"How are you doing?" A lot of groans could be heard in the room.
My father had asked me to wake the group of five up at 5 I'm the morning. By the sound of it, the weren't too happy. They probably weren't used to waking up early. Hmm.
"So you're doing good? That's nice to know!" My father said, half sarcastic. "Night Fury, how is their training coming along?" "The have been showing progress the last two weeks. I'd say their about ready for their first hunt." The five looked wide eyed at me "ah, that's what I like to hear!" He looked at them, taking in their shocked expressions, then looked back a me.
"I got a report earlier from one of our scouts. I'm not sure, but I think it's a witch trying to make a mess. Doesn't sound like she's been practicing magic for long, it should be easy a good first hunt for you." He had once again turned their way to look at them when he said the last part. "Yes father, should I accompany them?" "Yes, but remember to only interrupt if necessary. We need them to learn, and they can't do that be only watching, not with the time we have." He took a deep breath, deep in thought. "Show them to the armory." "I'm sorry sir, the what?" "The armory, my dear Astrid. You'll need weapons and protection after all." With that said, the five broke into big smiles. I started walking big doors and told them to follow.

It was a short walk to the armory. Only a couple of minutes, but of course the twins and Snotlout had the time to complain. Why did I agree to help this guy?
"Mister Nigt Fury sir?" "Yes Fishlegs? Also, I told you to just call me Night Fury, no need for mister or sir." He nodded once. "So I was thinking, you know almost everything about us, but we know nothing about you?" "You seem to know a lot about me Fishlegs." Yes I know, but like, can I ask you a few questions?" Of course the would want to know more about me, I thought sarcastically. I then sighed "sure Fishlegs, but only a few." "Thank you so so so much!" He was starting to act like a happy puppy. "Woah Fishlegs, take it easy!" "Sorry..." He said, now a bit embarrassed.
"What do you want to know?" "Can I start with a question about angels in total?" I hesitated a moment, then nodded. "Can angels die?" To be honest, the question surprised me. Again, i hesitated a moment. "Well yes, they can." "What happens if or when the die? Do they go back to god? Reborn? Hell?" And Fishlegs was definitely starting to interest me. "None of them... Well let me say it like this, if an angel die, they..." How to say this? "They stop existing." "Why what?" "Why... Disappear."
Before he could say any more, we were already at the armory.

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A/N:
personally, I think this is a lot better than the last one!