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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 : All Over A Child

Asura slumped into her chair at the table feeling more exhausted than he could ever recall. The strain of seeing so many suffer had been overwhelming and she could still se the toll it had taken on the faces around the table. Her anxiety was only growing with the deafening silence, but she was given a sense of calm when she felt Nikolai’s soft fingers on hers and he rescued them all from the miserable quiet that filled the space between them.

“I’m not usually one to start proceedings…” Nikolai held Asura’s hand gently as he spoke. It was for her that he found the courage to live up to his role here. “I see little point however in prolonging this. What has been done, needed to done. There is no question the goal we were meant to achieve has been accomplished. The only matter left unresolved, that is, the only matter I imagine is pressing enough to keep us detained her is the girl.”

“And her father.” Vikarr nodded in agreement. He was not certain Lucifer’s decision to make this decision now was a wise one. Certain individuals at the table were still biting their tongues over the last decision made and Vikarr would have been far happier with a long recess before making another. “What’s to become of them?”

“Not one of you wants to discuss what Lucifer just unleashed?” Samael slammed his hand against the table as he stood. “Just destroy the traitorous angel and his whelp. We have other concerns.”

“Sit the fuck down, Sammy.” Maefyl butted a cigarette against the table as he exhaled. The last bit of smoke danced across the table into a scene of Maefyl slaying a dragon before it faded away in front of Samael. “We aren’t killing a kid and you seem to be the only one with an urgent need to hunt down Lucy’s new friends.”

“You will leave them alone, Samael.” Lucifer added calmly. “You all will. If they do no harm they have every right to their freedom.”

“And they…” Maefyl pointed to Farren and Evadia. “Have every right to live.”

“Quite a change of heart.” Kage hissed. “You were more eager than most to end his life.”

“So Farren gets a pass.” Lillith saw Maefyl’s smirk and interrupted what was sure to be a childish argument between the two of them to move on to bigger concerns of her own. “The girl however…”

“Is what?” Maefyl laughed but he was getting agitated with the situation already. “Dangerous? She’s a child.”

“Children grow.” Eidolon had wanted to avoid any part of theses discussions but forever found himself needing to be the voice of reason. “It is not so much the girl but the soul within her that is the problem. Iesu in name alone carries weight in Heaven. You have seen the damage…”

“Fuck you, Eidolon.” Maefyl scoffed. “The kid is just stuck with a crazy ghost. She can manage.”

“This isn’t about the girl, Maefyl.” Eidolon lowered his eyes and sighed when he realized there was no way to make it sound any better. “Don’t misunderstand me. If there was another way I would gladly hear it, I don’t wish harm on any child, but I will not stand by and watch another rebellion take hold on the hope that she holds a new god inside her.”

“No one outside this room even knows that, Uncle Eidolon.” Asura hoped to argue her father’s side. She had seen enough senseless death for one day. “Why does anyone ever have to know? Just keep her secret and let her live like a normal kid.”

“How long until you think she is discovered?” Eidolon countered quickly and felt terrible for sadness he saw in Asura and his own brides. “I am sorry, but Iesu has already displayed a tendency to surface in times of stress and turmoil.”

“She’ll be here though.” Asura groaned and pleaded her logic. “Since Farren is stuck with Bishop anyway. It’s not like she won’t have people watching her. What harm would there be?’

“Absolutely not!” Kage shouted. “I’ll not have that traitors child spoiled in this estate.”

“Arrogant bastard.” Maefyl sneered at Kage. “Why?”

“I don’t want her here either.” Lilith snapped coldly before Kage had a chance to answer. “End of discussion.”

“But you’ll make Farren stay?” Asura pouted as she looked aside toward Farren. It felt strange to pity the villain, but seeing him as a father about to lose his child she could no longer see the man they hunted. All she saw was vulnerability and pain as he smiled warmly at his daughter and gave her comfort and encouragement. “That’s not fair.”

“These people don’t do fair.” Bishop muttered to himself and went back to trying to ignore things he couldn’t help but hear.

“If Evadia is alive and well I can accept the pain of separation.” Farren answered humbly. He knew it was a risk to speak at all but there was no point in fighting their decisions, and he had been talking with Evadia to help her understand. “I entrusted my life to this Councils mercy for her benefit. I just ask that she is safe and cared for.”

“Why don’t one of you just adopt her?” Caleb giggled to himself forgetting that his playful whispers would be heard.

“Sorry.” Myrt quickly covered Caleb’s mouth and embraced him. “He’s talkative.”

“All suggestions are welcome.” Raziel made the decision to join the conversation and was amused that his cold response chilled Caleb even though he had meant to comfort him. “While I doubt anyone at this table is gracious enough to take the suggestion, it is not an altogether ill conceived idea. We have colleagues more than adequate for caring for a child until she can be left on her own.”

“You want to just drop some half-crazed demon kid in someone’s lap for a year or so?” Maefyl slid down into his chair and covered his face with his hands. It was absurd, but it was probably the best idea they were going to come up with. “Who the fuck do you suggest?”

“Opportunity knocks.” Raziel gestured to the doors as the tapping came from behind them.

Lucifer just laughed as he willed open the doors and a potential foster father stepped inside smiling sheepishly as he dropped several of the parchments he was carrying and GiGi started to help him collect them as her friend nervously blushed with the sudden feeling he was the center of attention.

“Fuck.” Maefyl sighed. “If he agrees, whatever.”

“Geoffrey.” Gabriel stood somberly and closed his eyes after receiving nods of approval or looks of complete disinterest from the Council. “How do you feel about children?”

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TCOL : BTG : Expiation (18+)

“So they leave my torment to the mistake?” Sachiel searched the room for a means of exit of which there was none. The room was a solid box of cold stone that was powerfully enchanted. All of her attempts to use any of her magic resulted in pain and exhaustion and he watched her quietly as if he knew the efforts she was making and was enjoying the strain. She tried to stand but found her legs too weak to hold her and instead just shouted at him in frustration. “Speak Half-Breed!”

“In a rush to start atoning?”Maefyl lit a cigarette and patted Sanguine as she waited on his shoulder. He could feel her rage through the heat in her skin.

“Atoning?” Sachiel laughed indignantly. “It is Lucifer and the rest of you traitors who should be on your knees begging forgiveness.”

“You are a seriously delusional bitch!” Sanguine snapped at her. She fluttered wildly in front of Maefyl shouting at the twisted Angel. “You nearly wiped out Itami! You tortured and killed an innocent race to poison humans as part of your nasty game. You even ruined your own daughter!”

“All of which I would kill you for.” Maefyl added coldly a he took command of the cell that was so much like the one that he spent an unfortunate amount of time in. The experience however; combined with the strength he had gained since, gave him all he needed to manipulate this dungeon with as much skill and precision as Lucifer himself. He drew barbed cords from the walls around Sachiel that wrapped her limbs tightly and suspended her in the center of the room. He watched the fear grow in her eyes as the sharp protrusions cut into her skin and pulled to eye level with him. “But you have even worse to answer for.”

“Maefyl?” Sanguine looked at him strangely as he moved toward Sachiel with a unique calm.

“You can go if you want, Sany.” Maefyl managed to smile at her. It was taking most of his wits to not fly into a rage, but he wanted to keep himself from unleashing it on the wrong people for once. He also wanted the cruelty here to stay here. “But if you stay…”

“Shut up, Maefyl.” Sanguine wiped the tears from her face and flew into his hair. “Make her suffer.”

“Aren’t you a clever detective.” Sachiel glared at him as he stepped closer. He had somehow learned of her work and now held a grudge for his suffering. “I will not apologize for doing Iehovah’s will.”

“No apology would spare you.” Maefyl touched her forehead and smiled as he watched her heart break. He gave her the memory of Iehovah’s journals. Every detail regarding his disgust and loathing for Sachiel’s weakness and clinging. “But maybe you should see what it is you worship.”

“It’s not true.” Sachiel shook her head in angry protest until she vomited as much from the pain of the barbs cutting into her as the realization that the one she loved had thought nothing of her. “You lie! Iehovah adored me.”

“You were nothing.” Maefyl scowled and slapped her hard across the face. “All the suffering you caused was for nothing.”

In his rage Maefyl’s nails had lengthened into black talons and he was through waiting; he grabbed one of Sachiel’s arms and slid a nail beneath her skin and back. When enough flesh had peel away he grabbed hold of it and pulled oblivious to her screams of pain and horror as she watched part of herself be torn away. Maefyl almost couldn’t continue when he saw the visage of agony, remembering his own pain and torture in one of thee wretched tombs, but his mind was still swimming with visions of the pain she had caused for so many and it drove him on.

Magic swelled in him, as if it knew, once again without any call. He let it wrap along the strip of Sachiel’s torn flesh and watched it leave his hand. As a strip of cloth caught in a whirlwind it wrapped along one of the cords suspending Sachiel, securing itself on the barbs.

“Is this Justice for your kind?!” Sachiel screamed in outrage and pain. Her voice cracking and tears pouring down her face. “This twisted torture? You truly are Heaven’s greatest mistake!”

“Justice?” Maefyl grabbed her by her hai and slid another nail beneath the skin at her shoulder as he started into her terror filled eyes. “No, bitch. This is revenge.”

“Because I did as Iehovah asked and had Heaven call you what you were?” Sachiel spoke between panting and screams as Maefyl tore away another part of her. As the loose flesh pulled itself tight around one of her bindings her voice became shrill. “You and that whore that bore you should have been exterminated!”

“You are done talking.” Maefyl had been pulling away a strip of skin from her side and tore it off completely at her hip and used it to gag her. He smirked at her look of disgust and her sudden choking at the taste of her own skin and blood. Maefyl grabbed her face so hard it bruised and stared at her coldly as he gave her the last words he would speak to her. “Lilith is not a whore, but this is not for my mother. It’s not for me either. I could give less of a fuck what heaven thinks of me. The lies and hatred you spread did not just make life miserable for me…. You made Gabriel suffer.”

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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.1

Maefyl slaughtered a path through Eden with a renewed hatred for Sachiel. He wanted to find her before Lucifer called her out. The woman had ruined a long standing balance. Waged war on the peaceful existence hard won by dozens of those close to him. Nearly destroyed a place that had given him more than he ever deserved.

“Careful, Maefyl.” Sanguine smiled as he stopped in front of a trio of menacing angels. There were more just out of sight waiting to attack.

“Not a problem, Sany.” Maefyl spun the swords in his hands as he shifted behind them. He obliterated the three of them and had already pierced through the throat of another before he grinned. “I’m always careful.”

“And where are you off to in such a hurry?” Samael crushed an angel to the ground as it moved toward Maefyl. He spoke mockingly as he broke it against the earth and glared at Maefyl. “Can’t you see Mr. Careful is too busy to play with you.”

“I’m in no mood.” Maefyl warned. “Go make yourself useful.”

“But I am, fetnakalu.” Samael shifted in front of Maefyl and grabbed his wrists to prevent any unnecessary violence. “You have a right beyond reason to seek revenge against Sachiel. I’m almost jealous of it, I wanted the privilege of tearing that angel apart.”

“If you can’t argue my right, get the fuck out of my way.” Maefyl clutched his blades tightly until he could center himself and he absorbed the chaos in them. He pulled from Samael and turned away. “You have a reason for following me?”

“I just want to see the look on your face.” Samael laughed and jumped into nearby trees to deal with disoriented angels. He shouted after Maefyl hoping to agitate him further. “I love the look of pain. Nothing hurts you more than the truth. I don’t want to miss it.”

“No time for this.” Maefyl ignored the taunt and continued his search. He already had enough motivation. No truth could make him more driven to make her pay for the suffering.

“Bravely walking away.” Shiroi laughed beside Azrael as he jumped in Maefyl’s path. “Can’t you see Kaleka Samael is trying to help you?”

“Why did I ever…” Maefyl bit his tongue to stop himself. He licked the blood from his lip before he began again. “It’s not help, he enjoys watching me suffer.”

“Now that’s unfair.” Samael licked up Maefyl’s neck as he wrapped an arm over him and trapped his legs with his tail. “I’ve been kind to you.”

“Deseka shentus zabol shok kasuk IsaAnku kosh.” Azrael stepped closer leaving Shiroi to stand watch. He slid his fingers up Maefyl’s neck smiling. “Deseka haka na ven ze wavala. Ven Zakesalek.’

“The two of you are what needs fixing.” Maefyl grabbed Azrael by the throat. “You have your whore. Keep your hands off of me. If you have something to say Samael, say it.”

“I’ll get Gabriel.” Sanguine started to flutter off.

“I’ve got this, Sany.” Maefyl called after her. “I need Gabriel where he is.”

“None of it will matter if you don’t get to her first.” Sanguine pouted. “This is wasting time.”

“Don’t fret, Kalu elt blekasa.” Samael caressed Maefyl’s side and pulled him back against him. “I am not going to hurt your vampire. In fact, I intend to side with him. He’ll have his vengeance. I just want to see it.”

Maefyl laughed suddenly and Azrael looked at Samael confused.

“Saba ke bavet?”Azrael slapped Maefyl gently on the cheek. “Kasuk saba helasa?”

“Truth…” Maefyl drew a blade into his hand and slashed at Azrael He smiled at the sudden confusion on the pale face. He shifted out of Samael’s intimate grasp and faced him, laying the blade against the pure white neck. “You want to see me suffer the truth of knowing what Sachiel is. Knowing the ghost. Did you forget I have all of Raziel’s experience locked up in my head. I already know. You are too late to enjoy that.”

“The Keeper.” Samael moved Maefyl’s blade aside with his finger. “He once again is ruining my fun.”

“Sek supas?” Azrael stepped beside Maefyl and squeezed his shoulder. “Danbol shok de.”

“Of all the reasons I have to hate you….” Maefyl smirked. “I don’t, Azrael. I should, but not for this.”

“Just another of Heaven’s secrets coming to light?” Samael stepped closer. “You are disappointingly content.”

“Hardly.” Maefyl pushed both of them away and leapt into the air, he grabbed Sanguine and flew off toward the strange pulse of power that was beyond the pesky soldiers. It was only for a moment but Sachiel had slipped up. Her strength was waning. Trying to create constant reinforcements was wearing her thin and as she started to reach her limit, the army was losing.

“What aren’t you telling me.” Sanguine pouted.

“I’m running out of time, Sany.” Maefyl patted her gently as he shifted through dense foliage in search of a fading trace of an angel. He had no intention of hiding what he had learned, but no time to share it. With her army dwindling a final confrontation was coming. “Lucy is not going to wait much longer.”

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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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TCOL : Eden : A Silent Garden Pt.1

“My head feels funny.” Karla stumbled as they took their first steps into Eden and Eidolon steadied her as he took in the situation. She was not alone in her plight, they were all being touched by the haze of Sachiel’s magic. The weakest among them were struck nearly blind by it, clinging to their loves fearful that they had actually lost sight and taking comfort in the assurance that it was only a trick.

“If there was any doubt before now, it can be put to rest.” Eidolon sighed. Sachiel had often been called on to manipulate the minds of humans and more susceptible creatures for her god. She had a remarkable talent for creating suggestive thoughts and planting ideas then erasing any hint that she had been there. “None but the Ghost have this much sway.”

“Iehovah’s phantom is only a pest, Eidolon.” Lucifer chuckled. “You give her far too much credit and the small army we have brought boasts far greater talents.”

“I guess that’s where you come in, you pretty thing.” Nei kissed Presia’s fingers and smiled at her. It was clear why Lucifer had summoned the most talented of the Sirens. The skill of Presia’s song could manipulate the mind, but she could also counter the spells of others that did the same. She could protect the minds of her companions from the cloud of fear and confusion Sachiel was trying to hide behind.

“Eden lend me your strength.” Presia spoke to the garden and gathered the wealth of assistance it gave. It seemed even Eden itself was eager to have the trespassers expelled and was going to lend its aid to their cause. She fueled her gifts with the power of the nature around her and breathed deeply before beginning a song that melted away the dark clouds in the minds of the others. As she sang and their senses returned some of them turned their attention to her aria and her smile made her song even warmer.

“That’s pretty handy.” Azazel giggled.

“The Siren will render some of Sachiel’s magic useless.” Kage cautioned them against overconfidence. “Still it is best for most of you to keep your distance, this distraction was a small taste of her capabilities.”

“You can all have fun discussing bullshit.” Maefyl leapt into the air drawing his swords as he shouted his intentions. He was not going to wait a second longer to do what he came to do. “I’m ending this.”

“Not going to run after him?” Lucifer smirked at Gabriel.

“No.” Gabriel would know if Maefyl needed him and they had already discussed the need for discretion in Eden. “I’ll be staying very close to you during this battle, Lucy.”

“Should I be wounded or flattered?” Lucifer laughed.

“You should be grateful.” Gabriel smiled and drew a sword and scythe from the chaos as his attire shifted to the robes he had long ago abandoned. Crimson and white draped around him and his hair fell loose. “I could have stayed at home.”

“Volbaken.” Azrael bit his lip as he stared at Gabriel. “IsaAnku saba supani parakibi.”

“Daddy?” Asura walked up to Gabriel as he folded his wings to his back. She smiled like a child suddenly and leapt against him in an excited embrace. “You look amazing!”

“Flap, Flap!” Neka squealed and bit her tongue as she concentrated on trying to make wings of her own and instead became a winged kitten and flapped in front of Kage blinking. “Neka did it wrong.”

“You did beautifully.” Kage patted her head and glared past her at Bishop. “You have no hope of keeping up with me. Keep her close and stay with my daughter, Kaneko.”

“Kyaa! That’s not fair!” Kaneko hissed. “He is going to slow Kaneko down!”

“I was going to do that anyway.” Karla tugged Kaneko’s tail. “But I’ll make sure to keep everybody out of your way.”

“Nyaa.” Kaneko licked Karla’s nose and smiled up at Eidolon. “Are you going to run off, Master Eidolon?”

“I am.” Eidolon squeezed them both to him and kissed them each softly. As long as Presia’s song kept their minds protected, Kaneko was clear enough to look after them and they would likely be in the company of others while Zakesalek saw to the worst of Eden’s pests. “Don’t get into too much trouble. Eternity will stay with you.”

“Come along, Falcon.” Kage hissed. “We have angels to slaughter.”

Kage and Eidolon vanished into the quiet forests of Eden to begin clearing the Garden of nuisances. There was an eerie silence in the once life filled branches, even as they felled several of Sachiel’s guardians there was barely a sound beyond the haunting beauty of Presia’s song.

“What a waste.” Kage hissed. “All these ridiculous lessers scattered everywhere. A useless display of power.”

“One that we are using to our advantage.” Eidolon laughed. As they cleared the Garden of Choirs they absorbed each of them and strengthened themselves, each one giving them power they intended to unleash on Sachiel. “What she has used so carelessly will be used against her. Can I ask you something, Viper?”

“If it is about that damned boy…” Kage hissed.

“Sounds like it will be a long conversation.” Eidolon grinned. He crushed a Throne to the ground just as Lilith arrived beside him and gave him a strange nod he interpreted as a request for his departure. When Kage gave him a quick glance and sighed; Eidolon decided to go off on his own and leave the two of them to work. “It can wait.”

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