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TCOL : Eden : Children In Eden Pt.3

“You are seriously scary, doll face.” Brig laughed and helped Karla to her feet while he watched Kaneko lick blood from her hands. She had massacred dozens of angels while they searched for her sister, only stopping when the winds forced them to slow their pace. “I guess the hubby needed sugar and spice.”

“Nyaa.” Kaneko giggled. “Karla smashed a guys face once.”

“Don’t tell people that, Kaneko.” Karla scolded. “I didn’t mean to.”

“Wow.” Brig shook his head and looked over their options. Slim tunnels cut through the otherwise impassable winds. “So which way.”

“Oww.” Karla rubbed her arm where something struck her and looked for an assailant.

“Who’s there?” Kaneko growled when she heard what sounded like sighing. “Kyaa! Come out and play with Kaneko!”

“What the shit…” Brig felt a nudging at his foot and crouched to inspect what seemed like nothing but a pile of stones. Cid and Tali started flapping wildly on his back when the pebbles moved around his fingers. “Settle down, you two.”

“It’s a spirit.” Demise offered as she fluttered down to his hand. “Came to help out?”

The stones jittered and a path formed through one of the tunnels. Large stepping stones at the entrance to guide them and smaller ahead.

“So we go that way?” Karla leaned close.

“Yes, girl.” The air sighed. “She will guide you.”

“Where is Kaneko’s sister?” Kaneko growled at the more talkative wind. “Kaneko is not following the rocks until she finds Neka.”

“Kagami’s other kitten seems to be in good hands.” The wind laughed. “Hurry along and you’ll see them both.”

“Quiet rocks and talking windstorms.” Brig shook his head and gave the stones under his fingers a gentle pat before he stood. “Lead the way, doll… uh… yea.”

“You okay?” Demise crawled up his sleeve. “You handled that pretty well. Outside of talking too much and embarrassing yourself. ”

“Thanks, doll face.” Brig followed close behind Eidolon’s brides afraid that they would be followed. Cid and Tali had proven themselves useful for defense and made spectacular lookouts, so he preferred to keep his eyes forward while they watched everywhere else. Demise was also lending a hand when needed and Brig realized more and more how far removed he was in potential from the company he kept. “I just felt like I could trust it… her.”

As they walked the stones behind them vanished and the tunnel closed behind them. More stones appeared to lead them and the violent storm opened a path to let them pass unscathed. Brig felt it when he touched the stones. The cool surface that emanated an indescribable warmth. A feeling deeper than words, like the blissful moments of silence being held in a compassionate embrace. The spirit had given no words but it asked to be trusted and offered protection. Brig accepted.

“There are so many now.” Karla hugged Kaneko’s arms as she watched uncountable angels trying to fight against the winds only to be knocked violently back into the garden. “How can they beat so many?”

“Trust Master Eidolon.” Kaneko purred. “He squishes even better than Kaneko.”

“Besides.” Samael stepped into their path as he interrupted. “He will have help.”

“Kaneko.” Shiroi’s eyes welled at the sight of her still alive and well. “You’re okay.”

“Hmmph.” Karla sneered.

“Kaneko is always okay.” Kaneko just walked ahead with Karla to avoid screaming. “Are you coming, Brig?”

“Welak Isa, nepu.” Samael took Shiroi’s face in his hands and gave her a quick kiss before he pushed away the coming tears. “De danbol sesa zan ba sekni zekusi’tach.”

“Kono.” Shiroi tried to look away.

“Hak ‘kono’.” Samael held a finger in front of her. “Nepu. Baat.”

“Tek, Kaleka Samael.” Shiroi inhaled deeply and kissed his finger just before he darted away shouting.

“Sekni jer.” Samael narrowly snatched Eidolons brides out of harms way as attacking angels broke through protective winds and went for what they assumed were the weakest targets. Instead they met with a crushing blow from Samael’s tail and his blade relieved them of their heads.

“Let go.” Karla slapped at Samael’s arm.

“You are so very welcome.” Samael sat the girls to their feet.

“Maybe if you spoke in Tsuri you wouldn’t have had to grab them.” Brig pushed past Samael to check on Kaneko and Karla. Angry that he could do nothing to protect them. “Of course you get off on touching other people’s things.”

“Do you truly want to stir things up again, boy?” Samael offered his arm to Shiroi before resuming their hike. “It’s been a while since your last visit and I’m certain I have a nice box to keep you in when I’m otherwise occupied.”

“Leave it alone.” Eternity advised as she saw Brig’s temper flare at the sound of Shiroi’s laughter. She was surprised to see it was Kaneko that drew her blades first. “Both of you. If our guide will let them keep a bit of distance between us…”

“Gathering you all together is entertaining.” The wind giggled as it strengthened its protection. “And I apologize for that momentary lapse. This is somewhat of a new trick, but no more will get through.”

“How far are we going?” Brig pulled the hair over his face as he wiped his eyes.

“Nearly there.” Samael called back to them. He could smell the air ahead of them opening up into Eden. He could smell Gabriel. He could hear the wailing of hundreds of angels. “I do hope you’ve saved your strength, children.”

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TCOL : Eden : Children In Eden Pt.2

Raziel guided his puppets through the sudden storm, following the unnerving laughter of a trickling stream that had appeared suddenly and sweetly demanded they follow. In the surrounding winds the howls of a growing army of choirs could be heard and Raziel’s own worry for Brig was echoed in the minds of the loves still at his side.

“Come, quickly.” The stream that hurried in front of them demanded. It’s flow disappearing behind them making it appear more like a snake than a body of water. “Hurry, hurry.”

“Raziel, I’m scared.” Shana shuddered as she spoke. The others seemed so calm to her, but it was taking everything she had to focus on keeping pace with them instead of bursting into tears. “Where is Brig?”

“You’ll all be together soon.” The water answered sweetly. “Don’t be frightened. We are here to help.”

“Help?” Raziel answered coldly. ”Time has changed you.”

“What happened!?” Shana ran ahead when she saw another path converging with theirs and Presia carrying Nei in her arms. “Is he going to be okay?”

“His heart was pierced.” Presia answered quietly as she continued to follow a flame that flickered wildly in front of them. “He is weak, but I am hopeful. My Lord Frost is not one to give up easily.”

“He was defending me.” Bishop looked away ashamed as he carried Neka. “Those damn things came after Neka.”

“Have you seen Brig?” Shana interrupted. “He went looking for Neka.”

“Neka is sorry.” She turned to Shana with sad eyes and quivering lip unsure of how to deal with feeling of guilt and remorse. She stiffened up and bunched her fingers into fists in Bishops shirt. “Neka will ask Daddy to make it better.”

“She is just a kid.” Bishop fumbled over the apology. “She, I didn’t mean for this to happen… I got lost… We would have…”

“We haven’t seen him.” Farren laid his hand on the nervous vampire’s head and simplified the answer for Bishop. “She ran off and he followed. I’m sorry it led to the rest of you getting separated.”

“Where are these weird things taking us?” Van demanded impatiently.

“To Lucifer.” Raziel eyed the flame and the water that now moved serenely below it. “Though, I’m curious as to why.”

“Well, detour for me and the pretty lady.” The flame danced aside opening clearing where the residents of Golod had just stopped a moment to rest. “You can handle these stragglers.”

“Hey.” Asura sighed and approached the edge of a large glassy pond where strange critters frolicked. “The rock just said we could rest.”

“Where did that thing go?” Bezer looked around for their quiet guide. “Did you kick it Azazel?”

“No.” Azazel laughed and snatched Asura up before she could lean over and stroke one of the critters. “Come on. Break time is over.”

“It’s best not to pet the Vicern.” The water warned. “Tricky little cuties.”

 Nikolai took one last look at the creatures. Like white otters with the black spines of porcupines. He could not begin to imagine what horrible poison tipped those quills and the thought of Asura so nearly finding out first hand made him feel ill. He took Bezer’s hand to quietly comfort himself and followed after the others, stopping a moment to give a nod of compassion to Presia as she stayed behind with her flickering guide.

They’ll be okay.” The water spoke again once they were on their way. “I just know it.

“These guides…” Nikolai looked to Raziel for answers. “Angels? Demons?”

“Neither.” Raziel was uneasy explaining the nature of their host while their current situation relied so heavily on them, but there was no harm in a few simple truths. “We gave them no real name. They could be called manipulators, elementals, djinn.”

“Ooo, Djinn.” The water laughed. “I like that one. Sounds fancy.”

“Use it.” Raziel responded emotionlessly to acknowledge her remark before he continued. “They are, to my understanding, the most powerful magic locked away in Eden.”

“A puddle and a rock?” Azazel laughed until he was suddenly hit by a wall of water that knocked Asura from his arms and held him against the wall of wind where he struggled not to inhale the force of the torrent.

“Enough.” Nikolai helped Asura to her feet and attempted to keep his temper. “Humor is Azazel’s way. He meant nothing by it.”

“Gotcha.” Bezer caught her brother as the wave subsided and let him choke out the attack over her shoulder. As she stroked his back she winked over to Asura to let her know he was okay. “Just be glad we weren’t still with the rock, stupid.”

“Fuck off, Bezer.” Azazel pushed away and shook his hair dry. ”Let’s just keep going.”

“What about Brig?” Shana took Raziel’s hand. “Aren’t you worried?”

“I am, puppet.” Raziel squeezed her fingers. “I think we are all being led to the same destination. We will see him soon.”

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TCOL : Eden : Children in Eden Pt.1

“This Garden may as well be dead.” Sanguine sighed as she kept herself comfy in Maefyl’s shirt collar and watched him slay countless angels. She would occasionally have to wipe the blood from her face and lick her hands as he splattered her with his efforts to rid Hell’s newest Garden of pests. “There is nothing here but these stupid Choirs.”

“I don’t think that’s true, Sany.” Maefyl felt the pulse of newly claimed souls and blood running through him and the power he had been struggling to control was weaving itself into chaos that had always been his. He felt the sting of it penetrating every muscle, the tickle of it running along his skin as if it was breathing the air around him and strengthening him and itself. “And neither do you.”

“No.” Sanguine giggled. “I smell it, too. So many spells to conceal things, so many secrets, and Lucifer hasn’t been very forthcoming with everyone. He’s been here.”

“Yes.” Maefyl grinned. “And he knew damn well Zakesalek would know it the second they got here. So why not just say so?”

“Because he is up to something as usual.” Samael ripped apart the angels between him and Maefyl and stopped in front of him. “I need assurance from you, fetnakalu.”

“Pretty sure we’re even.” Maefyl spit at Samael’s feet and stared past him at Azrael pleading with Shiroi. “Get her out of here.”

“Listen to me.” Samael grabbed Maefyl by his coat and laid a hand on his chest as he calmed himself. “I am not asking you any personal favors and I am not here to agitate you with Welak Isa. This is important. IsaAnku does not want the seals broken.”

“Since when do you care what anyone else wants?” Maefyl laughed.

“Deseka kosh IsaAnku.” Azrael pouted.

“I’m not listening to this shit.” Maefyl pulled his coat away. “Go bother someone else.”

“Maefyl, please just listen to them.” Shiroi whined at him. “They are trying to help.”

“Welak Isa!” Samael scolded her sternly and she shied away. “Danbol seldak na ken.”

“Maefyl…” Azrael stepped closer with Shiroi hiding at his back. “Sek danbol truk de. Shent sek truk det fersupani?”

“I don’t want to see any more of your past Azrael.” Maefyl saw enough sincerity in the offer to spare a moment and listen. “Just say what you need to and go.”

“Don’t let your temper get the better of you here.” Samael took over the explanation. “Everything you see now it only the door to Eden. The gates that IsaAnku mentioned. We sealed away powerful manipulators of elements. Over time those barriers seem to have been eaten away. It would take little more than stray magic and our blood to trigger the deterioration.”

“You’re asking me not to pick any fights?” Maefyl laughed and walked off. “Just stay the fuck away from me. Problem solved.”

“It’s not me you always fight with.” Samael sighed as he watched Maefyl’s back. “Welak Isa, stay with me. Fervas ken, kosha.”

“Tek.” Azrael kissed Samael before he followed quietly after Maefyl to watch over him.

“I thought you hated him.” Shiroi pouted.

“Don’t question me, Shiroi.” Samael held her tightly and shifted quickly through parts of Eden they had covered to deal with stray angels.

“Go with them, Azrael.” Maefyl insisted as he pressed on. “I don’t want company.”

“Hak.” Azrael pressed onward with him quietly. They dispatched the angels they came across quickly, exchanging smirks over their skills and moving onward without much chatter until they heard something out of place. “Kalu?”

“Quiet.” Maefyl hushed Azrael. “And stay here.”

Azrael nodded and Maefyl went off after the sound of whispers. The soft voice of a child, a girl. He followed it to a rocky crevice that he squeezed his way through until into a quiet spring. Across the water having a conversation with no one was a young demoness that was undoubtedly Farren’s child. She shared his blonde hair with its striking red streaks.

“Lucky!” Sanguine whispered. “Just don’t scare her off.”

“You must be Farren’s kid.” Maefyl sighed and sat on the ground hoping to make it clear he didn’t have any intentions of coming after her.

“Who are you?” Evadia jumped to her feet holding a stick in front of her feeling slightly foolish. She would have run if it weren’t for the mention of her father. “You aren’t like the other ones.”

“The angels?” Maefyl laughed. “Because I’m not one. We are here killing those fucks.”

“Maefyl!” Sanguine scolded as she fluttered out and kicked his nose. “Don’t curse. She’s a kid.”

“Whatever.” Maefyl winked and patted his shoulder before he looked back to Evadia who had lowered her guard. “Also here to rescue you if you’re interested.”

“You know my Daddy?” Evadia tapped the ground with her stick. “Can I trust you?”

“That’s a tough question to answer.” Maefyl sighed. “A terrible person is going to say yes because they want to lure you in. I could say yes, but then I might be disappointed if you trust me too easily. Or pissed off that you don’t and you’re making things difficult when I’m tying to help. But what I’m going to do is be honest with you.”

“Okay.” Evadia waited.

“My friends and family are here on unpleasant business.” Maefyl began and hoped it was the right decision. “Your mother, Sachiel… She has done terrible things and hurt a lot of people. We came to kill her and save you.”

“Why save me?” Evadia had wanted to escape and had no love for Sachiel so the news didn’t really cause her much distress, but there wasn’t much logic in rescuing a child no one had ever met. “If she is terrible, I might be.”

“Farren begged us to.” Maefyl shrugged.

“That’s it?” Evadia sighed. “You said you were going to be honest.”

“Cheeky kid.” Maefyl laughed and jumped to his feet. “Okay, I have another reason to want you safe. When I wandered in you were talking to someone. If I can guess his name, will you let me take you somewhere safe?”

“My ghost?” Evadia considered the offer with a shiver as she heard the sounds of fighting in the distance. While she thought over her options she noticed another uninvited guest creeping into her hiding spot. Tall and pale. No, not pale. White. Evadia covered her gasp with her fingers. “A tail!”

“Besek saba har?” Azrael sighed and rested his hand on Maefyl’s head. “Labelsi.”

“Of course she is small, you idiot.” Maefyl sighed in frustration. “She’s a child. I told you to wait.”

“Demon!” Iesu shouted and scowled at them. “I knew I recognized you.”

“Calm down.” Maefyl stood slowly. “Iesu, please. We are here to help.”

“You stood by the Fallen and asked me to betray my Father!” Iesu screamed and clutched the stick in Evadia’s small hands. “Now you stand with another of Hell’s loyal.”

“Bet talish vodosel’tach.” Azrael laughed. “Sek sesa ise vodo wavala, fetnalkalu.”

“You aren’t helping.” Maefyl muttered before stepped slowly toward the child unfortunate enough to carry Iesu’s soul. He had failed to save him once and now there was another life in the balance. “Let me take the girl somewhere safe, Iesu.”

“Safe? With you?” Iesu swung the branch at Maefyl when he was close enough and ran past him only to end up caught in Azrael’s arm. “Let go of me, Demon!”

“Ha sankul sek.” Azrael nodded toward Maefyl’s hand as the shrieking became more feminine and child like. Panic seemed to send Iesu back into hiding in Evadia’s mind.

“It’s just a scratch.” Maefyl dropped the branch and shook the blood from the wound that had already healed. As the droplets hit the ground he watched Azrael’s silver eyes grow wide and heard the winds that tore through Eden laughing as the Garden woke.

Finally…” The wind spoke as it hurried over the trembling landscape of a realm expanding within Hell. “Welcome to Eden…”

 “Maefyl, I think we should find everybody else.” Sanguine tugged his hair hopefully. “This doesn’t seem like a good thing.”

“Ench har.” Azrael shoved Evadia into Maefyl’s arms excitedly. “Sek drakubi Eden. De sesa na kaka Samael.”

“Let go!” Evadia squirmed. “What’s going on?”

“I’ll let you go as soon as you’re safe.” Maefyl spread his wings and shielded her from the winds as squeezed close. “Your ghost doesn’t trust me, I need you to.”

“Uhm, Maefyl?” Sanguine tugged his hair and pointed him toward a path through the winds. A narrow path that cut through the sudden storm that seemed to hum and wait for them. “I think you are being challenged to a little blind faith, too.”

“Wait here.” Maefyl sat Evadia to her feet before he stepped into the vortex.

Interesting. No worry for yourself…Only the girl. You are a noble sort, that is comforting.” The wind whispered. “Hurry now. All of you.”

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