“Now that is the spirit,” Harvey smirks to Dexter, “but seriously this isn’t really about believing so much as it I accepting that there are mysteries in the world that science cannot explain. Well not the mundane type of purely wired science that the world has grown to accept. Not that it I wrong, just incomplete.”
Jane nods, “Mr. Kovalson I understand your sentiment, I am the consummate realist, and I rarely lose my senses to flights of fantasy. But you will see that there are far more layers to this world then your eyes will allow you to see.”
“Indeed,” a voice hisses softly, s a man forms into view out of thin air behind Sakura. He I stall and statuesque with long dark hair, and red nearly crimson skin. Black etches or lines criss-cross his skin, and he bows with a genteel grace, revealing a swishing serpentine tail. He wears dark pants with black boots and a gray dress shirt under a long black trench coat.
Harvey gestures to the stranger, “Gabriel so glad you could join us.”
Gabriel hisses softly, in a strange accent, “The pleasure is mine, my friend,” he places his hand over his heart in a slight nod, “Greetings” he directs his words to the detectives, “I am Gabriel, I am also a member of Department 7. I specialize in arcane affairs, and my skills in the art is of modest merit.”
“He is hat you would think of as a wizard, like Gandalf or Merlin,” Jane presents tersely.
Gabriel focuses on Sakura; “Perhaps I would b best qualified to answer your questions on the origins of your powers. Scions are believed to be the fallen children of angels; angels who broke God’s will and mated with humanity in the beginning times. Thus creating the half-mortal children, the Nephilim, it is the blood of the Nephilim that gives you power, scion. Both of you.”
“In later adaptations of the story, Nephilim became synonymous with demons an devils, and they were said to be the spawn of the fallen, and the host of the pit for breaking God’s will. But this may just be perversion of the old story, which lead to some great and ancient conflict that scattered the spawn of the Nephilim across the globe. The truth of the matter is that in time the Nephilim became outcast amongst humanity, and even hunted. Now we of Department 7 seek to understand them, and not destroy them. We seek to understand them like any other supernatural entity,” Harvey expounds.
Gabriel nods, “There is much for you to understand, but I can see from the looks on your faces that this may be a little much to swallow all at once. Harvey perhaps it is best we do what we can for their injuries and send them on their way, to contemplate what they have learned. If thy wish to return and learn more then we will be waiting.”
Harvey nods, applying the shot to Selene. Her injuries disappear into a small scar. The young singer steps back towards Dan, “I am totally freaked out right now, this is way out there, and I am definitely going to need time to process all of this. I don’t know hat you expected o me, but I just want to go home…”
Jane nods, “Alright, well is that the consensus?”
