9th Transformation (video)

[thisismyjob]

[A video feed appears on the network, entirely unfiltered and untraceable to any network device. The setting is undoubtedly the realm where the angels have congregated, just outside of the City limits. All is peaceful and, even though it's the dead of night, an ethereal light brightens the scene.

A solitary angel appears in view, magnificent and

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action;

[rehymenator]

[Castiel does not have to witness this act with his eyes; the City is small, and charged with energy. He had sat in conference when the ripple among them occurred, and he melts away into the shadows without hesitation.

He arrives at the scene, noting the marks left behind by their Brother. He's been here before, watched his own fall before his eyes. His hand reaches out before him, angel sword left concealed as he attempts to follow the aura the traitor left behind. He moves in a circle, canvassing the area with concentration that borders on obsession.

When he finds a trace, Castiel's chin inclines and any that might arrive after him will see wrath there, and determination. This is no longer simply a war to save the souls taken below.

It, as the humans say, is personal.]

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[perspectiveguy]

[Xander feels it. One day on the job and he knows what he feels and why he feels it. It's innate. Just like mastering the ability to be there - where he wasn't a moment ago.

He stands quietly, watching Castiel. He knows Castiel can feel him there. He joins Castiel, stepping up beside him before quietly speaking.]

War.

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[rehymenator]

[Castiel cants his head to the side before turning away.]

That started long ago. Welcome to it.

[And he's gone, hopping between shadows throughout the City. If Xander has mastered himself, he may be able to follow, but Castiel isn't stopping until he finds the traitor.]

voice;

[veritaphobia]

[ Alan isn't on the Network when it happens. But he feels the surge, satisfaction twisting violent and warm to his fingertips, as he imagines every angel, fallen or otherwise, must. For an instant, he stands still. Then he laughs a little, head low and mouth crooking a little.

And then he does check the network. ]

It's nice that Heaven hasn't lost its famous mercy.

[ Yeah. That's right, angels. A demon sounds repulsed by you guys. ]

demon channel;

[thisismyjob]

Will they respond to provocation?

I await further orders.

demon channel;

[veritaphobia]

Leave them the mystery. I think they're motivated enough as it is.

demon channel;

[thisismyjob]

To kill? They are on the edge of war... their swords are ready. I have hope that they will turn on themselves.

When will you move?

voice

[bladed_siberian]

Ah, an angel fit for Hell. It seems even the Host has its traitors.

demon channel;

[thisismyjob]

The Host will always be full of treachery. They require help to see it.

demon channel;

[bladed_siberian]

They're all fools. As if they're so far above us.

demon channel;

[thisismyjob]

They're not so far as they would like us to believe. I would sooner trust a demon than an angel.

voice;

[soulofocean]

[There's both admiration and amusement in her tone.]

...Now look at that. So much for US being the backstabbing sort!

demon channel;

[thisismyjob]

Keep taunting them. Make their paranoia and distrust grow.

demon channel;

[soulofocean]

That's some great handiwork you have right there. Infiltration's nothing I could pull. But, taunting?

That I can do just fine.

demon channel;

[thisismyjob]

We must all do what we have been created to do.

Turn them against each other. They're ready to fight... let angels fight angels.

[audio]

[metousiosis]

What an intense surge of energy. That was reckless of you.

[audio; private]

[dohisbidding]

Not at all. It was necessary.