"Oh Azrael, you old fool." stated Ulthane with a grim tone.
He drew the golden Armageddon Blade from its place at his side and handed it to the Archangel of Death. The blade thrummed with power, being the only weapon capable of breaking the Apocalypse Seals.
Azrael hesitated for a moment before gripping the large hilt. He raised it above his head with the tip pointing toward the layered Seals below. The Angel murmured an incantation to activate the power of the Blade. Just as he was about to pierce through the first six as instructed, he felt an ominous feeling wash over him. A familiar feeling, that one he gets when a human approaches the end of their life.
But so much stronger.
His trembling hands tightened their grip on the sword before plunging the blade into the Seals.
All seven.
Every Angel and Demon on every world felt the breaking of the Seals.
Azrael and Abaddon felt it too.
The leader of the Hellguard paled, "What have you done?! You shattered all of them in one! Now the Horsemen will be called to Earth!"
Azrael looked on in shock as the magnitude of what he had done came crashing down upon him, "I just started the Apocalypse. I have just doomed the Third Kingdom."
"You did more than that! The Horsemen, Azrael! Their duty is to judge EVERYONE! Angels included!" Abaddon shouted frantically. He looked to the single Angel guard, "You! Send a message to Uriel. She is to recall all of our forces save the ones at Lostlight! We must prepare for the Horsemen!"
Azrael looked shocked, "You didn't even care about the Balance or the Third Kingdom! You just wanted to win against Hell. Even now the Demons travel to Earth, yet you WITHDRAW our forces rather than defend the Humans! The Humans that you persuaded me to damn. 'There will be no war, Azrael.' You said this. Yet now that war has come you run and hide? Are you really so afraid of the Horsemen that you would run from them?! Are you really so recreant?
"WATCH YOUR TONGUE! You may be an Archangel, but I am still more powerful. Call me a coward again, and you will not leave this place alive." Abaddon snarled, his visible eye gaining a reddish hue for a moment before shifting back to white.
Azrael saw, however, "You... you have Fallen!"
He barely managed to teleport before the slender sword of Abaddon passed through the space his neck had occupied. The Angel of Death reappeared next to the sword, grabbing it and Ulthane before falling into a Serpent Hole.
So I just had what you see floating around my doc manager and I had 5 days left on it so I figured I may as well upload it and see what happened. So what do you think? Should I make this into full story or leave it? I'm still focused on Rinne and Pride right now so for people waiting, don't worry.
Either way I will not start writing this one at least until I have written an arc's worth in both of the aforementioned fics.
Yes I realize this was extremely short.