Mika looked up at Ithuriel. "Your light is fading, my lord!" He said in the small voice that he had become well known for. "You have served me well, my dear Mika." Ithuriel replied. The angel's light was fading quickly, and he was becoming less clear by the second. "Take this parting gift, my friend and faithful servant." Ithuriel whispered. He then handed Mika a feather off his wing. "This will protect you from any demon that will try to stand up to a servant of an angel." "My lord, Ithuriel, you know I have never slain a demon..." "And I hope you never will have to, Mika. Good luck on your journey through life. I hope I get to see you again, My friend."
And with that the great Ithuriel faded.
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Death of an Angel
FanfikceA lonely Shadowhunter. A dying Angel. A demon Horde. Is Mika's life over, or is it just beginning?
