Magic weighed the words and when they hit his ears, he stiffened and screamed. "No! Stop!"
If he had free range of his hands, he would've been clawing at his face.
"You forget who I am," I continued, still sending power into his mind to torment him. "Your eyes keep straying to Lucifer, but he is not the one you should fear. Not you, you violator of children. Innocence thief. He is not your biggest threat."
In an instant, I removed all the pain and torment I’d placed from his mind, leaving him gasping and gaping at me. "I am," I whispered.
"I'll talk!" Vincent yelled. "I'll tell you anything you want to know!"
With a flick of my finger, I pulled the coffee table back. Willing myself into the air, I floated over it as it moved, then lowered myself regally, sitting in the air. A Queen didn't need a throne. She made a throne out of anywhere she sat.
"Now, tell us everything you know of Raphael," I said.
Vincent looked from me to the three men still standing in shock behind me.
"Now, if you please." I crossed my wrists and rested them on my knee, as if at my leisure. Inside, I couldn't wait to eviscerate the loathsome creature.
"I'm only a middleman," he said. After that, the words poured out in rapid succession. "I connect angels who may be of a like mind. There are others that know of some of my preferred hobbies." I waved my hand. No need to hear those details. I'd seen enough in his aura.
"Are there others like you?" Michael asked. The fury in his voice was clear. "With your particular tastes?"
Vincent met my gaze. "I'll have the truth from you the hard way or the easy way," I threatened. "Your choice."
He shook his head frantically. "I don't think so. Honestly. I'm talking about those that believe there shouldn't be a Heaven and Abaddon and Earth realm. There should be one, all on Earth. We should be free to live together, have our own lives. And when we die, we should be reborn, not punished or praised depending on what choices we made. Demons should've never been made from tortured souls. They all need to be destroyed."
One realm. "Well, that's not going to happen." I shook my head. "What fools you are."
Vincent tried to shrug, but Michael and Gabe had too firm of a grip on his body. "That's what they want. I'm sort of the organizer, I help them find Raphael."
"Where is he?" Lucifer asked.
"I don't know. He checks in with me randomly, and I give him any information I have." Vincent's eyes widened. If they got any bigger, they'd pop out of his skull. "I do have the names of the angels I've given to Raphael. The ones that want what he wants."
"Name them," Gabriel said.
Vincent rattled off three names. I recognized none of them, but Gabe and Michael did. They scoffed and rolled their eyes.
"I swear. The names are real." He kept darting his gaze back to me, no longer Lucifer.
"He speaks the truth," I confirmed. I would've smelled a lie on him.
"Now the question is what to do with him," Luc said. "If we take him and Raphael shows up, he'll know we're on to him."
"He knows," I said. "Raphael is the smartest person I've ever met, be it angel, Fallen, or human. And Mary told us he's three steps ahead of us. This one I will take care of myself," I said.
With a snap of my fingers, I moved Vincent and myself to the barn at the back of our property back home. It belonged to Michael when he was human.
My guys popped in behind me. "We were able to follow your power signature easily," Michael said. "Any angel or Fallen in the Earth realm will know you're here."
"Good. Let them hear him scream."
With another wave of my hands, Vincent's clothes burned off of his body. I made his wings appear and extended them. "Vincent, I have to apologize. I would love to do this by hand, but there simply isn't time."
Using a sliver of power, I honed it into a blade and slammed it down on his right wing. It cut through like a lightning bolt down a tree, splitting the bone, muscles, and skin in half.
Vincent howled in pain.
Joel appeared to my left. "What is going on?" he roared. "You're torturing an angel!"
