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Waking : Fables : Talon Pt.2

So many years had passed since Talon even gave it a thought. As Lucifer left he could remember it so clearly. Man was still so frightened of the unexplained and their fear made them brutal. The few packs of creatures that attempted to live alongside them took a great risk and it so often ended badly. Talon was there to protect them.

 Even among humans there were some who rose above the fear and hatred and among the beasts those more trusting than others. And in rare occasions friendships blossomed. In even rarer occasion. Love. It was beautiful to witness. The lovely human girl and the fawn as they fell for each other during the long midnight sun. Neither cared for what the other lacked, they just enjoyed each other. The girl was charming enough in fact the fawn had brought her into the village countless times and she had been accepted as family. Hallax and his Hilda. Inseparable. Still she would always have to return home and it was during one of those partings that their perfect love was tested. Hilda was with child and though she tried to keep it secret from her family, by the time she returned to Hallax too many of her village knew.

“They will come for me Hallax.” Hilda had struggled to make the journey north and was weak with fever. “I shouldn’t have come.”

 Hallax and his family assured her it was nonsense. They would protect her and the child. She could stay with them always. But they knew she was right. The humans would come. They feared what a child between them could be. They had never approved of Hilda’s frequent visits and made her life at home very difficult to make that clear.

 Hilda’s pregnancy was difficult and made worse by the coming trouble, but Hallax stayed by her side. Never once letting her feel alone even when the humans finally made their way north.

 By the time they arrived they were little more than an exhausted pack of mutts. The angry mob that began the journey had just lost its fuel over the months of harsh travel as the northern darkness of winter gave them no warmth and little light. The fawn gathered to meet them and as they did so they were joined by their guardian.

 “It’s unfortunate that you made this journey for nothing.” Talon stood unmoving between the two factions and stared down the humans. “If you leave now, however, you can keep your lives.”

“Not with one of us held hostage by those beasts!” One of the mob shouted.

 “I am no hostage.” Hilda struggled even to stand but with Hallax’ help she moved forward on the icy plain to state her intent. “And if you think them beasts, then I am not one of you.”

 Hilda fell to her knees in pain. Hallax panicked beside her as he saw blood spilling around her legs.

 Shouts from the mob accusing the fawns of dark magic urged them forward until Talon swept his fingers across the ice in front of them forcing them back with a gust of wind and ice. He barked his orders to get the girl to shelter before he approached the startled humans.

 “These creatures are protected.” Talon paced in front of the fear struck mortals. “This is my last warning. You leave here and never return or I will have your lives.”

 They left with little argument and the fawns retreated back to shelters. In one such shelter Talon found Hallax trying to comfort his wailing wife as she grew more pale.

 “Lord Talon.” Hallax spoke with a trembling voice. He was young but would be well loved and strong among his kind. “I have no right to ask this. It was our love that brought this trouble…”

 “Why save you all if it is only to grieve?” Talon came to the woman’s side and laid his hands on her stomach. He felt the life inside fighting as much as the mother’s life slipping away. He quickly healed the wounds and helped to calm the child inside the womb as he listened to the others scrambling around him for water for the woman as her wails turned to relieved gasps. In that moment he could have walked away, but it just wasn’t in his nature. He had to have something for his trouble. He worked his magic to ensure it. He made certain Hilda was well and could survive the birth then stepped away to let Hallax and his family tend to her.

 “If there is any way I can repay you.” Hallax smiled at him with tear filled eyes.

 “You already have, sweet Hallax.” Talon smiled. “And one day I will collect. Make sure to keep it safe until then.”


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NIhil : A Request For Council Pt.2

“That was quick.” Mala sat on the floor in front of his office eating chips and poking at the screen of his computer. He sucked the salt from his fingers and grinned. “How did it go?”

“Vikarr is going to contact the Council tomorrow.” Donovan sat at the top of the steps. “At the moment he’s probably nailing some girl.”

“That should be fun.” Mala looked at his watch. “It’s early. Wanna see a movie?”

“I thought you were working?” Donovan rubbed at the silver band on his pinky.

“I finished.” Mala slid his computer across the floor to Donovan to recommend a film. “This look good?”

“Are you going to watch it this time?” Donovan laughed. He and Mala had been seeing each other in secret for many years, but Mala insisted the secrecy was pointless and had on several occasions made what seemed like intentional efforts to bring their relationship to light. The last of which had been during a trip to the movies in which Mala had been more than a little bold with his hands.

Donovan still erred on the side of caution. He wasn’t sure Vikarr was going to be accepting of their affection. Their friendship created enough of a bias; if Vikarr thought their love complicated the neutrality of the Circle he was afraid of the consequences.

“I’ll get plenty of snacks to keep me occupied.” Mala laughed.

“I have a better idea.” Donovan slid the computer back to Mala and winked at him. “I have a whole stack of movies at home. I’ll go eat, pick you up something and meet you there. We can go out tomorrow, but I could use the break.”

“I’ll meet you at home.” Mala smiled and hugged the computer to his chest. “But I want pancakes in the morning.”

“Later, Mala.” Donovan headed down the stairs smiling as he shook his head at Mala’s insistence on calling his apartment home. Eventually it was going to come out, but Donovan wasn’t so eager to see it happen. It wasn’t shame that made him cautious, but fear they would be separated.

Mala watched Donovan leave and finished his chips. If Vikarr was off doing unspeakable things to some poor girl there was no point in waiting around for him and Donovan’s couch was far more comfortable than the floor. Mala jumped to his feet and decided to wait for Donovan at home. He had his own place in Nihil but it was stark and cold in comparison, he enjoyed the cozy little apartment Donovan kept.

“Hello there, Dodo.” Mala greeted Donovan’s parrot when he arrived. “Daddy is bringing snacks.”

“Hello. Stop it, Mala.” Dodo mimicked one of the phrases he heard so often and Mala giggled.

“We need to teach you better.” Mala stroked the bright green feathers of the bird’s chest as it cackled happily. Mala had been trying to improve the stubborn birds vocabulary for weeks. “Say ‘Mala loves Donovan’.”

“More pancakes, please.” Dodo started to chew on his perch and ramble out some of the more innocent phrases Donovan had taught him. “Tickle me, tickle me.”

Mala grabbed a blanket and hopped onto the couch to shuffle through a pile of little plastic cases. He sat aside a few of the movies they hadn’t watched as he thought about the coming Council intervention. It had only been six months since they were seated in power and aside from the few he had known before Lucifer’s rise, they were largely a mystery. The six Watchers, Lucifer’s bride and Lucifer’s favorite vampire were familiar enough through reputation, but Mala was excited by the prospect of meeting the others. He hoped Vikarr didn’t ruin it by requesting one of his kin.

“Hello, stupid.” Dodo greeted Donovan as he locked the door behind him. “Tickle me.”

“Hello, Dodo bird.” Donovan rubbed the birds face and dropped a few bags on the table in front of Mala. “And hello to you.”

“Welcome home.” Mala grabbed one of the bags and perused his options. “Are you getting a shower first?”

“Actually I thought I’d get blood all over the couch.” Donovan leaned over the couch and kissed Mala’s forehead. “Give my spoiled angel something to clean up.”

“Go get cleaned up.” Mala smiled and grabbed Donovan’s ears. “You’re the one that offered movie night at home.”

It was those gentle fingers. Mala’s delicate hands that had been Donovan’s weakness since they first met. When Lucifer had first approached him he was apprehensive, as he imagined all the Thirds were, over the idea of working with demons he knew so little about for the vague promise of rewards he barely understood. Meeting Vikarr and Mala had been one of the stranger moments of his life. Demons were like nothing he could have imagined, but he could have never imagined falling in love with one either.


“What’s the schedule for this job like?” Donovan turned to ask Lucifer for more details but he was no longer there. He had gotten his required loyalty and just left Donovan alone with his new colleagues to figure things out on their own. “Or I could just embarrass myself.”

 “I think that means the schedule is flexible.” Mala was fascinated by the idea of working so closely with a vampire, but had hoped for a girl, or at least one with hair. The Third in Nihil had none, not even eyebrows. “Donovan is it?”

 “Yea.” Donovan had not realized Mala had come so close and when he turned to the smile and purple eyes inches from him, he jumped away. “Hey, don’t sneak up on me.”

 “You’ll get used to that.” Mala offered his hand to apologize and make a proper introduction. “I’m Mala. I assume this is still an acceptable greeting. I haven’t been among humans for a while.”

 “Donovan Watt.” The vampire closed his fingers around Mala’s for the first time and loved the delicate feel of the slender digits in his. He expected demons to be monstrous, but instead they all seemed aesthetic marvels and while they had an intimidating presence, this one was gentle and his smile put Donovan at ease. “No worries, I haven’t been human for a while.”

 “Oh, you’re funny!” Mala laughed. “I was afraid you would be one of those dark and brooding, moody types.”

 “Don’t let the head fool you.” Donovan had suffered an ailment that left him without a trace of hair before he was turned. It had made him a target of ridicule in his younger days, but as time went by it almost went unnoticed and he had grown to like the look that had once irritated him. He was almost amused that what once drove people away now attracted them to him. “As long as you steer clear when I’m hungry, I’m a generally likeable guy.”

 “Can I?” Mala reached for Donovan’s head and smiled at the warmth and smooth surface. “Neat.”

 “So were the two of you buddies before this or what?” Donovan tried to dismiss the gentle fingers on his scalp and establish some sort of working relationship with the other demon. Quiet and ridiculously tall, he was the more intimidating of the pair. His hair, eyes and clothes so well matched that he seemed almost comical if not for the mischievous grin.

 “Lord Vikarr is a Watcher.” Mala explained. “They tend to keep more impressive friends than myself.”

 “Impressive or not, he’s stuck with both of us now.” Donovan looked up at Vikarr and hoped the giant was as friendly as Mala. “You okay with that?”

 “I will manage.” Vikarr smiled and left the others to chat as he walked up the stairs to see what he could make of his office.

 “The quiet type.” Donovan shook his head.

 “He’s just being cautious.” Mala assured him quietly. “From what I know of the Jester’s reputation, he will not be the quiet one.”

 “Well, I have no idea what needs doing, but if you’ve been out of the world a bit I can give you a tour.” Donovan made the offer without thinking and felt a bit childish in making it. Demons seemed to just pop all over and likely did not need any help from him in finding their way around. But if he was going to find a friend among his new colleagues he was fairly certain it was going to be Mala and not Vikarr.

 “Sounds like fun.” Mala startled Donovan as he changed. A mist of magic that quickly surrounded him turned his stuffy suit into a more comfortable ensemble. Mala pushed up the fuzzy blue sleeves of his sweater and ran his fingers through his dark hair until it was a frazzled mess. “Much better.”

 “Neat trick.” Donovan laughed. He loved the scattered sections of deep purples in Mala’s black hair and wanted to run his fingers through it. He thought it might be better not to even look; he had no business touching a demon. “I need to learn that one.”

 “If you aren’t naturally inclined I’m afraid that’s not going to be easy.” Mala gave him a quirky smile. “If you are in a pinch I can do a few magic tricks for you. Where are we headed?”

 “Up until a few months ago I would have said straight to hell…” Donovan was glad to see Mala chuckling at his bad joke. “My car is out front, I’ll just show you around the city.”

 “That’s exciting.” Mala exclaimed. He was just as excited over the new friend he was making as he was over all the new experiences his new position would offer. “I’ve never even been in a car. Can you teach me?”

 “To drive?” Donovan laughed. He was amused and relieved by the request. If even demons still had things to experience it gave him hope that his long life still had mystery to offer. New world, new job, new friends. There was still hope for the world and he was starting to enjoy his place in it again. “Sure. Why not?”


 Donovan wandered out in his cotton pajama pants and curled up at one end of the couch under the blanket. Mala had already picked a movie and had it queued up, he started it before Donovan had even finished settling in and the sudden volume stirred Dodo.

“More pancakes please.” Dodo danced along his perch excitedly.

“You have ruined that bird.” Donovan rubbed Mala’s ankles as he stretched along the couch.

“He’s precious.” Mala grinned. “Just like you.”

“Mala loves Donovan.” Dodo whistled and Mala clapped over his hard earned success.

“Good job, Dodo!” Mala smiled and poked at Donovan with his toes.

“Now I can never have company.” Donovan laughed. Mala must have spent weeks repeating the phrase to get Dodo to pick it up.

“You never have company anyway.” Mala reached for another bag of chips. “Don’t be mean or I’ll bring Dodo to meet the Council tomorrow.”

“I should have gotten a cat.” Donovan leaned over and hugged Mala’s legs. “They are quiet.”

“Shh.” Mala rubbed Donovan’s head and giggled. “I’m trying to watch the movie.”

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RO : The Wyrms : Cracks

“It’s just a suggestion.” Gabriel stopped at the bedroom door hoping to eliminate the need for screams. “But it may be better to let this go.”

“Why the fuck would I do that?” Maefyl shouted at him. “She lied to me. Just stay out of it, Gabriel.”

“I just think you should postpone the discussion.” Gabriel walked into the bedroom to find something to occupy his time while Maefyl was screaming at Shiroi. “Regardless of what Eidolon told you, do you think this is the best time for this? Just tell her to stay where it is safe and deal with any lies she may have told you when you have less to upset you. You know that your arguments with her never go well.”

“Because she’s useless.” Sanguine pouted. “Arguing is the only thing she is good at.”

“That’s not helping, Sany.” Maefyl sent Shiroi a message to meet him and leaned in the bedroom to look at Gabriel. “Please just let me deal with this. You said you wanted me focused. I can’t focus when this is driving me crazy.”

“Not nearly as crazy as it is driving me.” Gabriel muttered as he pulled a journal from the shelf and walked to the bed. “Do what you have to do, Maefyl. I’ll be here for you when you need me.”

“You always are.” Maefyl pulled the door closed and went to answer the knock at another one. “Sany, please. I know you’re angry but stay quiet.”

“I will.” Sanguine pouted and cuddled against his neck. “I’m always here for you, too.”

“I know.” Maefyl sighed and opened the door. When Shiroi smiled at him he just lit a cigarette and walked to the couch.

“Did I do something wrong?” Shiroi gave him a troubled look as she followed him to the couch and sat beside him. “What did my Father say?”

“This has shit to do with Lucy.” Maefyl glared at her. “You feel like telling me what actually happened with Samael?”

“I told you he…” Shiroi felt her throat burning.

“I’m more interested in what you didn’t tell me.” Maefyl cut her off. “Why would you lie to me?”

“I didn’t lie.” Shiroi grasped at her neck when the collar there began to burn. “Maefyl, please stop.”

“You let him touch you.” Maefyl screamed at her.

“I didn’t let him.” Shiroi cried and reached for his arm. “He just did it.”

“Don’t touch me right now.” Maefyl stood up and started to pace. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“It’s not that big of a deal.” Shiroi whimpered through her pain. “Why are you so angry?”

“You are definitely Nexus’ daughter.” Maefyl whispered and he felt a playful pinch on his neck that he knew didn’t come from Sanguine. Even Kagemusha was voicing her agreement in subtle ways. “Shiroi, I tolerate more from you than I should. You see anyone else’s brides mouthing off? Hiding things from them?”

“Not everyone else has to share their husband.” Shiroi shouted back at him. “Do you think it’s easy for me to see you with Gabriel all the time?

“Please tell me you are fucking joking.” Maefyl laughed. “Eidolon, Raziel, Nikolai… all completely content.”

“My Father and my Uncle manage to be happy with one marriage.” Shiroi shouted at him.

“You had no problem with Gabriel when he was willing to fuck you on command.” Maefyl screamed at her. Her defense was infuriating because he knew the truth of those ‘happy’ marriages, but he managed to keep the truth to himself. Her defiance only made him angrier with her. He kicked the table aside and lifted her by the throat. He pulled her back with every intention of slamming her into wall but stopped himself and just dropped her to her feet when he heard her thoughts. She still wanted them both. It was not that he was married to Gabriel that had her aggravated. It was that she could not share him. “Damn it. I thought you were through with this bullshit. He doesn’t love you. He never will.”

“I didn’t say anything about it.” Shiroi scowled at him and rubbed her neck. “I don’t want your precious Gabriel.”

“Liar.” Maefyl hated that he heard it, but he knew beforehand that the feelings were still there. He sat on the floor and tried to calm himself. “If I’m not enough…”

“Don’t.” Shiroi kneeled in front of him and curled her fingers into fists at her knees. “Maefyl, I love you.”

“Do you?” Maefyl turned her arm and ran his fingers over his crest. “Or do you just think you have to?”

“I loved you before you did that.” Shiroi’s tears would not stop falling. She felt her heart breaking as she watched his expression turn from anger to sadness. “Please believe me. You’re everything to me.”

“I give you everything you want and you still end up crying.” Maefyl sighed and wiped her face before he pulled her into his lap and rubbed at her neck. “You okay?”

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you.” Shiroi hugged him. “I didn’t know how. He kept saying awful things about you not protecting me. I was scared. I didn’t want you to be angry.”

“Well, you fucked up.” Maefyl pulled Shiroi to her feet as he stood. “I am angry, because you decided to lie about it.”

“I didn’t…” Shiroi’s denials were cut off by his kiss and his arms folding gently around her.

Maefyl knew the only way he was getting an honest answer was to take it, so he did. In their kiss her mind opened and he could see and hear the truth she failed to tell him.

“Gabriel. I need a translator.” Maefyl stepped away from Shiroi and waited for Gabriel to walk down the hall. “What is ‘Welak Isa’?”

“White one.” Gabriel answered. Gabriel had been listening, so he knew Maefyl had gotten his answers another way. “Is that what they were calling her?”

Maefyl just nodded and waited for inevitable questions from both of them.

“You had him listening?” Shiroi shouted at Maefyl. “How is what I did any worse than you not telling me about this?”

“He had no choice.” Kagemusha defended his deception. “Your father has ordered that he is never without protection.”

“So I can’t have time alone with him?” Shiroi glared at Gabriel. “I assume you get plenty of it.”


“Leave him alone. It’s Gabriel or Kage.” Maefyl wasn’t any happier about the lack of privacy, but it was the least of his worries. “Take your pick.”

“You can do no wrong in Gabriel’s eyes and Sanguine hates everything I do.” Shiroi looked away pouting. “At least if Kage were here I might have someone on my side.”

“I doubt that.” Kagemusha laughed. “He would be disgusted by your whimpers. Nexus bleeds for her mistakes, if she betrayed his trust…”

“I didn’t do anything!” Shiroi shouted.

“Shut up, Shiroi.” Sanguine screamed at her. “Haven’t you caused enough suffering? When are you going to learn your place?”

“And where is that Sanguine?” Shiroi snapped at her angrily. “I thought my place was at Maefyl’s side, but the position often seems to be filled with more desirable company than my own.”

“This isn’t helping.” Maefyl stepped in front of Shiroi and took her chin in his hand. “Your place is with me. Gabriel and Sany have their own place in my heart, as do you. It would be nice if you would stop trying to break it. Stop attacking Gabriel every time you are backed into a corner. You want more attention? Fine. You don’t go to Tsumi anymore without me. Don’t leave Osore at all without me.”

“That isn’t fair.” Shiroi cried. “I thought you trusted me.”

“I did.” Maefyl tightened his fingers on her jaw and thought about Samael’s offer to end her loneliness. “I also thought you were happy. Conversations over, Shiroi. You don’t go anywhere without me knowing. I’m tired of finding out what’s going on with you from other people.”

“It wasn’t a conversation to begin with.” Shiroi muttered.

“If you are that unhappy just go away.” Sanguine unleashed a wave of magic from her hands that knocked Shiroi across the room. She was angry but the attack was just as much to prevent Maefyl from hitting her and once again angering Lucifer. The last time Maefyl tried to discipline his unruly bride, Sanguine had almost lost Maefyl. She was not going to allow it again. She screamed at Shiroi with tears in her eyes. “All you do is make him miserable.”

“That’s enough.” Gabriel helped Shiroi to her feet and then stood aside to try and sway Maefyl from a demand that would only serve to interrupt his own time with him. Gabriel wasn’t willing to give up a single second he did not have to. “From all of you. I don’t at all approve of her behavior, but you’ve given her trust and freedom since you met, Maefyl. She made some bad decisions; do you plan on punishing her for mistakes? Shiroi has family in Tsumi, don’t deny her time with them.”

“Shiroi, I’m just upset.” Maefyl held Sanguine in his palm and stroked her back with the back of his finger as she cried quietly. “I do trust you. I do want you to stay in Osore a few days while we figure things out, but you know I’m not going to keep you from living your life the way you want.”

“I really can’t have any time alone with you?” Shiroi sat on the edge of the couch and hung her head. She was still shaken by the sudden attack from Sanguine and that no one else seemed to be bothered by such a show of power from the tiny creature. “For how long?”

“I’ll be in my office.” Gabriel held out his hand until Maefyl let Sanguine in his palm. “Use yours, it is well enough protected that Kagemusha will spare you a visit from her Master.”

“As long as you don’t leave it.” Kagemusha nodded. “I’ll bend my orders because of the favors you have done.”

“Thanks.” Maefyl kissed Gabriel and leaned to kiss Sanguine’s head. “I’m sorry Sany. Do you want to stay with Gabriel until I work this out?”

“No.” Sanguine pouted. “But I don’t want to be around her either.”

“Then you and Gory can keep me entertained.” Gabriel suggested and gave Maefyl a stern look to make sure Sanguine would not be lonely for longer than was necessary. “He will not be long.”

Maefyl took Shiroi to his office. Gabriel went to his own and suffered through Maefyl’s need to console his bride.

“Why do you tolerate his time with her?” Kagemusha asked as she joined Sanguine and Gory in Gabriel’s hands. “You could easily put an end to it.”

“Shouldn’t you be with Maefyl?” Gabriel smiled and refused to answer.

“I have no desire to watch them.” Kagemusha added. “No desire to spend much time with the girl at all. My Lord Kage has a weakness for her, I do not.”

“I hate her.” Sanguine pouted.

“Sanguine, be patient for Maefyl’s sake.” Gabriel laid the trio of fairies on a small cushion on his desk, before he created and slid a small cake to them. Gory and Kagemusha started sharing it quietly while Sanguine continued her complaints.

“I don’t understand how you are so patient about it.” Sanguine sobbed. “She should bother you more than anyone.”

“I can’t deny that I would prefer to have Maefyl to myself.” Gabriel nudged Gory aside with a fork and took a piece of the cake for himself. “I won’t ask him to give up something he loves because of my own selfish desire. If I had not been a coward for so long he would have been mine alone. Sharing him with Shiroi is the price I pay for that cowardice.”

“You encouraged the union that makes you miserable.” Kagemusha added.

“A fact I often regret.” Gabriel sighed. “As much as there have been a number of times when her actions have led to some unfortunate outcomes, Shiroi is not the villain you all make her out to be. She has just as often made herself useful.”

“Only after she caused the problems to begin with.” Sanguine shouted. “I hate that she just has to cry and Maefyl forgives everything.”

“He loves her Sanguine.” Gabriel sat his fork on the edge of the plate and looked at her sadly. “I don’t like it either, but he would do no less for either of us.”

“Sounds like I make all of you miserable.” Maefyl leaned in the doorway between Gabriel’s office and their apartment.

“That was quick.” Gabriel looked up at him surprised, he had expected to be subjected to hours of their intimate apologies, but he sensed Maefyl had only given her a brief taste of his kiss. “I was trying to allow you time…”

“It’s fine Gabriel.” Maefyl crouched by the desk and poked Sanguine. “Are you so mad at me you can’t enjoy your sweets?”

“I’m not mad at you.” Sanguine pouted until Maefyl stuck his finger in the icing and held it in front of her.

“Then cheer up.” Maefyl insisted and when she started smiling again he winked up at Gabriel. “Both of you.”

“How did you get her to shut up?” Sanguine licked the icing from his finger.

“Family secret.” Maefyl rolled a small vial of liquid across the desk to Gabriel. “I borrowed this from Lilith. Should keep her out of trouble for a week or so.”

“That’s cruel, Maefyl.” Gabriel scolded him and slipped the vial into his pocket. “You left her alone?”

“I told her she’s fine.” Maefyl sighed. He realized it was an extreme decision to make on a whim, but he was still too angry to deal with her fairly. “I made her comfortable and told her to sleep it off. I don’t have time to worry about her wandering off right now.”

“What will have you so busy?” Gabriel questioned him as he pushed back from his desk and beckoned Maefyl to him.

“Well, Raziel wants you to talk to Michael about Brig.” Maefyl handed Gabriel his phone so he could see the request himself. “While you do that I thought I would take Kage and Raziel and pay Samael a visit.”

“No.” Gabriel grabbed Maefyl’s arm and pulled him into his lap. “I’ll speak with Michael, but you are not to see Samael unless I am there. I would rather you didn’t at all.”

“It won’t matter.” Kage arrived beside Lucifer. “You don’t have time for any of it.”

“Come outside.” Lucifer commanded. “Both of you.”

“They have made their decision…” Gabriel sighed as he looked to the sky filled with all manner of creatures ready to massacre the humans they hated. “What have they asked, Lucy?”

“Nothing as of yet.” Lucifer explained. “This is just a message to show their intent. Samael wanted my attention.”

“For your attention he threatens Osore?” Maefyl scoffed.

“Not just Osore, half-breed.” Kage corrected him as Kagemusha reclaimed her place on his shoulder. “All of Tsuriai. The Wyrms have roused all of Parasek.”

“They have filled the skies and forests the world over.” Lucifer grinned. “They threaten not only me, but the faith of the entire world in those I’ve left to protect them.”

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