Chapter 2

"Lord Lucifer, Abaddon has requested an audience with you."

"Is that so?" Red eyes glinted in the dark. "And what does he want with me now?" Long black hair, tinted with red highlights, fell over the face of the red-eyed young man.

Before an answer could be heard, doors banging open echoed through the dimly lit room. A man with short black hair stormed into the room.

"Lucifer!" He raged, glaring about with his dark brown eyes. "Why won't you just let me find the little bastard and kill him?"

A graceful hand swept the hair from his handsome face. "I think you have already answered my question, Abaddon, with your rash appearance before me." He smirked, white fangs glinting.

"Why you!" Abaddon growled through his teeth and made a step closer to Lucifer, who merely rested his chin in a hand and kept smirking, looking directly at him. This only served to enrage Abaddon more. "Why are you smiling?" He moved faster now.

"Samael."

In the blink of an eye, a man with short white hair and eyes as black as night stood between Abaddon and Lucifer. He merely looked into Abaddon's eyes, no feeling appearing on his face, as he outstretched one arm to keep Abaddon back.

"Now, Samael was just telling me of how you requested an audience with me, perhaps it would have been more beneficial to you if you had waited for my consent."

Abaddon snarled.

"As you wish." Lucifer waved his hand lightly. At that exact moment, Samael thrust his arm forward, crashing it into Abaddon's face and sending him crumpling to the floor. Blood ran down his face.

"If you would not mind, I do not want to look at you anymore, Abaddon. Please leave."

"Bastard…" Abaddon mumbled.

Lucifer's eyes flashed with rage and he stood up, his great bat-like wings fanning out behind him, twelve in total. His lips curled over his fangs in a grimace. He was soon upon Abaddon, clenching at his throat.

"Do not disobey me! I could kill you easily if I wanted to!" His grip tightened slightly, making Abaddon choke and claw at the stone floor. "You are only here because I can make use of you! The second you can no longer serve me, I will kill you!"

Lucifer threw Abaddon almost across the room, who barely managed to drag himself out the door.

Samael kneeled and bowed before Lucifer. "Are you alright, my Lord?"

Lucifer simply turned on his heels, his long black cloak swishing with his movements.


"Shit…" Abaddon dabbed at his bloody face with a soiled rag.

"Haha, you never cease to amuse me with your foolishness!" A female voice rang out.

"Shut up, Asmodeus!" Abaddon barked.

"Oh? Will you do the same thing to me that you did to Lucifer?" Abaddon's eyes widened as the voice was now coming from behind him. He swung around to meet the green eyes that were laughing at him.

A voluptuous young woman in flowing robes, red as blood, stood with a hand over her full lips, laughing.

She ran her other hand down Abaddon's cheek. "My dear, I can make you feel better." She whispered seductively as she leaned forward. Soft tendrils of wavy blonde hair fell about her face and over her shoulders. It brushed over her ample cleavage.

"Get away from me! I'd never sink that low that I'd have to sleep with you!" Abaddon swiped at her hand.

"How harsh of you!" Asmodeus stood back up, giggling. Her eyes narrowed. "Or is it that you know you could never satisfy me?"

"Bitch." He spat back. "Is that all you can ever think about?"

"Haha! Again your stupidity astounds me!" Asmodeus threw her head back laughing. "Don't you know, I am the very embodiment of sin; of lust itself."

"Fuck you!" Abaddon seethed before he got up and left, unable to tolerate her anymore.

"What a horrible daemon he is." A voice drifted out from the darkness.

"Humph. You only agree with me when you want something from me, Rosier." Asmodeus turned to the spot the voice came from. "Well, come out than, little incubus, its dinner time." Her deep red lips contrasted against her white smile.


'It has been five months, Akarui! Why have you not brought the boy to me yet?' Seraphiel thought to himself as he sat high upon a glittering throne. 'If Lucifer gets to him first…'

He was shaken from his thoughts when he heard the tap of someone making their way across the marble floors.

"Seraphiel, food has been prepared, and all your archangels are awaiting your arrival." A soft spoken young woman in long flowing robes bowed before him.

"Ah, Vehuel." Serpahiel smiled. "I shall be there in a moment, thank you."

"Of course." Vehuel bowed once again, two long brown braids on either side of her head falling gently over her shoulders. She promptly tapped quietly and quickly back across the floor.

As she stepped outside, strong hands grasped at her shoulders, making her jump.

"Ah, I am sorry!" She began to apologize, flustered.

"Heehee." She turned and met the brown of a young man with her own green ones.

"Uriel!" She blushed.

"Did I scare ya?" He grinned widely at her as he tossed his long black braid back over his shoulder.

"Uriel, why must you always do such things to me?" Vehuel sighed.

"Haha, because it is so fun! You're always so quiet, I like to see you get angry sometimes!"

Vehuel blushed once more and looked down at the ground. "Well…" she whispered. "Well," suddenly growing more confident, she raised her head with a smile. "I guess I will have to get you back one day."

Uriel smiled gently at her. "I'll be waiting."

The two archangels made their way to join the other four who had been left waiting for Seraphiel. As Uriel and Vehuel approached, Gabriel turned and looked away.

Vehuel's face got a sad expression on it as she looked towards Gabriel. "Um…I am sorry to have kept you all. Seraphiel will be joining us shortly."

They sat at their places around the large table, and sat quietly till Seraphiel entered.

It was an uneventful meal, and as soon as everyone was finished, all left to go about their duties, all but for Vehuel, who was left to clean up.

She quietly and efficiently picked up after the meal, and unbeknownst to her, Uriel had a hard time leaving her.

As for Seraphiel, he returned to his quarters, where he could be alone and no one was allowed to enter. He stared up at a large cross hanging prominently in the room. It was beautiful and ornate, edged in gold leaf. He ran a hand across it. 'Lucifer cannot get the boy before I do!' His eyebrows furrowed as he thought to himself.


Yami yawned loudly, purposely discerning his boredom. "It has been nearly a month since you found me, and yet you have not taken me off to God." He huffed.

Akarui said nothing as Yami pierced his back with an intense gaze.

"You could at least allow me to be unchained. I think you can trust me after all this time." Yami said.

"I am going out to buy ingredients for supper." Akarui replied without so much as a glance.

"Wait…" Yami tried in vain. He sighed. 'I guess he still doesn't trust me, even after all this time…'

The street lights were just beginning to light up as Akarui strolled down the sidewalk. Children ran about laughing, on their way home with their parents. As he approached the little supermarket where he had grown accustom to doing his shopping, he noticed a small shelf selling comics. He smiled to himself as he picked one up.

'Yami will like this.'

Blushing, Akarui realized what he had just said, and shook his head to try and get the thoughts out of it. The past few weeks made it seem as though he had always known Yami. He knew of his likes and dislikes, and they no longer found it hard to initiate conversation. But somewhere in the back of his mind, he was still wary of him, though he couldn't quite pinpoint exactly the reason why.

Akarui continued his shopping after slipping the comic into his cart.

"Thank you, have a nice evening." The clerk smiled as Akarui made his way back home through the mostly empty streets.

The dark buildings loomed overhead, creating dark allies. At first, Akarui paid no attention to them. However, one particular ally caught his eye.

He turned quickly to look into the darkness. A shadow had flitted by his vision, but he could no longer see it. Yet he could sense it.

'Shit, why didn't I pick up on him sooner?' Akarui cursed himself as he ran as fast as he could to get back to the little apartment, unable to fly with people around.

The small bag spilled its contents as it dropped to the ground, and the comic's pages blew in a slight breeze.


Yami sat alone, waiting for Akarui to return. Suddenly, he felt a strong sense of someone staring at him. He turned quickly to see a figure crashing through the window, lunging right for him.

"Damnit!" Yami growled as glass twinkled in the light and fell about the floor. Some of it struck him and scratched his cheek, making blood run from the wound.

"I'll show her!" It was Abaddon, though he was a stranger to Yami. "I've found you! And now I'll kill you!" His eyes flashed with blood lust.

"Who are you?" Yami attempted to shout.

"Haha! I'll show her, and I'll show Lucifer!"

Yami's eyes widened. 'Lucifer?' He had no time to think before the glint of a knife caught his eye. He moved fast, and it ricocheted off the metal chain about his neck.

"Why not save yourself the pain and let me get this over with?" Abaddon laughed with a wicked grin.

Before Yami could do anything, Abaddon had yanked on the chain, pulling him close.

'Damn!' Yami grasped at the collar that was tight around his neck. He let out a sickening gurgle and blood seeped from his mouth.

Abaddon was twisting the knife that he had plunged deep in Yami's back. He tore it out in one quick motion, making Yami's mouth open as if he were about to scream, but no sound came out. Abaddon ran the edge of the blade along the nape of Yami's neck before bringing it to his lips and licking at the blood.

"F-fuck…you…crazy…" Yami sputtered.

Abaddon, his eyes wild, slashed at Yami's chest, producing a large gash across it.

"Gah!" Yami shut his eyes tight as the hot metal cut deep into him.

He was falling limp, and Abaddon lifted him by the chain high off the ground. "Now, to slice that pretty neck of yours!"

"What…" Abaddon dropped Yami to the ground in a bloody heap, as he looked at the point of a spear that protruded from his chest. Behind him, Akarui's winged silhouette stood in the frame of the window.

"You…will die!" Akarui panted before ripping the spear back out, sending a spray of blood over his white wings.

"Shit…" Abaddon gritted his teeth. With the strength he had left, he unfurled large daemon wings and swung to get Akarui out of the way.

Akarui simply used the end of the spear to slice the palms of Abaddon's hands. Abaddon was now clutching at the gaping wound in his chest, making hideous choking noises.

"That…" He choked. "That abomination will die!"

Akarui's eyes flashed and he drove the spear deep into Abaddon's neck. "I will never let you harm him!"

Abaddon desperately pawed at the shaft of the spear, but soon his hands fell to his sides and his eyes rolled back in his head.

Akarui was gasping to catch his breath as the spear disappeared in a flash of light.

'Yami!' Akarui panicked and rushed over to where Yami's body lay.

"Yami!" He cried out, but Yami's head rolled limply in his arms. 'No…' Akarui clutched tightly to Yami's chest as the sound of shattering metal filled the room. The chains broke leaving only the collar around Yami's bloody neck.

Akarui scooped him up in his arms, and going to the broken window, he jumped. As he fell, he unfurled his wings and lifted high into the air. He didn't care as a group of people shouted in fear at him from the ground.

'Please, make it!' Akarui flew to the only place he could think of to escape to. He flew to an abandoned shrine nestled deep in a forest that was now rumored to be haunted by the spirits of the shrine ever since humans had let it fall to disrepair.


It was like stepping back in time. As Akarui landed on the old stone pathway, he looked around at the overgrown weeds, drowning the once beautiful buildings. The place was untouched for centuries, not yet fallen to the same fate as most shrines in the area, caused by the continued expansion and modernization of the world. Vines hung down like long fingers off the roof of the shrine, reaching down to Akarui as he creaked up the steps. Lush trees enveloped the area in shadow, and eyes peered out from the limbs at Akarui.

He was well aware of them. "I am not here to harm you." He directed his voice to the dark woods.

"Why? Why are you here?" Ghostly voices drifted towards him. "Go away!"

Akarui glared. "I am not leaving."

The spirits shrieked with high pitched anger. "This is our shrine! The humans forgot us, and we will never let them return!" Thousands of pale white figures floated from the trees. They appeared to be small children, dressed in ancient robes. "Leave!" They shouted in collective unity. The mass of them descended upon Akarui, smothering him from view.

A shockwave from the center, where Akarui stood, pushed the spirits back. "I said I am not leaving." Akarui glared with narrowed eyes.

"An angel?" "He's an angel?" "What should we do?" The tiny voices were now filled with fright as they began to retreat.

"I have already stated I am not here to harm you. I ask your permission to stay in the shrine for a time."

"An angel! Staying here?" Gasps and moans echoed in the air. "An angel…" The voices faded away along with the spirits.

Akarui entered the small shrine, dust stirring up into the air as he slid the door open. He gently laid Yami on the ground. Small figures looked at him curiously from the corners of the room.

'He is still alive.' Akarui furrowed his brows as he laid a hand over Yami's heart.

"Yami…" Akarui said gently. Yami didn't reply. Akarui drew a hand over his own heart. It ached. 'What is this feeling?' He looked down at Yami with sad eyes. There was nothing more he could do for him.


"Fuck!" Various items smashed to the ground as Lucifer threw them about in a rage. "That damn Abaddon, he has disobeyed me for the last time!" Lucifer pounded his fists on a little table.

"My Lord…" Samael suddenly spoke in his unemotional voice. "I can no longer detect any life signs from Abaddon.

"What?" Lucifer lifted his head. "Ha…haha, hahahahaha!" He began to laugh wickedly. "So the bastard has already been disposed of for me? How cruelly ironic! He tries to show me what he is capable of, and still is defeated in the end?" Lucifer shook his head.

"What are your plans for our next move?" Samael asked calmly. "I am afraid the boy may now know we are looking for him."

"May know?" Lucifer sneered. "There is no doubt he knows. He, however, does not know why we need him. Only me…" Lucifer glanced at Samael, "and you know what he is capable of."

Lucifer stood up, running his hand through his long hair with a sigh. "We must go after him with full force now. How is it that Abaddon was able to find him?"

"Abaddon had a natural attraction to those he was seeking to kill." Samael replied.

"So he did have some useful talents after all? Pity he is dead when I actually need him." Lucifer's eyes narrowed. "Inform Asmodeus that she is to go to earth and use her…talents…to gather information. With how rash Abaddon was, I am sure there will be word of the incident." Lucifer paused for a moment. "If we find out where the attack occurred, it will be easy to find the boy."

"Yes, my Lord, I will inform her right away." Samael bowed deeply before leaving.


Asmodeus sighed deeply to herself.

"What is it?"

"Ah, my dear Rosier. I have been sent on an errand for Lucifer. It seems that Abaddon made a mess of things before he was, dispatched." A smile curled over her lips.

"Ha, serves the bastard right!" Rosier sneered over his fangs.

Asmodeus chuckled to herself as she turned towards Rosier.

The incubus was in the form of a young man, and he was exceptionally beautiful. Long, blood red hair spilled down to his lower back and bangs framed his face. He seduced people with deep, purple eyes. Besides his beautiful features, he could easily be identified as a daemon by pointy ears, and by the long black tail, pointed at the end, that protruded from his backside.

Rosier sat with chin in hands, his tail swishing. "Why are you laughing, Asmodeus? You are probably most happy he is dead!"

"Hmm…I suppose you are right." Asmodeus looked off wistfully.

"So what has Lucifer asked you to do?"

Asmodeus huffed. "He wants me to go to earth and see if I can hear anything about an incident that could be tied to the boy and the attack."

Rosier jumped to his feet and walked to Asmodeus. He grasped her wrists tightly and roughly pulled her to him. "I am jealous of all the new meals you will get to sample…" Rosier licked his lips seductively.

"Is that so?" Asmodeus smiled lightly as she began to suck on Rosier's neck.

He growled and scratched at her back, pulling her robes down so they fell to the floor. She could feel Rosier. He was hard and pressed against her naked thigh.

"My my, aren't we hungry?" She paused before nibbling on the nape of his neck.

"Mmm…yesss…" Rosier moaned into her soft hair, running his tongue over his bright fangs.

Asmodeus was soon splayed out under Rosier, as he took her hard and fast. They both moaned with pleasure. Asmodeus' coming from the sheer pleasure of it, and Rosier from the delicious meal she was giving him.


9/15/07-I was impatient so put chapter 2 up anyway, even if only one person read the first chapter, lol!