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Meanwhile, Peter was preparing to go down to Earth.

"I'm almost ready," he told the Head Angel, "but there's just one thing I don't understand."

The Head Angel huffed in annoyance. He still couldn't communicate with Michael and he took his stress out on those around him. "Which is?"

"Why is this 'Micky' so important, anyway? He's just a kid."

The H.A.'s eyes twinkled and he grabbed Peter by the collar of his shirt.

"Because," he breathed, "the boy's heart is absolutely pure. The purest I've ever seen. He's incapable of hatred. We can use it to destroy the demons for good."

"Don't you mean him, sir?" Peter asked.

The H.A. blinked. "What?"

"You said we could use it. Don't you mean we can use him?"

The H.A. shook his head. "No."

"Then what—"

"You must tear his heart out of his chest."

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