Fighting Life

by Nightmare night

It's been years since I escaped the place were devils and angels roamed the lands, the seas and the skies. I've tarted a new life but as we know, the past had a way of tracking us down. And once that door is open once again, there's no closing it. But although the doors to my past may be opening, the doors to Elsewhere are closing...

The palace, which was once calm and serine moments earlier, was thrown into complete chaos in a matter of seconds. The five remaining brothers ran into their queen's inner chamber, hands on the hilts of their half drawn blades. They begun moving at the sound of screeching and crying from her accompanied by several crashing sounds echoing through the chamber.
They took in the scene before them. The queen, half dressed, was yelling and threatening the guard who stood watch outside her room.
"Then, explain Eliza," She hissed. "If you claim to do your job so well," She spoke lowly into the tense guards ear. "Then how did this happen!?" she bellowed causing Eliza to flinch.
The brother's gaze followed the enraged queens gesture as they relinquished the grip on their blades. They saw the young boy that had been sent to her chambers to relieve the queen of her sexual frustrations was slumped against the bottom of a tall pillar. All pillars in the room had a mirror on the front of them. The one the boy was laying lifelessly against was cracked and slightly shattered and there was a streak of blood from where he had slid down the stone column.
The first thought to cross their minds was that someone had snuck in and murdered the boy in attempt to end the queen and they automatically thought it was the Shadow Whisperer but the Shadow Whisperer, whether it was one person or more was unknown but either way, they only slit throats. He was thrown.
They realized it was the queen who had killed the boy, throwing him against that pillar in an explosive fit of rage. The next question was; What angered her?
The question was answered when their gaze landed on a basket of bright fruit that had previously been overlooked and at first, the queen's special boys were confused at the fact she would do such a thing all because a basket of fruit appeared at the foot of her bed. But a certain fruit, a deep red fruit nestled in the middle of all the others, stood out and they knew exactly what had happened even if the queen didn't. All at once, they were overjoyed, angry, shocked, sad and maybe even slightly fearful. The person who sent the basket was their brother Azreal. He had escaped years ago without a trace and they presumed him dead. This only proved he was alive and they were so thrilled. But the mental celebration was short lived as it dawned on them that their brother wasn't letting them know he was alive, but was sending a message to the queen; I can get this close to you while you're awake and fully guarded by everyone. You're not as safe as you'd like to think. Just you wait.
Their expressions were stoic and grim as they wondered what their lost brother was up to. But their thoughts were cut short when Mizu, the queen, ordered them to dispose of the useless guard and the boy's body before sending them to hunt down the wretch that dare try this. Without a word, Eliza's throat was slit and the two bodies were dragged out to the pit before being dumped into the black flames, calling their name. All five took to the sky in a 'V' formation. Azdrama was at the head of the V and was flanked by Azure and Azir with Azeus and Azazeal following after them. For the first time ever, they were nervous. What would happen once they found their brother? If they found him at all. With many questions bouncing about their heads, they flew southward, the starry night sky providing a good cover for them as they searched for the last in the set of six.

You're alive Azreal. Just wait for us, we're on our way...