing nothing. 'They're probably in his private study,' she thought as Levana tried lifting herself off the primitive bed, but quickly found that she must have been asleep for a while as her body was stiff and sore.

The soft rustle beyond the closed door told her that someone was coming to check on her and probably light another stick of incense. So, she focused on stretching and regaining some mobility after having been laying still for so long.

The door swung in with a bang! Levana jolted and looked up in time to see multiple, tall shadows with wings leap forward with a metallic flash of swords. The slap of a blade knocked her out cold and she sunk back into darkness.

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"Quick! We don't have much time. The flash of those wards at the door to this filthy place was to alert Uriel!" one of the shadowy figures quickly snuffed out the candle in the room and plunged them back into darkness.

One of the accomplices bound the unconscious black-winged female figure, while the third withdrew a vial from within their dark cloak.

"I hope this works and keeps her under. We don't need the complication of our captive waking during transportation," they said as they roughly grabbed the female's jaw and forced the concoction down.

"It will. Belial assured me," responded the one who peeked out the only makeshift window of the room into the night.

"Are you sure she is the one who escaped?" asked the one who had bound Levana and started arranging some dark-tanned hides over her unconscious form.

The window watcher nodded and coldly answered, "Mostly sure and if we are wrong, it doesn't matter. She is a nuisance that we should address anyways."

With her being tied up, then bound in hides, it would make it easier for them to carry her out of this place. They couldn't kill her just yet as they needed to interrogate her first. In case their guess was wrong, and she wasn't the spy from the other night, then they needed to be prepared for the plans to be moved up forward.

Hastily, they left the stone home and cut their way into the woods at night. One scouted out ahead, one carried the burden, and the other kept wary with weapon in hand in the off chance they were intercepted.

It hadn't taken Azazel, Belial, and the others who were aware of the escape of a rat that night to put the two together with Levana's unexplained absence. Hence, they threw together a quick plan.

Samael would trigger Michael into starting a fight outside the Hall of Powers where Belial will intervene and fuel the Michael's flames. With Belial's involvement, Raphael would be called to deal with his deputy and heal those who were involved. Astaroth would hold up Zadkiel in a delay tactic that should result in Uriel being summoned to the scene since one of his angels of death would be involved in the internal conflict.

Once the major players were gathered on the scene, Azazel and a few lower ranked Powers would be able to kidnap Levana. Using the sedative that Belial made, they should be able to escape with little issue to a safer location to then dose her with enough hallucinogenic that even if she did come to, she wouldn't be able to use any magic.

They were to meet up with Belial at the secret location they had picked to interrogate her. Belial would bring enough drugs to keep her easy to knead until they could determine if she was the rat or not.

The only one who hadn't been present that night had been the one who suggested a small change to the original plan, and that was Sariel. For Belial had been quick to voice his opinion of killing Levana, regardless of if she was the rat or not. Sariel didn't argue to save her but mentioned that it would be best if her disappearance and death couldn't be pinned on them.

He went further to suggest that if would be best that when they were through with her, that she should be hauled down to Earth. There, they could break a wing and a leg to make it look like she had wandered off and fell from heaven. From there, they would just need to make sure she bled and was still drugged enough to be unable to defend herself from wild beast.

Understanding the meaning behind the spoken words, they got that she should be broken, but she could not be cut with a blade or be done in directly by them. That way, both her disappearance and the previous spy's disappearance wouldn't be so quickly traced back to them or Lucifer.

None of them wanted to risk endangering Lucifer's plans with such a minor existence like the young, weak black-winged angel. So, everyone had agreed and set the plan to motion as soon as possible.