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TCOL : Epilogue : As It Ends, So It Begins ~Fin~

Kage walked away from a frustrating evening only to have it spill over into a frustrating night, he loathed the idea of parting however briefly from Neka on such cruel terms but he simply needed time to himself.

“The discussion is over, Neka.” Kage stood firmly beside the locked door behind which her pet would spend the next few hours and pointed across the hall. “Your room. Now.”

“Daddy…” Neka whimpered. “It’s not fair. Neka will be lonely.”

“Thanks, kid.” Malice pouted as she fluttered nearby. “We’ll be fine, Lord Kage.”

“See to it she stays occupied.” Kage patted Neka on her head softly. “I am not going to apologize for teaching you obedience, Neka. You would not respect me if I did.”

“Neka will behave.” Neka hugged his legs abruptly and went to her room sniffling. Malice followed after her and Kage walked down the hall as the door closed.

“Settled?” Lucifer asked without looking up from his feverish scribbling into one of his journals.

“I don’t enjoy the fact she is already starting to fight my decisions.” Kage claimed a seat near Lucifer but stayed distanced enough to leave his writing undisturbed. “How did you handle Kaneko?”

“Kaneko was never a problem.” Lilith interrupted casually as she handed Kage a glass of wine. “She is a child, Kage. Neka will start to see the good in your decisions eventually.”

“Is that so?” Kage grinned cruelly. “When should we expect this miraculous understanding from your child? At least mine have respect for their parents.”

“That’s enough, Kage.” Lucifer continued writing.

“You must have had an eventful evening.” Kage sipped his wine. Lucifer had not even raised his voice to stop the quarreling. He had not once looked up at either of them since he arrived. “Should we be jealous?”

“You should still your tongue before I tear it out.” Lucifer looked up at him coldly. “I’ve never given either of you cause to doubt me. Don’t insult me again, Kagami.”

“Tek, Vasun.” Kage bowed his head in understanding. “I didn’t mean to say that you would…”

“My evening was spent with Maefyl.” Lucifer closed his journal and it vanished, finding its place on one of hundreds of shelves around the room. As he folded his hands he smiled at Kage. “Considering the efforts I made to keep you both, and the continued efforts I make to sate you both, I do not want to hear even the passing thought of jealousy. Is that clear?”

“Kryss has quite the talented daughter.” Lilith quickly changed the subject.

“I doubt Kage battled so long with Neka to rehash the evenings events, my Love.” Lucifer shifted playfully into Kage’s lap and started to gather up the long, dark hair of the blushing Viper in one hand as he pulled himself close. “Did you want my attention?”

“If you can spare it…” Kage’s fingers shook on his glass until Lilith was kind enough to take it as she walked by on her way out. “I did not realize you were still writing, I would not have interrupted.”

“Shut up, Kagami.” Lucifer grabbed Kage’s hair tight in his hand before he kissed him. While his mind had been elsewhere, he promised himself and his loves that he would make time for them. It was a promise he meant to keep. It helped that it was one he enjoyed keeping. Worry melted away when he was with them and while Kage wrapped his arms around him, Lucifer could almost forget the living words pulsing with the riddles of all existence on the walls around them.

 

It may have been a touch too early,

But his soul is a restless one.

Maefyl was always meant to have this secret.

I trust him with it.

It is not his knowledge of their existence that has me worried, but he still has so much to understand.

I only hope that he can fully accept it before any of the others realize what I have done.

There should be time.

So many distractions now.

Even for myself it seems.

But I am looking forward with enthusiasm.

Embracing the unexpected is rejuvenating.

Disaster can be therapeutic.

 

“He seems content.” Lilith smiled as she came to bed and saw Kage slumbering beside Lucifer. “Is it okay to join you?”

“Of course.” Lucifer welcomed her warmly into his arm and kissed her as she settled against him. “In fact he would probably sleep right through it I tossed you on his back and had you right now.”

“He would be mortified.” Lilith giggled.

“He is not that asleep.” Kage hissed and turned over hoping to ignore their cooing.

“Oh, Kage.” Lilith tugged a bit of his hair. “Stop being difficult. Let him enjoy us.”

“He can enjoy us all he wishes.” Kage turned enough to glare at her. “Separately.”

“Leave him.” Lucifer took her wrist and kissed it until she dropped her hold on Kage’s hair. As Kage relaxed back to bed, Lucifer pulled Lilith beneath him. “You are going to have to stop teasing him, my love.”

“But I so enjoy it, my Lord.” Lilith smiled up at Lucifer adoringly. “I think you do as well.”

“Let me do the teasing.” Lucifer grinned. He had a thousand wicked thoughts run through his mind, but he decided Kage still needed time to adjust and instead focused on pleasing Lilith. As she moaned he kissed her and did Kage the favor of putting him to sleep.

 

 

I imagine this excitement I feel is somewhat akin to what a child feels embarking on the unknown.

I feel renewed and inspired.

Ready to take on the unwritten chapter.

I have yet to be defeated by an ending.

I do not plan on bowing out just yet.

-L

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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 : Breaking The Ghost : Raging

“You are fucking gorgeous.” Maefyl jumped onto Gabriel’s back after he felled several thrones with his scythe. He may have hated the title, but Gabriel was beautifully skilled in his role as the Angel of Death. Maefyl interrupted his work long enough to pull him back by the hair and kiss him, then tapped his cheek and smiled. “Keep Lucy out of my way.”

 “You will be the death of me, Maefyl.” Gabriel grinned as he went back to his work. Watching Maefyl tear through several more soldiers as moved quickly through the hordes.

 “That was a little gross.” Asura chuckled and sliced through the backs of a principalities knees, ducking as Azazel pounced on it and ended it’s existence. “If you have time to be smooching with Dad, you wanna lend a hand over here?”

 “You should not have come here, Asura.” Gabriel scolded her half heartedly. She was in no way a burden in this fight. Her years of practice had honed her skills brilliantly and her ability to work with her spouses so well was astounding. “This place…”

 “Needs to be cleaned up is all.” Bezer hooked her arm around Asura’s waist and shifted above the angel attacking Nikolai. Asura gracefully accepted the lift and on her descent drove her daggers into the angels neck on either side. Bezer winked back at Gabriel before returning to the fray. “I think secretly you are just jealous Asura is surpassing her folks.”

 “Bezer!” Nikolai grinned as he pretended to chide her for the remark. He nearly devoured the soul of the angel in front of him before he bowed his head to Gabriel. “As always, I apologize for my pets. Still, Asura came as we all did. To stand with you.”

 “And I thank you.” Gabriel sighed and grabbed Lucifer by the back of his shirt. “I am not that distracted.”

 “I was only going to help the others, Gabby.” Lucifer chuckled.

 “You’ve helped enough.” Gabriel pulled him aside as a thundering giant of stone and fire walked over them crushing dozens of choirs in it’s wake. “I am not letting you out of my sight.”

 “Yet you let Maefyl wander off all alone.” Lucifer teased. “For once, Gabby. I don’t think I am the one up to something.”

 “You will not deny him this.” Gabriel sliced over Lucifer’s head slicing a Throne in two and covering Lucifer in the rain of blood. “And you will stop lying to me.”

 “Was that entirely necessary?” Lucifer pushed back his blood soaked hair, cleaning up the mess as he did. He ignored Gabriel’s continued rant as he turned to watch a skirmish nearby. Angels seemingly drowning in the air the tried to breath as flames crept up their legs. Kage gladly contributing to the mess by tossing the corpses of his victims skyward before opening his jaws to devour them. The spill of blood splattering those below. Lucifer caught an power by the throat and crushed the life from it without so much as looking in its direction before he smiled back at Gabriel. “Are you still upset I brought Eden here? Or is it that I conspired to free them?”

 “That you lied.” Gabriel sighed as he watched the Djinn now calling itself Ifre laughing at the burning wings of a dying angel. “This is madness, Lucy. And they are dangerous.”

Breakseal

“Such violence.” Evadia had suddenly started screaming wildly when she caught sight of the battle. Rather the sight of it had stirred up the ghost inside her. “This is witchcraft! God, Save us!”

“Evadia, calm yourself.” Farren held her close uncertain of what else to do. Crying out for a long dead savior meant the soul Sachiel forced into his daughter was alive and well.

“God?” Brig laughed softly and headed over to help shaking his head.

“Don’t do anything stupid, Brig.” Shana pleaded with him. “You’ll get us into trouble.”

“No worries, doll face.” Brig patted her hands and kissed her cheek before he crouched down beside a frustrated looking Farren and a screaming child. He winked at Farren and laid his hand on the girls head. Gently stroking her hair. “Easy kid. What makes you think this is witchcraft?”

“Only God can create miracles.” Iesu looked at the boy and grabbed his hands. “Magic is the work of devils.”

“No devils here. A few assholes maybe.” Brig let himself plop down to the ground in hopes to ease further worry. Cid and Tali climbed up his back and peeked over his shoulders and he could see the fright on the child’s face. Brig smiled. “These two? They are harmless. Don’t be rude, introduce yourselves.”

“I’m Cid.” The fargoyle smirked but kept his place on Brig’s back.

“Tali.” She fluttered forward into Brig’s lap and sat smiling at the strange girl that had at least stopped screaming for the time being.

“Iesu.” He reached forward and nervously touched the creature. “You don’t seem evil, but…”

“She isn’t.” Brig slapped the girl. “It’s rude to assume everything you don’t understand is evil.”

“Don’t touch him.” Van warned when Farren moved to react. “Razzy will rip you to shreds.”

“Do not hit her again.” Farren glared at Brig.

“No…” Iesu held his hand against his face. “He is right. I misspoke. I should not judge….”

“And you can cram that.” Brig laughed. And took the child’s face in his hands. “You said Iesu? The world has changed. You have a lot to accept. I need you to listen to me for the sake of the little girl who has to tag along.”

“Neka thinks she should just shut up and watch.” Neka stuck her tongue out at the girl before turning her attention back to the fray. “Fawwen, make her shut up.”

“Sorry.” Bishop shook his head and wished he could just carry her off a bit further to keep any other hurtful comments from popping out. “She is just excited.”

“Hey, help me find Master Eidolon.” Karla ran over to Neka and Bishop to provide distraction and smiled when Bishop closed his eyes in obvious relief and gratitude. She let Neka scold her for being silly and point out Eidolon as he and Kaneko moved across impossible rivers of wind and fire. “He is good friends with your Daddy.”

“Neka knows that.” Neka giggled. “Daddy has pretty friends.”

“These are good people.” Brig continued making his point to the impossible child once Farren was through scowling. “God has shit to do with it. You and I are lucky to know any of them. Evadia is going to be lucky to have them.”

“Stop playing with the kid, Brig.” Van insisted as she jumped excitedly at the edge. “Come look!”

“Raziel…” Brig stood slowly and watch as a gleaming white dragon rose above the fray and howled. He felt Evadia tug his hand to stand beside him but couldn’t tear himself away from the sight.

“Wow.” Evadia joined him in awe as the white dragon dove toward a collection of angels being rounded up by rising walls of stone and burned them to ash with a breath of flame. As the heat rose on the wind and brushed over the plateau, Evadia looked up to the strangest smile on her new friends face. “Who is that?’

“Our Lord Raziel.” Shana smiled back at them. “And I’m telling him you blushed, Brig.”

“I did not, ShaSha.” Brig snapped himself out of the stupor and looked down at Evadia. “Welcome back, doll face.”

“Thank you.” Evadia grinned. “My ghost gets funny sometimes.”

“We all do.” Brig went back to argue with Shana over his flushing and hoped the girl’s Father could handle the rest.

“You should put that smooth talking to work on your cotton candy compatriot there, London.” Eliza sighed as she watched Raziel’s cheerleaders fawning over their Master as if he were the only one fighting the enemy. “Talk some sense into her. If you expect a child to accept all of this, you should expect her to give Vivi a chance.”

“E.” Donovan put an arm around her and covered her mouth. “Stop it with your shit.”

Eliza stepped on his foot and bit him. “I’m tired of this one-sided…”

“You are all very loud.” Li’da commented coldly and walked through them to stand beside Presia. Still singing a beautiful melody that kept the heads of her charges clear and the winged army distracted. Li’da pointed at the Siren and let a childlike grin distort her face. “She is the one we wish to hear as we watch. No more of your bickering.”

“You cheeky little bitch.” Eliza jumped and struggled to get at her while Donovan held her back and Caleb tried to calm her down. “I’ll rip that grin off your face.”

“Aww, what’s the matter, bitch?” Van laughed. “Little cutie there make you nervous. Afraid your Vikarr is gonna ditch you for the fascinating monochrome she has going on?”

“Quit it, Van.” Brig punched her shoulder gently. “It isn’t worth it.”

“Do you mind, lovely?” Vikarr appeared in front of Eliza and lifted her face to kiss her. His appearance had startled her into calm and the kiss left her blissfully relaxed. Donovan released her and Vikarr wiped a smudge of blood from her face. He folded his wings to his back. “I know I said to call on me anytime, but I am a trifle busy at the moment.”

“They were being….” Eliza pouted until he laid a finger on her lips and winked at her. “Sorry.”

“Just watch me, lovely.” Vikarr smiled and led her to the edge, careful to push her back with his fingers he walked backward off of it. Standing on the air as if he were still walking along the cliff. “I’ll keep you entertained.”

“Kiki says you should go a few rounds as a panda.” Eliza smirked and rested her fists on her hips. “Cause they are cute.”

“I did not!’ Kiki protested and ducked into Eliza’s cleavage giggling and whispered. “I don’t even know what a panda looks like.”

“Can’t disappoint an audience.” Vikarr sighed and dove back into the fight, mid descent shifting into a large white and black bear to entertain his bride.

“Nyaa!” Neka giggled and tried to mimic the change. Balling up her fists and biting her tongue sideways as she drew in the magic and wiggled around in Bishop’s arms. Her change was again imperfect and she ended up cuddled up as a smaller white bear still bearing a cat like tail in Bishop’s embrace. She pouted up at him. “Neka did it wrong again.”

“Good.” Bishop hugged her tight and smiled. “I can’t carry a panda.”

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TCOL : Eden : Broken Locks Pt.1

“Confident are we?” Gabriel leaned against a large broken pillar and sighed as he watched Lucifer blink a dozen thrones out of existence. “Is there even a point to this farce any longer?”

“Whatever do you mean, Gabby?” Lucifer chuckled. “Can’t I enjoy this? We swallow pride and defeat, but only taste victory? Seems like a poor dietary decision. I can’t stomach the idea of it. I’ll feast on my accomplishments and anyone foolish enough to get in the way of them.“

“And what are you trying to accomplish, Lucy?” Gabriel sighed. “What great victory will there be in this?”

“We are defeating a villain and saving the world, Gabby!” Lucifer clapped his hands together as he spun to face Gabriel and three angels behind him burst into flames and fell to ash. “What better victory could there be?”

“You still intend to lie to me?” Gabriel scowled. “I can smell you in every corner of this place. You’ve broken your promise to me. To all of us.”

“Not so much broken.” Lucifer walked past Gabriel smiling. “Those promises hinged on a truce that we have all broken. Besides I only said I would leave the rest of your seals in place, not my own.”

“You left yourself a back door?” Gabriel rested his forehead against his fingertips.

“Did you honestly think I would give up Eden?” Lucifer laughed. “I just need one of you fools to bleed here.”

“Try it, Lucy.” Gabriel held the hilt of his sword tightly, ready to draw.

“I’m not going to attack you.” Lucifer shifted behind Gabriel and hugged him. “I doubt I’ll have to. I imagine Raziel will manage to make himself useful and stupidly get himself mangled protecting one of those lovely morsels of his, but I don’t understand why you are so opposed to seeing Eden restored.”

“Don’t you mean unleashed?” Gabriel smirked. “How strong have they gotten?”

“They are wonderful, Gabby.” Lucifer chuckled. “And they still won’t behave for me.”

“You are a fool, Lucy.” Gabriel sighed.

“I prefer foolishness to boredom.” Lucifer listened as Sachiel barked her orders to find the child. “Though prudence has its merit, until that little asset has been acquired we let Sachiel wait. I like knowing where all the pieces are before I make my move.”

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TCOL : Eden : A Silent Garden Pt.3

“Kyaa!” Kaneko ripped her blades through a Principalities back, tearing through it’s wings as she pulled them up and kicked it to the ground before turning to open the throat of another attacker. “Ridiculous angels should know better than to fuck with Kaneko!”

“Nyaa!” Neka wiggled about happily as she clung to Bishop. “Neka wants to play, too!”

“I’m supposed to keep you safe.” Bishop hugged her tightly. Watching the vicious and chipper sister of the girl in his arm slaughter creatures so carelessly was unnerving enough on its own, but seeing how Neka admired her for it was frightening. The violence he wanted to protect her from seemed to run in her veins. He could feel her heart racing as she watched. Bishop forced himself to ignore the fact he could smell the blood in her as well as the blood Kaneko had splattered them all with and he smiled at Neka sweetly. “I can’t let you help this time. Maybe when you get a little taller.”

“Thrones.” Raziel warned and pushed his more vulnerable puppets into a protective barrier with the others he let Galik unleash his fiercer form. As Galik moved with bewildering speed through the trees and caught one of the powerful creatures by the neck with his tail Raziel sliced through it with thousands of strands of chaos.

“Go, Galik! Go, Razzy!” Van cheered them on excitedly as she swung Frikk and Frakk by their feet. She glanced over at Shana cringing as Raziel tore the wings from another angel. “Aren’t they amazing?”

“I guess I forget sometimes what we married.” Shana nodded. It wasn’t so much the gore that made her wince, but the ease with which they killed. Each death was brutal and unforgiving, intentionally cruel. And then forgotten as if they had just shooed away a fly. Raziel had no remorse for a single soul he absorbed and Galik seemed to enjoy it.

“I don’t.” Brig kissed Shana on her cheek and patted the heads of the fargoyles she cradled in her arms. He never forgot what demons were capable of. What Raziel was capable of. He had just found his way past needing to dwell on it. “And it’s who, not what. Don’t make him mad, ShaSha.”

“Weird family.” Karla muttered as she wiped Kaneko’s face. “It’s like they are scared of him.”

“Kaneko thinks they are just confused because he always looks like this.” Kaneko straightened her face until Karla laughed. She hugged her tight and ran off through Raziel’s protection and pounced on another of the soldiers trying to break through it. “Kyaa! Kaneko was busy!”

“And you think that we are weird?” Brig smirked.

“Ugh.” Van sneered. “Just ignore them. I don’t get why we got stuck babysitting anyway.”

“Your Lord Raziel offered to look after Neka.” Farren sighed as he watched the battle restlessly. He wanted to lend his aid, but having to stay so close to Bishop limited his options.

“Kaneko behind you!” Karla screamed and tears of relief fell as Kaneko kicked her feet behind her and knocked her would be attacker away. Her relief quickly turned to shock when Farren stepped past her through the barrier and wrapped his fingers around the angels neck. The winged soldier convulsed and its skin started to crack and bleed. “What are you doing to it?”

“I can’t stray far from the boy.” Farren shrugged as he stole life from the rotting angel. He hoped he could at least offer enough defense to let Raziel work to his full potential. “But I can destroy anything that gets close. No harm will come to the Falcon’s brides or the Viper’s children. You would be of more use elsewhere, Keeper.”

“I am content keeping pace with Eidolon’s brides.” Raziel dismissed the offer. Farren had genuine intentions but if they were overwhelmed it would be Raziel and his puppets held accountable. “I don’t doubt your intentions, Farren. I can see them well enough. But you are traveling with treasures that need protecting. We remain together.”

“Neka wants to walk.” Neka slid to her feet and giggled when Bishop grabbed her hand and tugged her close. Neka shuffled her feet through the remains of fallen angels and swung her tail as she looked up at Raziel. She smirked as she looked into his emotionless eyes. “And Neka doesn’t need the Keeper.”

“She doesn’t mean anything by that.” Bishop laid his hand on her soft hair and managed to smile at Raziel. “Neka just wants her Father to be proud.”

“Well, she certainly has his nasty side.” Van sneered down at the girl as she stepped in front of her. She rested her hands on her hips and grinned wickedly as Frikk and Frakk crawled through her arms. “You should be glad Razzy is looking out for you.”

“Kyaa!” Kaneko hissed and pounced over Van, turning in midair and landing in front of her to issue her warning. “Kaneko doesn’t like the way you talk to Neka. Watch your mouth, you pastel tart.”

“I don’t like the fact the kitten is pulling my little buddy there around like a puppy.” Van poked Kaneko in the shoulder. “Back off, bitch.”

“With me, puppet.” Raziel pulled Van aside as Kaneko clawed through the air where she had been.

“The singing stopped.” Brig interrupted halting any further scolding or attacks. The air had become silent and it was just as much the taint of hatred Sachiel had left in the garden as it was personal grudges that was making them lose their focus. He held Shana’s trembling hand in his and smirked at Raziel. “Even Galik noticed.”

“So he did.” Raziel knelt beside Galik and put his arms around him. In his thoughts he could see the struggle of his most precious creation trying to keep himself composed and make his Master proud and the shame of being unable to act. “Keep close puppet. The dark hold on this place is weakening, The Siren’s song will be unnecessary soon.”

“And I didn’t mean to snap at the kid.” Van sighed. “I just feel bad for Bishop.”

“Kaneko is sorry, too. You apologize too, Neka….” She grinned and started to turn and her eyes searched franticly for her younger sister and her strange toys. “Neka…Where….KYAA!”

“Master Eidolon is going to be so mad at us.” Karla whimpered.

“It’s not like she’s alone.” Shana offered. “We’ll find her.”

“She’s with a dumb kid and a traitor.” Brig shook his head and watched Raziel for some idea of what needed to be done. His emotionless Master focused on where the child had been silently as he held Galik in one arm and rubbed Van’s fingers softly in his. Brig walked closer with Shana and crouched to whisper. “You take Shana and go find out who turned off the music, cupcake. I’ll help these two find the lost kitten. They couldn’t have gone far.”

“You do not give the orders, puppet.” Raziel stood and pulled Brig to his feet, feeling a moment of fear in his puppets before he pushed his lips to Brig’s. He left a smile and a flush on Brig’s face as he pulled away and gestured toward Eidolon’s brides. “Go.”

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