When he reaches the top of the steps, he finds that the door is locked from the inside and covered in symbols - warded against angels. He growls aloud and kicks in the door with one swift kick that shatters wood and breaks the wards.
Inside, three men startle to their feet, visibly frightened by the appearance of an angel in their midst. Without hesitation, he strides towards them and lifts his hands to two of their faces. Light explodes out of their eyes and mouths as he burns the demons out of the human bodies. As their bodies crumple to the floor, unconscious, he turns around. The third man is standing with black smoke billowing out of his mouth, the demon attempting escape before Gabriel can kill him as well.
He lifts his hand up as he bridges the distance between himself and the cloud, forcing it back into the man's body. A harsh, horrible noise emanates from the man's throat. Gabriel is smooth, efficient. Still a soldier. Soon enough, this demon is killed in the same manner as the previous two.
The job isn't finished. He goes back to the first two men and kneels gently down next to them. He wakes up the first man with a touch to his forehead. Immediately, the man startles and shuffles back on his elbows, eyes wide. Garbled Latin falls from his mouth, pleading that he didn't mean for things to get so out of control. These are lies, Gabriel knows. Gabriel pins him in place with a glance and hefts up the man beside him. These other two men, now that there are no demons in their bodies, are innocent. These men he wakes up and watches as they run away from the horror of this scene and into the horror outside.
The man still sprawled on the floor continues to beg for mercy, but Gabriel doesn't care to offer him any. This man invited Pestilence into the city, this man allowed the destruction of human lives for the sake of personal gain. It doesn't matter that he is human himself. Nothing could excuse the needless death of so many. Gabriel's wings sweep across the room as he turns to go, and the man starts sobbing, saying thank you, thank you, angel, thank you.
As he passes the doorway, he raises a hand and snaps his fingers. The sobbing man bursts suddenly into flame, screaming as he is consumed by holy fire.
(He stands watching as Sodom burns and doesn't know whether to feel horrified or relieved.)
He stands on the top step for just a moment before walking back down into the city. He feels vindicated in his service to God, but the punishment has come too late, there has already been so much destruction and death. He shakes his head of the thought. He was sent when he was truly needed. This is what had to happen.
Gabriel's gaze finally falls on the TARDIS. "You should be helping the people of the city." It's barely a glance, and then he's already leaving again.
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Inside, three men startle to their feet, visibly frightened by the appearance of an angel in their midst. Without hesitation, he strides towards them and lifts his hands to two of their faces. Light explodes out of their eyes and mouths as he burns the demons out of the human bodies. As their bodies crumple to the floor, unconscious, he turns around. The third man is standing with black smoke billowing out of his mouth, the demon attempting escape before Gabriel can kill him as well.
He lifts his hand up as he bridges the distance between himself and the cloud, forcing it back into the man's body. A harsh, horrible noise emanates from the man's throat. Gabriel is smooth, efficient. Still a soldier. Soon enough, this demon is killed in the same manner as the previous two.
The job isn't finished. He goes back to the first two men and kneels gently down next to them. He wakes up the first man with a touch to his forehead. Immediately, the man startles and shuffles back on his elbows, eyes wide. Garbled Latin falls from his mouth, pleading that he didn't mean for things to get so out of control. These are lies, Gabriel knows. Gabriel pins him in place with a glance and hefts up the man beside him. These other two men, now that there are no demons in their bodies, are innocent. These men he wakes up and watches as they run away from the horror of this scene and into the horror outside.
The man still sprawled on the floor continues to beg for mercy, but Gabriel doesn't care to offer him any. This man invited Pestilence into the city, this man allowed the destruction of human lives for the sake of personal gain. It doesn't matter that he is human himself. Nothing could excuse the needless death of so many. Gabriel's wings sweep across the room as he turns to go, and the man starts sobbing, saying thank you, thank you, angel, thank you.
As he passes the doorway, he raises a hand and snaps his fingers. The sobbing man bursts suddenly into flame, screaming as he is consumed by holy fire.
(He stands watching as Sodom burns and doesn't know whether to feel horrified or relieved.)
He stands on the top step for just a moment before walking back down into the city. He feels vindicated in his service to God, but the punishment has come too late, there has already been so much destruction and death. He shakes his head of the thought. He was sent when he was truly needed. This is what had to happen.
Gabriel's gaze finally falls on the TARDIS. "You should be helping the people of the city." It's barely a glance, and then he's already leaving again.