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Waking : Fables : Talon Pt.1

“You borrow my Third and returned him broken.” Talon voiced his displeasure with Lucifer without hesitation when he arrived. “I do hope you intend to compensate for this loss.”

 “He will likely recover.” Lucifer assured him. “He was given the gift of the Vicern.”

 “Vicern?” Talon was suddenly puzzled as he was intrigued. “That would mean he was in Eden.”

 “Yes.” Lucifer grinned. “It also means that he has survived thus far. Give him time. Nei will recover.”

 “Answers then.” Talon insisted as he stood. “What was so important that I had to risk the twerp to begin with? And what is lurking in my city? They claimed to be friends of Frost.”

 “Let both matters go, Talon.” Lucifer stepped to the desk and leaned onto his fingertips. “Nei can share with you his tales of heroism when he wakes if he so chooses. As far as what lurks in your streets, it is harmless for now. Likely waiting on Nei’s recovery as you are and will move on once he wakes. Go entertain yourself with something else.”

 “And what would you suggest?” Talon scoffed. “I have only this office to keep me busy.”

 “Aren’t you the source of some local folk tales?” Lucifer laughed. “Go stir something up.”

 “With no reprimand?” Talon grinned.

 “You know which lines not to cross.” Lucifer nodded. “Now don’t bother me again over Nei. Presia will take care of him.”

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TCOL : Epilogue : Beneath

As soon as Maefyl arrived Lucifer sat aside his journal and smiled warmly. The company was expected and he was genuinely surprised his son had the patience to wait this long, further surprised when the arrival was not accompanied by shouting. Maefyl simply took a seat across from him and quietly finished his cigarette.

“I’ve sent everyone off.” Lucifer leaned forward to grab his tea and gave a soft laugh. “Go on and ask.”

“You didn’t move an entire realm for sake of nostalgia.” Despite the accusation present in his tone Maefyl answered calmly, reminding himself that his temper would only serve to make things difficult. “So what was worth hiding?”

“Protecting.” Lucifer corrected with his usual charm and a mischievous grin. “You make it seem so criminal.”

“You specialize in the criminal.” Sanguine muttered.

“Send her home Maefyl.” Lucifer stood and approached them solemnly. “I will share this only with you.”

“Sany…” Maefyl struggled with the decision. The idea of sending her off was not one he ever enjoyed and rarely even considered unless it was for her own well being.

“I’ll make you a deal.” Sanguine huffed impatiently seeing the impossible situation as a possible opportunity. “I’ll let you wander off on your own if you promise not to get into any trouble…”

“Thank you.” Maefyl whispered his gratitude. He remained as always in complete awe of her ability to see through his pain in any dilemma and do everything in her power to take some of it away.

“I wasn’t finished.” Sanguine stomped her feet angrily on his shoulder before she continued, her tiny voice cracking with emotion. “AND when you are finished here we are going to have our talk. You have been blowing me off long enough.”

“Deal.” Maefyl laughed as Sany tugged at his hair. He was starting to dread this conversation she was so insistent on having, but he imagined he was long over due for a lecture about how he had been ignoring her through all the distractions lately. “It’s a promise, Sany.”

“And you.” Sanguine fluttered up to Lucifer’s face and pouted. “Don’t make him break that promise.”

“He will be back to bother you shortly.” Lucifer smiled and waited for her hesitant departure.

“Satisfied?” Maefyl snapped at Lucifer and kicked over the neatly set table. The heartbreak evident in Sanguine’s goodbye was enough to make him lose control of the temper he’d been keeping well in check until now. “Now just spill it.”

“Come along then.” Lucifer righted the table with magic as he led Maefyl from the room. A few silent descents through the labyrinth and he opened the way into Eden; only then did he start to explain. “I want you to understand before I show you this that it has been for the good of everyone that I have kept this secret. I am entrusting it to you in hopes that you will embrace that fact.”

“I rarely agree with your idea of what is best for everyone.” Maefyl scoffed. “And your secrets have a tendency to cause an awful lot of trouble.”

“Then consider this.” Lucifer stopped over the great seal in a newly restored courtyard and faced his doubting son. “What I will show you could destroy everything.”

“Why is it never easy with you, Lucy?” Maefyl sighed. “Just once I would like to be wrong about you and…”

“That would be terribly boring.” Lucifer laughed and the seal beneath his feet glowed in a myriad of brilliant shades, pulsing brightly and growing in intensity until the light seemed to envelop them only to deposit them seconds later in darkness. “I should have probably warned you to close your eyes a moment.”

“Fuck you.” Maefyl took a moment to let his eyes adjust but it was not just the shock of the light that needed to be adjusted to. The cavern they had moved into had an atmosphere so tremendously powerful it could have crushed mortals to dust. He could taste the magic in every breath, giving a further sense of dread to the ominous setting. The cavern was like a jagged black wound in Eden, carved deep into its core and hidden away like a secret shame. The only light emanated from a strange moss covering the slick black walls, the pale greenish hue making the enormous cavern seem nearly sickly. “It reeks of magic in here.”

“This way.” Lucifer pressed onward. “The magic here is both necessary and inevitable. There are few that could even walk this hall without my protection.”

“It’s like standing in the chaos.” Maefyl noted as he walked. Speaking the fact aloud as much to keep the conversation open as to keep himself centered. The magic here clung to him and he was focusing on every detail that could help him keep control of the different flows of energy pouring into him. “How did no one notice this right under their feet?”

“The magic conceals itself.” Lucifer touched a wall in front of him and the cavern seemed to shift. “Some things seem to understand they should not be found.”

“Could you skip the theatrics?” Maefyl forced himself to grin as the air grew thicker and his head throbbed like he was hearing a million thoughts, but there were no voices here. Maefyl followed Lucifer down another twisting vein of the cavern he was certain hadn’t been there before.

“There is just one more thing you should know.” Lucifer paused suddenly.

“What is that?” Maefyl sighed impatiently.

“That I love you.” Lucifer didn’t wait for a response. The slight flush of his sons face was reward enough as he passed and touched the wall behind him. As he pressed his fingers to it the wall vanished and opened into a chamber he lovingly referred to as the Vault. He entered and beckoned Maefyl to follow. “Voldrakena Maefyl.”

“What the fuck…” Maefyl’s head was spinning. Inside the chamber were several crystal like cells held at floor in ceiling in black stone. Each of them glistening with the same dense dew that covered every surface of the room, magic so thick in the air it had condensed. The cavern was wet with it. He had only been inside for a moment and already felt it collecting on his skin, but the atmosphere so like the sea of chaos was far less disturbing the crystal cells that he stepped towards. Inside in a liquid like suspension which he could only imagine to be a more potent concoction of the magic assaulting him now were stunning creatures. As he moved closer to inspect the multi-winged mysteries he noticed the slightest hint of movement, of breathing and gasped in horror. “They are alive?”

“Of course.” Lucifer turned and stroked one of the tanks.

“What are they?” Maefyl tried to ignore his father’s grin and looked up at one of the sleeping giants. Partially concealed by their own wings folded around them, but visible enough to see that each of them was perfection. Nearly eight feet at the tallest and each with two sets of wings, save for one who had been blessed with the third set. Long, slender limbs and tails complimented each of their uniquely detailed complexions and Maefyl quickly began to realize as he admired their divinity that he knew each and every one of the seven peacefully sleeping secrets. He looked at his father sadly. “What have you done?”

“I did as you asked and showed you what was worth protecting.” Lucifer grinned at him and leaned against the tank the held his own double before he ran his fingers over a series of claw marks that marred the otherwise perfect view. “I wasn’t quite finished though. Should I continue?”

“I should kill you where you stand.” Maefyl glared at him.

“But you wont.” Lucifer tapped on the cell and the sleeping creature opened its wings enough to reveal another of it’s kind held tightly in its arms. “This one was a bit of a surprise. A pleasant one. But a surprise none the less.”

Maefyl looked up at the cell, the inside had been badly clawed but whatever tension had caused the attempts to escape seemed to be, for the moment at least, put at ease. In the arms of Lucifer’s divine double was a younger sleeping giant who bared a remarkable resemblance to him.

“No.” Maefyl stumbled backwards and slipped on the wet floor landing on his back. He stayed there staring at the ceiling and denying to himself what he had seen until Lucifer came to stand over him shaking his head. “I want answers.”

“And I’ll give them to you.” Lucifer chuckled. “But do be more careful. If you injure yourself in here, Sanguine will surely blame me.”

“What are they?” Maefyl closed his eyes and tried to forget that part of him might be floating a few feet away.

“Secrets.” Lucifer laughed. “And if want more than that out of me I need to know this is staying between us.”

“I don’t keep anything from Gabriel.” Maefyl sat up and sneered at his father.

“You will keep this.” Lucifer kicked him across the face. Maefyl hit the far wall of the cavern hard and was starting to get to his feet in a defensive manner but Lucifer ended the bravery with a swift approach and a knee to his gut leaving him again on the floor. “Or I will have to break my promise to Sanguine. Now, I’m going to trust you and send you home to Gabby. Once you’ve had time to cool off we can discuss this further.”

“That thing…” Maefyl used the slick wall to steady himself as he got to his feet. He was aching but the blows were not meant to hurt him only to make a point and Maefyl was far more focused on this room of secrets than the pain of suffering his father’s discipline. He managed to keep the tears burning his eyes from falling as he passed the sleeping creature that bore the face of his beloved and strode up to the clawed cell once more. “Lucy, is that thing…”

“You?” Lucifer squeezed Maefyl’s shoulder and rested his hand on the smooth wet surface in front of them. As he did the creature inside retracted its wings and kneeled in the tank in front of them, bringing its child into better view. As Maefyl started to weep the divinity touched the glass in front of him and Lucifer smiled. “A part of you. As much as that is a part of me. I want you to rest. We can discuss this anytime you wish. I will not lie to you, but you can not share this. Not yet.”

“I hate you.” Maefyl pulled himself to Lucifer’s chest as he slid to the ground in tears.

“I love you as well.” Lucifer held his son in an embrace of comfort and gave a nod to the god that looked on wanting to do the same. “More than I will ever be able to explain.”

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TCOL : BTG : The Problem With Promises

“What bargain did you make, Lucy?” Gabriel had been concerned about involving these ‘friends’ to begin with but with Sachiel now disposed it seemed his concerns were once again well founded. The barriers over Eden were still in place, meaning Lucifer was still protecting his realm from potential danger. Moreover he had closed them in tighter and now Gabriel wondered if it was just for the sake of cornering Sachiel.

“Freedom.” Ifre explained plainly. “We help you and he opens the door.”

“Free roam of Tsuriai.” Li’da added. “We have now done our part.”

“Hak! Hak! Hak!” Azrael shook his head and grabbed Samael by his wrist. “Danbol kabak besek na baknit, kosha.”

“I don’t wish to be the one to start another war.” Samael chuckled as he laid his fingers over Azrael’s in comfort. “But have you gone entirely mad Lucifer? The destruction any one of them are capable of…”

“My bargain was with Lucifer.” Ria smiled as he interrupted the smug protest of the Wyrms and stepped closer to the Dark Lord of Tsuriai. “Not his Council. I would not want this to become unfriendly.”

“Ria.” Eidolon entered the conversation carefully. He had wished to avoid it entirely, but if the scales were going to tip he preferred they tip in a reasonably harmless way. “I doubt any one of us would ever deny you freedom; we simply wish to protect what is dear to us.”

Yet with no remorse you locked us away for how long?” Ifre sneered back at him. “Fuck what is dear to you.”

“Settle down, Ifre.” Twaer sadly approached and tried to be the voice of reason for their side. Like Eidolon she preferred a more peaceful approach. If they were going to leave Eden she would rather do so without having to spend the rest of eternity staring over their shoulders. She looked to Eidolon and gave a clearer answer. “What he means is that you’ve all had the chance to find things that are dear to you. We want that chance.”

“Out of the question.” Samael clenched his teeth as he spoke. “You are dangerous. All of you. You care for nothing. Bow to no one.”

“Coming from you that’s beyond ridiculous.” Asura shook her head at him. “You can’t just lock someone away for fear of what they might do. They deserve a chance.”

“It’s no longer a matter of what we deserve, child.” Ria interrupted sternly. “We were made a promise.”

“I have every intention of rewarding you all you have done.” Lucifer smiled at Ria unblinking. “I told you from the beginning that there would be resistance to your request. I have not yet denied it. I just have other promises to consider. Promises I’ve made to each of them.”

“What you should consider is their fragile nature.” Ifre scoffed and walked off quickly creating a path of flames behind him that started to create separation in the group.

“Don’t threaten me.” Lucifer laughed. “I may forget whose side I am on.”

“There should be no side to choose.” Li’da listened to the whimpers of panic as the weakest among Lucifer’s companions clutched to those close to them. “Honor your word.”

“What have you done?” Eidolon held Karla to him as she shook. Had she not been so in need of his comfort his fury would have pushed him to a more violent course.

“We deprived them of light.” Li’da’s child like voices nearly singing together as she waved a hand over the others weeping. “Taken their sight. For a start.”

“They are not in any pain as of yet.” Ria assured their angered hosts as he continued smiling at Lucifer. “Deny us much longer and they will be.”

“You dare threaten what is ours and ask freedom?” Eidolon stroked Karla’s hair and held Kaneko tightly around her waist. He watched as Nikolai extended leashes from the cubs collars to keep them close as they stood defensively beside their Master and Asura. Raziel stood expressionless with his pets quietly suffering at his feet; Galik dutifully checking each of them to ensure they were okay. Each ‘family’ was dealing with it. Even the usually hotheaded and quick to provocation were treading carefully. For that Eidolon was grateful. “It is this abuse of your strengths that makes us hesitant, Ria.”

“None of you have ever abused your power to get what you wanted?” Ifre scoffed. “Be thankful I didn’t just set your pretty friends ablaze.”

“That’s enough, all of you.” Twaer had stood by watching the companions of Zakesalek suffer patiently and couldn’t take it anymore. She shouted for an end to it. “Li’da, this is cruel. They are children.”

“We have not affected the children.” Li’da gestured toward Neka and Evadia as she giggled over the technicality. “Though our patience wears thin.”

“If you harm my child, freedom will be of no concern.” Kage hissed and shifted closer to Neka. She looked up at him sadly from Bishop’s lap where she had been wiping the tears from his sightless eyes.

“Bishop is broken, Daddy.” Neka sniffled and tugged on the shirt of her surprisingly patient pet. “Fix him for Neka.”

“Your toy will be fine.” Kage pet her hair and looked back at Lucifer. “If this is to be a Council vote, I suggest you release them. They can do no more harm than any of us ever have. I would prefer them as allies.”

“As would I.” Gabriel sighed. “There is no reason Tsuriai can not welcome all of you, but as we live by its laws…”

“Cram your laws.” Ifre laughed. “We aren’t looking to upset any kind of balance.”

“We don’t hold any grudge against Zakesalek.” Twaer added. “We just want to be free.”

“Does your release from Eden ensure freedom?” Raziel stepped away from his frightened puppets to confront the Djinn. “It was my understanding you were created to serve.”

“That worked out well.” Samael scoffed and pulled Azrael into his arms as he pouted over the sudden change of heart the Council seemed to be having. “They have no respect for the power that brought them to life.”

“Because they were not created to serve that power.” Presia answered softly as she looked after her wounded Master but her words found every ear and they turned to hear her explanation. She smiled up at Lucifer. “This is why you requested our attendance, is it not? To show them their path?”

“What more beautiful example could there be?” Lucifer grinned. “How is he?”

“Alive.” Presia rested her hand over Nei’s heart. “Thanks to Ifre.”

“She is like us.” Li’da looked to Ria for guidance and let her spell fall away from the young vampires. “But not like us.”

“Yes.” Ria smirked. “With a similar curse.”

“Nonsense.” Lucifer laughed. “Presia is entirely unique and not one of you was cursed. She and each of you were given a gift, a choice.”

“Choice?” Twaer crouched and looked at the relief of the Council’s treasures as they regained their sight.

“We were created to serve a master of our choosing.” Presia smiled as she explained their gift. “Without that bond we are forever incomplete.”

“You sneaky fuck!” Ifre shouted at Lucifer. “That’s why we only reach our potential paired with you.”

“It is also what makes our long years in Eden all the more cruel.” RIa dropped his eyes sadly. “We were wronged more than I realized.”

“Not entirely my decision.” Lucifer looked at his nails as if completely disinterested in the newly discovered pain of his Djinn. “I have also not left you entirely alone. Lets not be melodramatic, Ria. It is not as if any of you were in a cell. You had all of Eden. I visited frequently.”

“We’re supposed to what?” Ifre howled at him. “Start bowing out of gratitude? You promised us we could leave Eden and live as we pleased. Now we’re supposed to pick one of your friends to serve?”

“Have I once suggested you swear loyalty to anyone here?” Lucifer answered angrily and Eden shook beneath their feet. “My delay in your release has nothing to do with you. I have other troubled minds to consider and I won’t lift this veil until I am certain there will be no war over this.”

“So you do intend to put this to a vote?” Eidolon cringed at the thought. He feared the divide it could cause. “Lucifer, this bargain was yours, just honor it. Delaying this further is cruel, and Maefyl and Sanguine are still absent.”

“We also still have to discuss what’s to become of the girl.” Gabriel whispered to Lucifer. “I may regret this, but just give them their freedom.”

“It was your intention, my Lord.” Lilith quietly agreed as she squeezed close to Lucifer. “We can deal with the Wyrms discontent later.”

“So much for your Council.” Samael sneered at Lucifer. “When it should matter most, you will always just assume authority.”

“When it matters you are often no where to be found.” Maefyl seemed distracted as he arrived, but was well enough informed of the conversations to join them without hesitation. He paced through the gathering with an awkward confidence and gave Samael a wink before he continued. “But despite the hypocrisy, Samael has a point.”

“You suggest I risk them?” Lucifer pulled Maefyl by his shirt and gestured to their fragile loved ones. “Don’t be foolish, boy.”

“Don’t be modest, Dad.” Maefyl laughed and glanced fiercely back at Ria as he pulled away. “I’m merely suggesting we make it clear that we are on more equal footing than they seem to think.”

“You?” Ifre burst into a fit of laughter before breaking into several small fires and spreading at Ria’s feet. There was a crackle of laughter in the voice of the flames as they mocked him. “Zakesalek couldn’t control us, what can you do?”

“You pose no threat.” Li’da added as auras of white and black spread around her. She cast a glance at Ria and he became the wind and they resumed their vicious threats. The young vampires started to gasp for air and Li’da smiled cruelly at Maefyl. “You can not catch the wind, or hold a raging fire in your hands. You could never contain Twaer’s tides…”

“No! Stop this!” Twaer ran to Vikarr and Eliza and wept over the girl trembling in his arms. “I won’t be a part of this.”

“Maefyl…” Gabriel was relieved Asura had been spared the pain the others were in, but she was nearly in shock from the horror of it. Each of them under the spells of the Djinn convulsing, their skin dry and red as if they were burning from inside. They had been careful not to assault the direct family of Zakesalek, but these were still their friends. Still their loved ones. “I know you have a point to make, but at what cost? Enough of this.”

“Agreed.” Maefyl grinned and suddenly slammed his fist into the ground at his feet breaking through it until he could feel his fingers around the frightened throat. Threa screamed as he pulled her into proper form and he held her in front of him. “I can most definitely crush a stone. Care to test that?”

“Threa!” Ria released the others and hastily took form in front of Maefyl. He dropped to his knees and reached for Threa’s fingers. “Please. Give her to me.”

“You threaten my family again and I will destroy yours.” Maefyl tossed the trembling Djinn into Ria’s embrace before casually lighting a cigarette and returning to Gabriel for an embrace of his own.

“Understood.” Ria watched Maefyl in awe as he gentle comforted Threa. “We managed to over estimate our position.”

“Just remember that.” Lucifer sighed. Maefyl’s interference had not been at all planned, but it could not have been more effective. “You will need to settle eventually and inform the Council of where. In the meantime, have a look around and follow the rules.”

“You’re letting us go?” Ifre was certain their plans were finished when they stumbled upon a champion that could exploit their weaknesses. “Just like that?”

“That’s how he does everything.” Samael grumbled. “I want it known that I am opposed to this.”

“Noted.” Lucifer smiled wickedly before dropping the veil and permanently making Eden a part of his own realm. He walked to Ria and pulled him down by the hair for a final word. “One more thing before you go…”

“As you requested.” Ria answered softly. “Safely protected as always in the womb of Eden.”

“Enjoy Tsuriai.” Lucifer turned to the others and sighed as the Djinn left Eden. “I don’t imagine any of you are up for a picnic so I’ll see you in the Council hall.”

“I am taking my Lord Frost home to recover.” Presia wasted no time on unnecessary partings. They had played their part and she wanted to return to Drifa with Nei.

The others just waited quietly. Some still trying to take in the full scale of events that happened so quickly, others agitated by another of Lucifer’s quick Exits, some just relieved to be unscathed and with the ones the loved after a journey they had embarked on with no real certainty of either fact.One however had a sense of dread that deeply stained his relief and he could not stop his tears as he held Evadia in his arms for what he was certain would be the last time.

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TCOL : BTG : Motivation Pt.3

“Enough of this.” Lucifer grinned as his voice carried over Eden and he curled his fingers slowly into fists as he manipulated the chaos he had spread through the angelic soldiers trapping those that remained in painful bindings. As they screamed he laughed and decided to prolong their pain to make his point clear as he drew Sachiel out. “Ria!”

“My pleasure.” Ria coalesced beside him and smiled. The angels screams were silenced but they writhed in the clutches of the chaos that held them.

“What have you done to them?” Gabriel looked in disgust at the misused creatures twisted in pain.

“I was asked to make their last moments painful.” Ria smirked. “I have taken control of the air within them.”

“Stop this.” Gabriel insisted. “Just end their lives.”

“We’re not here to torture the pawns.” Eidolon agreed as he and Kaneko joined them. He laid his hand on Gabriel’s shoulder and squeezed gently. “You’ve given Ria and the others a chance to show off. They are impressive. Now let’s finish this.”

“I’ll decide how long they suffer.” Lucifer glared aside at them and gave no order for Ria to end the pain of Sachiel’s remaining forces. Agitated with the challenge to his decision he called Lilith and Kage to calm himself. Once his loves were beside him, Lucifer let his voice fill Eden. “Time to stop hiding, Sachiel. Your pathetic army was little more than a nuisance. You picked a poor refuge. There is no part of Eden that does not belong to me.”

“Soon there will be nothing in your command.” Sachiel’s voice echoed as dozens of visions of herself appeared. Scattered through the closed off corner of Eden, concealing herself while she looked for her chance to turn the tide. “I have raised a proper Heir to the Throne. A new God!”

“God?” Samael mocked her and took a place behind Lucifer with Azrael and Shiroi. “This is laughable display.”

“The stolen talents of the Ghost.” Eidolon agreed with a nod.

“Do not mock me, traitors.” Sachiel spoke through several of her ghosts. “My talents were given to me….”

“By Iejovah.” Vikarr interrupted giggling. “Yes, we got that part.”

“Given?” Raziel cocked his head as he stroked Galik’s back. “You mean taught. He merely told you of Lucifer’s skill and you tried to replicate it.”

“Poorly.” Kage ripped through one of the visions. It barely had enough substance to satisfy his urge to destroy it. “These are failures. Illusions. Worthless.”

“You have exhausted yourself.” Gabriel added hopelessly. He felt Maefyl’s rage as if it were his own and knew it would not be quelled without the satisfaction of Sachiel’s blood on his hands. “Don’t prolong this any further, you have lost.”

“You surprise me most of all.” Sachiel snapped at him. “Your betrayal was a poison that corrupted all of Heaven, but once you see his son on the Throne…”

“His son?” Maefyl laughed cruelly as he arrived. He gave Lucifer an agitated glance for his rush into a finale. “You mean Farren’s daughter? That poor girl that now has to carry the pain of someone else’s life because you want power? The only thing that poisoned Heaven was you.”

“Maefyl…” Gabriel stepped close to him but could only look at the ground sadly. He had found a very old truth. Without knowing Sachiel had survived it had seemed irrelevant, but it was just another secret between them that Gabriel shouldered the guilt for. “I should have told you.”

“It would not have mattered.” Lucifer interrupted coldly. He crushed the remaining angels under Sachiel’s control in an instant and made ghosts of his own. Hundreds of them smiling menacingly at Sachiel’s pathetic recreations. “And it does not matter now. You were nothing but a part time whore to a would-be god, Sachiel. A filthy secret. The damage you have done in the past is enough to warrant your destruction, but you could have lived out your pitiful existence. Instead you sought power you don’t deserve.”

“As if you deserve it?” Sachiel laughed in a dozen voices. “Not one of you are worthy.”

“We’ll see how long you can spout such nonsense when you have nothing left to hide behind.” Lucifer shrugged. Several of his ghosts laughing maniacally as others glared into the fear stricken faces of Sachiel’s illusions.

The spells protecting all of them had been closing in tighter and the small corner of Eden they were left with gave their prey no where to hide. The few remaining soldiers were screaming silently, choking on the air as they struggled in pain. Maefyl listened to Sachiel’s empty threats and his father’s laughter as he answered the challenge with an unnecessary display of power. In an instant the suffering angel’s were crushed sending a spray of what they once were into the air and splattering the others.

“Ugh.” Sanguine protested and wiped herself off on the shoulder of Maefyl’s coat. “What a mess.”

“I could have used more time.” Maefyl stepped in front of his father hoping to prolong the game and continue his search.

“You managed to secure the forgotten child.” Lucifer grinned at him coldly. “I was tired of waiting.”

“Fuck you, Lucy.” Maefyl shoved him backward into Kage winning a hiss of disapproval. “She is mine.”

“Settle yourself, Half-breed.” Kage warned him sternly.

“We still have the advantage.” Raziel wrapped his arm around Galik’s blood covered waist and offered his usual detached tone. “These forms of hers lack any real part of herself. Without the thoughts of hundreds of soldiers to hide behind…”

“Find her.” Lucifer grabbed Maefyl by his shirt and laughed. “And you can do whatever you want.”

“Bring the others here.” Raziel caught a hint of malice in the wind. Not enough to mention to the others and cause further worry, but it was concerning. Something that told him Sachiel would not be the last foe they faced in Eden. “We came to face this as one. We should be together.”

While Maefyl closed his eyes and focused, Lucifer did as Raziel suggested and brought them all together. A swell of confusion and relief swept over them as companions reunited. Maefyl could feel strange worries and tensions lying beneath each tender reunion. It was Gabriel’s arm around him and the warmth of him against his back that made him set it all aside and clear his mind enough to listen.

“You are outmatched, Sachiel.” Lucifer taunted her. He had been disgusted enough with the suffering she had caused, now she displayed nothing but cowardice. “Any one of my treasures here could easily best you.”

“You dare mock me, demon?!” Sachiel cried out in a dozen voices. “When Iesu takes the throne he will crush the likes of you.”

“You mean your delightful trump card?” Lucifer looked back at Evadia. The girl was sitting back against Farren, anxiety had shaken them both but they were content just to be together. Lucifer grinned as he answered Sachiel’s empty threat. “We seem to have removed that from your hand.”

As Sachiel screamed Maefyl caught the glimpse of her mind he needed; her outrage caused a momentary lapse in her spells and he saw everything. In an instant Maefyl was enveloped in a torrent of chaos and blinding light that knocked Gabriel away from him and he vanished. It was effortless. In the moment he could find her thoughts he could find her. The effort came in trying to quell his anger long enough to return to the others without ending the life of the screaming wretch in his clutches. Still covered in a mist of power that had the others looking on in various states of emotional turmoil, Maefyl had brought their prey to them on her knees. She screamed profanities as he held her still by her hair.

“That was disappointingly quick.” Azazel pouted and leaned against Nikolai. “Now what?”

“Yes, Maefyl.” Lucifer recalled his ghosts and stepped up to Maefyl. He crossed his arms and gave him a satisfied grin. “Now what? You were eager for the chance to destroy this wretch.”

“Farren!” Sachiel howled when she saw him holding Evadia. “You traitor! Bring her to me!”

“Never.” Farren held Evadia close in a protective embrace as he stood. “I was a fool to trust you. I won’t let her suffer for it.”

“Evadia.” Sachiel oozed a sweetness tainted by her panic as she called to the girl. “Come to me, girl.”

“No.” Evadia answered without hesitation. “I didn’t need anyone to tell me that you were bad, Mother. These strangers may be a whole new kind of trouble, but I choose them over you.”

“Weak.” Sachiel turned her rage on Farren. “It was a mistake to use you.”

“That’s enough.” Maefyl yanked back on Sachiel’s hair disrupting her balance and scraping her hands and knees on the ground as he looked past the others to make a request. “Kage, no one needs to see what I’m about to do.”

With a nod of approval from Lucifer, Kage did as he was asked and returned solemnly to a gathering that had a new sense of foreboding. Ria, Twaer, Ifre, and Li’da were standing stonefaced between those who had fought and some of those they had protected during the fray.

“Should we wait?” Asura asked purely out of a need to break the silence.

“We have waited long enough.” Ria smiled with a sense of cruel confidence. “We had a bargain, Lucifer.”

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TCOL : BTG : Motivation Pt.2

“Ifre!” Twaer slipped into her feminine form and landed on the back of a beast of flame. A puff of steam rising from her cool skin meeting with the heat of his. She tugged at his fiery hair and kissed her fingers before blowing the smooch toward him. A smooch that departed her fingers as a mist of rain. “I think maybe you can ease off.”

“What for?” Ifre settled into his chosen form and let Twaer wrap her legs around his waist as he carried her to higher ground. Black tendrils of chaos were spreading over Eden, closing in on the remaining soldiers. He sighed, reluctant to let go of the temporary boost to his strengths. “Oh, I see.”

“Time to join Li’da for a better view.” Twaer hugged him. “We have a few guests to look after. Just in case.”

“I don’t trust them either.” Ifre took them high above the fray and let Twaer to her feet beside Li’da. He looked down over the battlefield. Smaller now then before and smirked. It wasn’t just because of the loss of Sachiel’s soldiers. As they fought Lucifer had pulled the noose tighter. The barriers over Eden had grown smaller, releasing Eden slowly into his realm as it closed them all into this small corner of the garden. “And this part of the plan makes me all the more skeptical.”

“We have assurance, Ifre.” Li’da smiled coyly. “Ria is no fool.”

“If it comes to it.” Ifre spoke quietly as he looked back at Lucifer’s little treasures. “Spare the pretty songstress.”

“She is the least irritating of our guests.” Li’da nodded.

“You two need to lighten up.” Twaer blew one of her ringlet curls out of her face. She wanted to believe the promise they were given. And she wanted to believe that there strange guests were worth more than bargaining tools. They had watched the world quietly from Eden for so long that they had become bitter and distrusting of everyone without having met anyone, but Twaer reminded herself that they had also seen good in the world. She wanted to be a part of it. She left the two of them to mull over schemes and wandered around trying to find a place to mingle.

“Can I help you?” Eliza looked aside at the bouncy girl and grinned.

“Which one has you so entertained.” Twaer stepped closer and nudged at the strange fairy.

“The freakishly tall one.” Eliza pointed him out, somehow relieved by KiKi’s giggling. “Over there with the weird feet.”

“Ah!” Twaer smiled and hooked her arm through Eliza’s hoping to capture the feel of friendship she had seen in the others. “So, not one of Zakesalek.”

“Just a normal watch-a-ma-jig.” Eliza laughed. “I don’t think I could take his ego if he were any greater.”

“Oh so the boss is great now?” Donovan pinched her leg. He and Caleb had been watching their spouses when Twaer came close and Donovan instantly gave his attention to the situation. Whenever Vikarr was not there, Donovan had become a sort of guardian to her. A big brotherly, bully of guardian; but a guardian none the less. “I’ll be sure to let him know.”

“Shut it, baldy.” Eliza kicked him gently and went back to watching Vikarr. He was more than great. He was amazing. This tragedy was giving her the opportunity to see that in new ways. “Vivi doesn’t need your help.”

Donovan didn’t like the sudden appearance of the strange new friends that should have been below with the others. His unease was furthered by the quiet exchange between the one who had been watching over them and the one with hair like flames. Li’da had already expressed herself rather clearly. She was unimpressed with the lot of them and her friend seemed to be even more skeptical of the alliance. The two of them gave a silent nod to one another and smiled as they heard Lucifer call for an end to Sachiel’s hiding.

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TCOL : Breaking The Ghost : Faith

“Now then.” Lucifer turned to his friends and their companions, but more than any he spoke to Gabriel and Maefyl. They impatience and uncertainty from the two of them was more troublesome than any threat Sachiel could make and with strange new allies standing amongst them they would all want questions answered he simply did not have the time for. “I will answer the questions behind those inquisitive glares another time. For now I am asking you all for blind faith. Ria and the others are here to help. Trust them. Trust me.”

“What’s faif?” Neka blinked up at Bishop and tugged at his hand. He only sighed and looked to Kage fearful of answering a question that fell under parenting.

“Faith is believing in someone when you have no logical reason to.” Brig interrupting before Kage could put some awful slant on such a simple concept.. “Lucifer wants us to trust these friends we’ve never met, to give them a chance because he trusts them.”

“Neka doesn’t have to be blind for that.” Neka crinkled up her nose. “Neka trusts Daddy and Lucifer. Neka likes their friends.”

“I….” Brig smiled. “I have no way to argue that. You win, doll face.”

“Beaten by the logic of a child.” Demise sighed. “Brig, you are impossibly soft.”

“Maefyl?” Lucifer waited for an answer from his uncommonly silent son who had been listening to most of the exchanges with his eyes closed in an almost haunting serenity.

“Let’s see what your friends are made of.” Maefyl smirked as he flicked his cigarette and drew his blades. “I want those fucking angels out of my way. Sachiel is mine.”

“His aura is terrifying.” Threa whispered behind Ria.

“It’s magnificent.” Ria replied and reached back to tussle her hair. “It isn’t as if you haven’t seen an aura like this before.”

“Both of you should mind your voices.” Lucifer spoke to their minds and cast a cold glance that stiffened the both of them.

“With your permission, Lucifer.” Ria bowed to the Dark Lord. “We would all benefit from the use of…”

“For this alone.” Lucifer cut him off coldly. “Don’t think for a moment that I can’t rip the privilege out of you.”

“Of course, Dark One.” Ria rose and took Threa to join the others. The kneeled together and began a strange chant that sent them into a trance like state as their bodies started to change. Their skin taking lustrous and deepening tones, some almost translucent until they were almost completely constructed of the elements they had dominance over. When they spoke again it was in perfect unison.

‘We open ourselves to the strength of the Sleepers of Eden. Creator, unleash your wrath through your servants.’

The Djinn screamed in what seemed like agony and vanished. For a moment there was silence, but before the onlookers could respond to what they had seen and heard they felt a tingling in the air and a soft rain fell over them that made Presia laugh and resume her song with a renewed vibrance. An enormous beast covered in flames leapt over them and jumped off the cliffs edge into Sachiel’s army, followed by an immense eel like dragon that seemed to create it’s own river as it moved. Sachiel’s curse began to echo through the ranks of her soldiers as the demigods smashed through them.

Lucifer and his Council stood at the cliffs edge as their companions rushed to watch the fray. They saw dozens of Sachiel’s angel’s struggling to free themselves from arms of stone reaching from the ground. Eden itself fighting the trespassers on it’s sacred soil. So many of the frightening aerial warriors were now flightless as well, ice crusted their wings, fire singed their feathers and the wind itself refused to carry them. They had no means of escape, they were disoriented and bewildered by often unseen attackers but they fought on singling their hymns and hiding Sachiel as she darted through them spreading more of her hatred.

“That’s only four, Lucifer.” Eidolon remembered those they had locked away and that his guide through the storm had not been among those who went to fight below. “Where are the other two?”

“We are flattered to be remembered.” Child-like voices in perfect unison. When Eidolon turned to see her the girl bowed. “We are one now. We were ever so lonely apart. We are Li’da.”

“Lovely.” Eidolon bowed his head slightly.

“We do not require your flattery.” Li’da smiled. “We are uninterested.”

“Kyaa!” Kaneko raged at the calm demeanor of the insult and would have been clawing at the girls face had she not found herself in Eidolon’s arms instead. “Master Eidolon isn’t interested either you creepy….”

Eidolon kissed her to keep the insult from becoming worse.

“Your friends have already joined the fray.” Li’da remarked as if she were completely unaffected by the conversation.

“Nyaa!” Kaneko licked up Eidolon’s face and wriggled free. When she saw the others fighting. “Let’s go!”

“Go.” Karla kissed Eidolon sweetly. “I’ll be here cheering you on.”

“I am to keep them safe.” Li’da gave Eidolon a quick nod and watched him take his more capable bride over the edge into the battle below.

“Not so close to the edge, Neka. Please.” Bishop pleaded with his excited owner as she hopped around watching the slaughter. He was as bothered by her putting herself in danger at the edge of the cliff as he was by having to drag Farren and his daughter closer to seeing what could be the end of family. Though neither of them seemed all that bothered by the idea. They had just been sitting quietly looking at each other since they met like they were having a conversation without words. “Are you two okay?”

“It’s cute how much you worry about everyone.” Vafera fluttered on his shoulder. “I like you, Bishop.”

“I can’t help it.” He sighed.

“Neka wants to see better.” Neka jumped onto Bishop and climbed into this arms for a better view. “There’s Daddy!”

“That’s fucking crazy!” Van exclaimed as she saw the spectacle that had caught Neka’s attention. Kage and Vikarr had unified in an attack through a wave of attackers, spiraling through them so perfectly that the force created a whirlwind of blood.

“For the love of rainbows, Vivi.” Eliza shook her head. “Who are you showing off for?”

“My guess is you.” Kiki laughed from the top of Eliza’s head. “He seems to adore you.”

“He fucking better.” Eliza smirked as she watched him shake blood from his speckled wings and noticed he had abandoned shoes to utilize his creepy features in battle. “See. I told you he had weird feet, Baldy. Baldy?”

“I can’t see Myrt.” Caleb was digging his fingers into Donovan’s arm as he scanned the calamity below for his beloved.

“He’s one of the twins?” Brig pointed off in the distance and watched the panic melt away as Caleb and Donovan watched their angels with pride and relief, but he could still see the sting Donovan felt from being left behind. He understood it all too well. “Cheer up, cupcake. They left us up here because they are good at this.”

“And you are not.” Li’da finished the thought coldly. “You would have been a liability.”

“Yea.” Brig frowned. “Thanks, doll face.”

“You are in trouble like my mother.” Evadia spoke suddenly with her eyes welling as she started to put things together. “They won’t let us stay together will they?”

“Evadia.” Farren held her fingers softly in his and told himself the truth was best no matter how painful. There had been enough lies. “I offered them my life in exchange for yours and in recompense for the damage I’ve done. They were kind to let us meet. Even if only once.”

“No.” Bishop slapped the back of Farren’s head. “They could have killed you and they didn’t. Don’t sit there and tell your kid you won’t see her again.”

“I won’t fill her head with lies.” Farren scowled at Bishop; angry at the boy for the first time since they had met.

“I would never tell you to lie to her.” Bishop crouched down to talk to the girl still holding Neka and smiled. “I would never lie to a kid. I just don’t see the point in smashing hope. I mean look at this mess. We are sitting here in the middle of a war, but you just met your Father. There is a girl over there singing because she believes in the ones fighting. Believes this will end. I have to believe it too. That guy she is holding saved my life today, and I plan on thanking him.”

“He might…” Evadia glanced back and stopped herself. She suddenly understood what he meant. When Neka had asked earlier about faith she had nearly chuckled at the simple explanation Brig had given, but she was getting a nearly identical lesson in hope from Bishop. Believing in a chance no matter how small. Evadia smiled at her father. “We’re going to be okay.”

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TCOL : Breaking The Ghost

Sinister laughter rang through the gathered angels as they sang to ready themselves for battle and to hide the presence of the one who called them. Sachiel danced among them spreading her delicate magic, a manipulation so complete that each of her soldiers fully believed her cause was their own. Though the collapse of the estate had been inconvenient, it was hardly a setback and it had given her a better way to hide herself. She would no longer need the old stone walls of a forgotten ruin in Eden once her daughter had the Throne. They would be in the comfortable and pampered in the lavish estates of Heaven where they belonged.

“Your fight is hopeless, Fallen One.” Sachiel sent her voice in echoed waves through her army, still carefully hiding her presence as she taunted her enemies. “The likes of you can not stand against Heaven’s worthy. The divine will once again reign.”

No reply but laughter from the surrounding cliffs and plateaus. Sachiel scowled as she strained to more accurately place the source of the levity, but the wind carried the insulting sound strangely letting it linger to tease her.

“You cower as always in the darkness that bore you.” Sachiel provoked her opponent further in hopes of gaining an advantage. “You fear the truth I speak. You fear the end of your pathetic attempt to replace Iehovah.”

Again only a laugh carried across the otherworldly sky. Only now it was joined by the laughter of others making Sachiel all the more bitter.

“You demons dare mock Heaven?” Sachiel howled and her angelic army resounded with songs of battle. “You can be sure the filth in your pit will be cleansed once the Throne is restored.”

“The Throne restored?” Lucifer replied finally with the sound of laughter still fresh in his throat. “By these pitiful choirs of yours? You have no idea who you are playing with, Sachiel.”

“Neither do you!” Sachiel screamed in outrage as her army drew weapons and their songs grew deeper. “I will see Iehovah’s heir in his rightful place, and from his side I will watch you burn.”

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