335 Dark alley

"You were supposed to visit the castle on the King's invitation," the man narrowed his eyes, displeased with the woman.

"As I said, I have been busy. My father said he would be coming to Yorkshire, but I don't know what happened because he did stop at Hanletop. He said history was repeating. Nothing more than that was explained in the letter I received from him," said Mary, pulling out an envelope that had her father's letter in it. 

The vampire snatched the envelope from her hand and then read what was written in the letter, "So where is he now?" 

"In the castle," answered the woman and the man chuckled, "What's wrong?" she asked.

The man folded the letter and returned it to the woman, "I would have known if they had visited the castle. I was right there with everyone. There has been no such word about them having visited the castle," the smile on his face died down. "I was promised that I would get the key, and you told you were still confirming it?" 

"Things like these take time. Did you think that you could just use it? I have been trying to get my hands on it myself but we haven't been sure," came the woman's words, her face contouring with annoyance, "We have had many dark angels appear in the past, but they turned out to be useless, and you are aware of that."

Samuel scoffed, his eyes that were red turned black. "Don't give me that bullshit. I know the fallen angels have ears and eyes on a lot of things. You told to keep an eye on the girl, but she's nothing but human." 

"That's where you are wrong," stated Mary, "You demons don't know how to identify a dark angel, and you come to us. My parents buried my niece two times, and both times, she got out of the coffin." 

"And you didn't think it to be unusual?" scoffed Samuel at her pathetic excuse, "Don't tell me it is because you want to save her as she is of your own blood." 

The woman rolled her eyes. As much as the demon in front of her wanted to use her niece to get back to heaven and attain back his powers, the same way she had been working on getting her powers. When he sneered again, she raised her hand, twisting it to have the demon cough up blood, "Don't forget that just because I look like a human, it doesn't mean I am one. I still hold powers, Sam. I didn't have a generation skip," she then dropped her hand to receive a glare from the demon, "You look bruised and battered like a dog beaten by its master. What happened to you?" 

Samuel spat the blood out of his mouth. This little bitch, he cursed in his mind as he had forgotten that she had some abilities. 

"It doesn't work like that," Mary let him know, looking at the demon, "Every time when we collected the dark angels in the past and tried to kill them, they caused nothing but damage to us. We even had the demons come to take a look before, but the dark angels are indestructible."

"There's nothing in this world that cannot be destroyed. You only need to find more information on it which you don't have," Samuel's voice turned impatient. Most of the fallen angels who were living as humans were nothing but humans, useless, thought Samuel in his mind before he heard the woman say, 

"Every time we have placed them in the coffin, their weak bodies couldn't handle the spells nor the closed space. They died early. Within a day or two," she had a frown on her face as she continued, "And that only means that they were wrong ones. The people whom we buried had been used to misguide us into believing that they were dark angels. And when we placed my niece, we assumed she would turn dead just like the rest."

"But she isn't in the coffin." 

"She returned but without powers," replied Mary.

The first time, they were slightly sad when they had placed her in the coffin. For sixteen years, the girl didn't wake up, and her family perceived Madeline to be another dummy dark angel. Because dark angels were supposed to have immense power, but after those sixteen years, Madeline had woken up and returned home. 

At first, the Harris' family had been in shock, which was later replaced by the thought that the little girl was not a dark angel as she held no abilities. It was like there was nothing in her, and she was only a plain human. Mary remembered how her brother and his wife were happy that their daughter had returned, and that God had shown mercy upon them. But a few years later, the girl killed another demon. Believing they had to be cautious, her parents had done what they had to do by putting her back again in the coffin. 

But she returned again with no abilities. A human, just like her sister Elizabeth. 

Until now, they were sure that Madeline was not a dark angel, and it was only a false alarm. But with what her father wrote in the letter, it didn't look like it was a false alarm anymore. It was possible that Madeline was the dark angel. 

Mary said, "I will gather others so that we can decide when is the right time." 

"That's more like it," smiled Samuel, his eyes returning to red. He rubbed his jaw. He wanted to get even with the person who was the reason why he even received bruises in the first place.