Sinegard Academy for the Wayward

[milkmaiden38]

Angela

Angela/Ayil was still flying, but her left arm was limp.

“Stupid, weak human body” Angela complained as she put her new sword away.

“Let’s see how you do against my fist!” She swooped in and hit Ashmadael with a right cross.

Gem, Angus, Ollac

Gem, Angus, Ollac all stood between Ashmadael and Callo. They watched as Ayil tried to stop Ashmadael with her fist.

“That is not going to work” Gem commented.

“Yes, but you must give her credit for not giving up on a stupid plan” Angus replied.

“I give her full credit for acting stupid” Gem agreed

“What is your plan?” Ollac asked Gem

“A Banishment Spell” Gem stated

“Better plan… hopefully that will work” Ollac add as she watch Ayil get batted away a second time, this time the fake angel smashed into the ground.

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Celestial vs Celestial was an interesting fight, one an imitation the other an Echo. Taking the right cross, Ashmadael’s head snapped to the side before he looked at Angela/Ayil.

His wings spread wide before he threw a hard upper cut, his fist sprouting bony outgrowths before connecting.

With a disdainful look on his face he looked at Ollac, Callo, Gem, And Angus. “You cannot Banish Me. I am the Archangel of Righteous Vengeance.”

From his eyes it was obvious he’d gone insane. Possibly from being down here. Perhaps it was just an aspect of Being Vengeance. Perhaps it was because he was an Echo faced with his own fall from Grace. So many possibilities.

Did it really matter? He was insane, and wouldn’t stop.​

 

[milkmaiden38]

“He’s bullshitting us. Banishment works on any celestial — the only question is whether he can resist it,” Gem snapped, her voice confident. “Most creatures vanish to a harmless demiplane for a minute, then reappear where they stood. But for an Aberration, a Celestial, an Elemental, a Fey, or a Fiend… if I hold the spell for the full minute, they don’t come back. They’re dragged to their native plane. Which means Ashmadael would be sent straight to heaven.”

She raised her staff, its crystal blazing with radiant light. A surge of magic rippled outward, slamming into the angel with a thunderous crack.

Nothing.

Gem blinked. “…Oops.”

Angus tightened his grip on his axe. “Alright, plan B.”

“I don’t have a plan B,” Gem admitted, panic edging her voice.

“SHIT!” the party roared in unison — all except Ollac. Ancient Silver Dragons never panic.

Angus charged, axe gleaming. Gem threw up a blanket of fog, shrouding the battlefield and Callo’s fallen body. Most spells demanded sight of the target; the fog would deny Ashmadael that advantage.

Ollac’s wings beat the air as she soared upward, her voice booming like a storm. “Ashmadael! You’ve lost yourself. You’re as twisted as the monsters you claim to fight. Think! You are meant to be better than this!”

Angela

As the others scrambled, Angela rose from the ground, brushing dust from her shimmering white robes. Her wings unfurled with a snap, and she launched skyward, cutting through the fog.

She spotted Ashmadae — his once flamming skin now charred, embers and a few small flames flickering across his body.

“This is going to hurt like hell,” Angela muttered, lips curling into a grim smile. “Pun intended.”

She dove, seized Ashmadae in a crushing grip, and dragged him into the swirling fog — straight toward the angel Ashmadeal.

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Glaring at Gem as she cast her spell, Ashmadael straightened to his full height. “As I said, you cannot Banish me Mortal. I walk in the Light of Truth. And Judgment is mine.”

He was only partially true. He couldn’t be banished because he was an echo, a shadow of decisions that Ashmadae had made. This was his native plane. He’d been born of darkness, pain, and internal torment.

Ashmadae hung limp in Angela’s grip like a wet sack of water logged and heavy rice. But when she let go off him he fell like a meteor flickering into Callo’s Shadow breath before a loud thump was heard as polar opposites touched, slamming into the ground.

Walking out of the Shadows Ravyn’s eyes burned with an inner light of glowing flame. She looked like she was held in transition between Ashmadae and herself. Her skin Charring and burning as it repaired itself. Flames wisping along her arms as short flaming hair flickered above her half-melted skull.​

 

[milkmaiden38]

"Ravyn, are you ok?" Gem asked

Angela dropped lightly beside Gem, her wings folding in behind her. “She looks like Ravyn… I couldn’t see what happened—it was all swallowed in shadow,” Angela echoed, her voice tight with unease.

“I didn’t catch anything either,” Gem admitted, eyes narrowing as if trying to pierce into Ravyn odd appearance.

Angus stepped forward, his tone steady. “What matters now is that Ashmadael has been reintegrated into Ashmadae. That balance is restored.”

Ollac’s gaze flicked toward Callo, her voice edged with uncertainty. “And what do you intend to do with me?”

Gem tilted her head, considering. “I think we send you to the material plane and watch what unfolds. Callo—do you agree?”

“I do,” Callo replied, her form shimmering as she shifted back into her human body. Bruises marred her skin, scrapes tracing her arms like battle scars. “But we must live far apart.”

Gem raised a hand, weaving a soft glow of healing magic that spread across Callo’s wounds, knitting flesh and easing pain.

Still, Ravyn had not answered. The silence pressed, Gem turned to her once more, voice gentler now. “Are you… are you truly alright?”

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

“Yes, I’m...ok.” Ravyn replied.

“They have become one,” Ravyn replied with a vague and distant tone “The event was interesting and informative.”

“Send her to the Outer Planes. From there she can make her way to whichever plane suits her. As long as she doesn’t go to our realm. Though there are several neutral realms that have positively aligned dragons.”

“The blending has given me insight into both of their problems. As well as more control. Though Ashmadae is not pleased with the outcome.”​

 

[milkmaiden38]

“I’m glad you’re alright,” Gem said, relief in her voice. “You don’t look entirely put together yet—but if you feel steady, and you have more control that’s what matters.”

Angela smirked, leaning back with arms crossed.“Speak for yourself, Gem. Ravyn, trust me—you’re not landing many dates looking like that.”

Angus cut in, his tone dry and precise.“Ravyn isn’t interested in dates.”

“Enough, everyone,” Gem interjected firmly, raising a hand to silence the squabble. Her gaze shifted back to Ravyn, steady and intent.“Ravyn, can you ask Ashmadae if I may attempt the planar shift spell now? I want to send Ollac on her way.”

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

“I’m.. learning more every moment, just as you learn. Acclimating the information and knowledge is confusing.”

Glaring at Angus Ravyn snapped her eyes filled with rage as the flames got hotter. “I’m not interested in dating you! I’ve tried to be nice and polite! But you can’t take a hint! For once and for all, you fucking Cow, I’m not interested in dating or fucking you!”

Shaking he blinked and stepped back. “I’m sorry. I apologize for the outburst, Ashmadae.. is very angry. But I think a portal or Gate spell might work. But not within the city limits. The closer to the center, the worse the wild magic.”

Slowly the skin stopped burning and smoldering the flakes of skin peeling and drifting in the wind stopped and began to heal, the Charred skin clearing up with an agonizing slowness until she looked like Ravyn once more.

“Ashmadael agrees.”​

 

[milkmaiden38]

“Hey, I was just pointing out to Angela, that you were not interested in dating. I was not implying anything” Angus said to Ravyn to defend himself. His nostrils were flaring, and there was boiling rage in his eyes.

Gem got between Ravyn and Angus right away. With her small hand on Angus’ massive muscled chest, she said “Enough with the testosterone! Angus, just let it go.”

The big bull snorted again, like he was going to charge. He pushed on Gem’s hand, but then he back down. To Gem, Angus’ “maleness” was a big turn on. She loved it when he was like this in the bedroom. She loved taming him with her mouth or her pussy! Unfortunately, at time like this, it was a problem.

“Thank you” Gem said to Angus, her eyes filled with love. “You are always so understanding”

He just snorted again, but he was calming down.

“Let’s get away from the town center. I can cast the necessary spells.” Gem suggested

Everyone headed to the outskirts of the burnt-out town. Just to make sure, they continued walking until the town could barely been seen in the dim light, and drifting fog.

“Thanks again Ollac. Enjoy your independence” Gem said

“Ollac, I’m not really sure how to say good bye to my alternate self, but I’m glad my better half gets to enjoy further adventures” Callo said

“I’m not your better half. You have done many good things. More as you continue to with your friends. I will remind you, you freed me. I thank you” Ollac said back

With that Gem cast the planar shift spell and Ollac disappeared.

“That seemed to work. Everyone ready to return to campus?” Gem asked.

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

“I’ve been ready for way to long. Knowing Hell exists and dealing with shit from said realm is one thing,” M’Kael complained. “But actually being here and smelling it are another thing altogether.”

“I’m surprised you noticed the smell over your own.. odour..” Magdalena commented as she leaned on her spear.

Sniffing his armpits M’Kael scowled at her. “I showered…”

“Several dimensions ago..” Ravyn sighed, taking a step away from him.

“You’re just jealous cause I smell so good.”

“Good isn’t what I’d call it..” Magdalena said.

Looking at Gem Ravyn rolled her eyes… “Can we go now? Before I set someone on fire?”​

 

[milkmaiden38]

“Sorry, M’Kael—nothing in my spellbook is going to help with that odor,” Gem said, already tracing the sigils that would pull them back to campus.

“I’m dropping us in the quad. And remember, there’s still a very angry demon lord waiting for us—the same one who sicced those hounds on our asses. Our mission is to make him talk. If he won’t tell us who hired him…” She shrugged. “We punt him back to hell and call it a day.”

With a snap of her fingers, the spell took hold. The world folded inward, colors smearing into a whirl—then the group slammed back into existence on the campus quad. Late‑afternoon sunlight spilled across the grass, warm and deceptively peaceful, the surrounding buildings casting long shadows around them.

Angela exhaled, brushing her hair out of her face. “That was a much smoother ride than whatever nightmare portal M’Kael dragged us through earlier.”

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Blinking at the bright light M’Kael shielded hs eyes from thee Noon day Sun high over head. “Wow the sun does still shine.”

“Yeah, it does.” Magdalena replied trying to think of a sharp retort and failing.

Ravyn looked around pausing for a moment. “Are you sure this is the right place? I thought that set of windows got destroyed by a demon.. or something.” She said pointing at the Library windows.

“I think she’s right..” Magdalena said looking at the windows as her lips moved in a prayer. “It’s not an illusion.”

“Don’t care,” M’Kael replied. “I need to get away from you all for a little while. And a beer.”​