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Paranormal Omens

Chapter 1: Orders Sent and New Beginnings

It had started almost four centuries ago, Heaven was noticing a lack in souls coming to heaven. Which usually wasn't anything to get upset about, it just means they needed to find a way to up the amount of church goers and increase those who believe in god. But the problem was, those souls that weren't coming to haven weren't going to hell either. It was normal to have a few souls that didn't go to either Heaven nor Hell, but this amount was odd. So heaven decided to give new orders to their angel on earth. Find the missing souls, find out why they were stuck, and send them on if it was at all possible.

Hell had also noticed the lack of souls coming to them. At first, they had chalked it up to heaven finding a way to spread their holiness more and get more souls to come to them. But they soon found out they were incorrect. It was an accident how they had. A low level demon was messing with some 'paranormal investigators', though they were not called that at the time, when they overheard them talking. Saying how there had been an increase in hauntings and ghost sightings all around the world lately. Who knew humans could be so perceptive of paranormal occurrences. So they sent an order to their demon on earth, go find these souls, find out what is keeping them there, and then drag their souls to hell.

And so their earth agents received their new orders and went about performing their new deeds and actions.

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Crowley received his new orders at the beginning of the year 1997. He'd known for a few centuries at this point, known that there were quite a few too many souls lingering here on earth and not departing for their end destinations. He'd been awaiting these orders for long enough, that he'd already been quite prepared by the time they arrived. Though he found out he was already two years behind Heaven's operative here on earth. Hell and their slow movings... So he packed up his belongings in his run down american apartment, that he had only bought so he owuldn't get attached and find it hard ot leaven when he finally got hell's orders, and headed for London where research into the paranormal was about to reach its head.

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Aziraphale hadn't known what was going on until he received the news and new orders from his superiors in the year 1995. He had sighed drearily at the news, packing up his belongings from his cozy cottage on the out skirts of wales to move to London. He had heard that research into ghosts and the such was being performed there, and that they may soon be reaching an important discovery. He had frowned sadly at his cozy little home, looking back one last time before leaving reluctantly.

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It is present day now, each party having had quite a few amount of years to investigate into the stuck souls. And neither party had found anything new. They needed to change direction. And so each party decided it was time to actually get out into the field, experience everything for themselves. After all, relying on the humans to do their work for them may not have been the best and most effective thing to do.

Crowley had found a new apartment shortly after moving to London in 1997. It wasn't all bad, much better than his past place. In this one he even has a whole room of just plants, which he enjoyed taking care of (only when they listened to him and didn't get leaf rot that is). Though he couldn't help but feel it was quite cold. Though that may be just because he is a snake demon.

Aziraphale didn't have quite the same luck. He took a few years to find a place to call his own, a little bookshop. Even then it took him a few more years to become comfortable living there. After he had become comfortable living there, he found it to be quite the comfortable place. He even thought it might have been better than his past place of residence. Though, it always seemed to be missing something... perhaps a rare edition... yes, that might be it.

Each of them has found a place to call 'home' here in London, but neither of them felt like it was... complete. But they couldn't worry about that, they had their orders from their respective superiors to heed to.

Aziraphale was the first to take up a job as a paranormal investigator, but it seemed he wasn't taken seriously and therefore never got anyone allowing him to investigate anywhere. Perhaps because he had, as the humans put it, a 'baby face'. Maybe he needed a partner who looked more serious and older, someone the humans would see and believe and allow to investigate.... Yes, he needed a partner.

Crowley had tried for a few weeks as a paranormal investigator, but gave up quickly. The humans found him scary and intimidating, never letting him investigate their homes. Fair enough, he was a demon after all... Though he'd never admit that it was quite rude of them, to judge someone based off their appearances... he needed someone to get the humans to trust him, someone who looked soft and nonthreatening... he needed someone to be his partner in these investigations. So he set on a search for anyone looking for a partner.

Aziraphale, being as outdated as he was, had set up an ad in the newspaper exclaiming his need for a partner to help in his paranormal investigations. He had continued to put the ad out continuously, each new newspaper having it printed in them. Though, who looks in newspapers for a paranormal investigating partner?

The answer is apparently Crowley. Really it was quite an accident that he has happened upon the ad. It literally flew right in his face. Really. It was windy, the paper seemed attracted to his face and well... that was that. He hadn't any luck so far, perhaps this person would be who he needed. so he took the newspaper home and got out his cell phone, typing in the number before calling the stranger.

The ad had been out for almost nearing a year at this point, and Aziraphale was thinking that perhaps he should take it down. No one seemed to look in the newspapers anymore, or if they did they weren't interested in his ad. Oh how he dreaded the thought of having to find a way to work this 'computer' and put out an ad through it. Though, maybe he wouldnt.... His phone rang, and he answered it with a polite greeting. "Hello, A.Z. Fell & Co, how may i help you?"

Crowley had paused at the soft sounding voice that answered his call. It sounded familiar, but in a way that made his skin crawl. "Yes, im calling about an ad you put out in the newspaper, one dealing with paranormal investigations?" he had replied almost instantly. He listened intensely as the man on the other side let out a soft sigh.

"Oh, yes! Are you interested?" Aziraphale had replied cheerily. Perhaps he really wouldnt have to find a way to put an ad out online!

Crowley had replied with a noise of affirmation. "Mn, yes, i believe i am." he answers the man's soft spoken question.

Aziraphale beams at the response. "Wonderful! Shall we meet, then? To get to know each other and see if we would be good partners that is." he asks, tentatively. He had never thought of what to say or do if someone had indeed answered his ad, so he was at quiet the loss of if he was being impolite or too fast or anything of the sort.

Crowley makes another noise, this one of approval at the man's words. "Mm, that would be nice... Perhaps at the park, near the duck pond then?" He asks, knowing the park would be a good place to meet a stranger which he hopes would put the person he was talking to at ease with meeting him.

Aziraphale nods, even though the person on the phone could not see him. "Splendid, yes, that sounds lovely. What time works for you?" he asks.

Crowley makes a few noises in thought. "Any time i suppose, i'm not a busy person." he replies.

Aziraphale hums. "Does tomorrow afternoon sound okay then?" he asks, once more tentatively.

Crowley nods, not saying anything else until he hears the man on the other side of the phone repeat the question. Then he realizes, being on the phone and all he probably needs to vocally respond. "ngk, yes, that is okay. Until then, have a good day." he says hastily, trying to get off the phone quickly to get over the embarrassment form him nodding.

Aziraphale chuckles softly. "Yes, good day to you too." He says before hanging up and placing the phone back. He sighs before a smile overcomes his feature. "How lucky! Just as i was thinking of taking it down does someone respond! All according to her plan i must assume!" he says cheerily before going back to what he was doing before the call.

Crowley hangs up quickly before sighing in relief. Fuck, he was never good with phone calls... At least now he might actually have found a partner. Well, he'd have to see tomorrow. It all depends on many factors regarding the other person. He only hopes it works out, he would hate it if he had to search to find someone else, having to work more than he has too was never something he enjoyed.

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