Chapter 4: Rebirth

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Normal POV:

Angel flew through the clouds, her plaited pinkish-purple hair slayed gently in the air.

She smiled as some birds flew close to her; tweeting their greetings.

Angel clicked her fingers as a scroll appeared in her hands. "Now let me see where these girls are located right now.....oh goodie, they're all buried next to each other since they're friends," Angel said to the birds flying next to her.

The birds chirped cheerfully.

Angel nodded. "Thanks! And good luck to wherever you're going too!" she called as the birds flew away.

She smiled and faced her front again. She shaded her eyes from the sun as she spotted something up ahead.

She flapped her wings and sped up a bit to catch up with the figures. The six figures stopped and faced her.

Angel came to a stop a few meters away from them; floating in mid-air she crossed her arms. "Greetings ladies, what a surprise to meet you here."

The redhead of the girls glared at the pinkish-purple haired angel. "Angel," she growled.

Angel laughed and eyed the redhead's bat-like wings. "What a cold respond."

The raven-haired girl spat. "What do you want now?!"

Angel huffed with amusement. "Nothing really; what are you demons doing here?"

The six demon girls snarled at her.

"We can ask the same thing," the other girl snapped that has white hair with grey streaks.

Angel smiled and narrowed her eyes. "I asked first, now answer."

The redhead growled again but replied unwillingly, "We're going to harvest souls."

Angel raised an eyebrow a bit curious. "Which souls?"

"Do we really have to answer you?" the blond asked.

Angel stared at her emptily. "Yes."

"Just tell her, we don't have time," the brunette muttered to the grey-haired next to her.

A black scroll appeared in the grey-haired girl's hand as she looked through it. "We're assigned to harvest the souls of Akatsutsumi Momoko and Belle, Gotokuji Miyako, Matsubara Kaoru, Oshima Yuko and Karuna Kenero; they are all situated in Japan."

Angel rested her hands on her hips. "Well, you guys can go home now, I'll handle this."

The grey-haired crushed the scroll in her hand as the six demons glared at Angel.

"Listen," the redhead hissed as she hovered closer to Angel. "I don't care if you're an angel or not, you cannot just go around and say 'I'll handle this', harvesting souls is a demon's job and an angel's job is–."

Angel rolled her eyes. "I know...I know...our job is to take the souls you harvested and turn them into a new living being, but I'm doing this harvest."

The redhead grabbed Angel's collar and looked at her with a glare that could scare off a lion but Angel just yawned with boredom. "Don't act so high-and-mighty now. Satan told us to harvest these souls, not some angels who think they can do whatever they want and whenever they like!"

Angel just pushed her hand off her and fixed her collar. "Squeak all you want, I'm taking these souls."

"What makes these souls so special that an angel will go out of their 'comfort zone' to harvest them?" the blond demon asked.

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