Wormwood had always knew that his only surviving child was on Earth, even though he couldn't feel his presence at all. The Fallen God was mixed with emotions of being pissed off because the boy survived the massacre and relief that he still had a child left. Wormwood walked through the streets of New York City, the city was beyond populated for his taste. He shrugged it off, It didn't matter, anything bad that will happen in the future would start in the United States.

He did wonder where Chuck was at, after all, a God must greet the visiting God to their home. He pondered at the idea of Chuck be more willing to let him try an experiment on his children… maybe one of the archangels. Michael has loyalty, Lucifer has charisma, Raphael is amazing at healing and Gabriel has tricks… if he could change their dynamic to benefit him to go against the Galaxy Council that would be lovely. Of course, he does have his own followers but the more he gets, the better things will be.

He looked down at the address that he tortured out of a regular demon of the whereabouts of his son. He looked at the brick building, tilting his head. It wasn't what he imagined for his son to live in.

He walked up the steps to knock on the door. Two minutes passed before the door swung open, revealing a messy haired Dominique. Wormwood gave a small smile to him before Dominique tried to slam the door quickly only to have Wormwood's foot to interrupt.

"Is that the way to greet your Father?" Wormwood asked, not budging his foot.

Dominique growled. "Your no Father of mine."

Wormwood used his body to push the door open, sending Dominique back a bit, allowing himself in and closing the door. "Yes, I know, I've been gone for a few million years."

"How about the fact you killed my siblings. Your own children!"

Wormwood didn't move. "They turned out to be failures," he said casually. "But you-" He studied his son. "You adapted to the demon blood with your angelic. Of course, you would be stronger if you accessed both instead of being a full demon."

Dominique didn't say anything.

Wormwood took a few steps towards him. "The demon, Anthony, I believe is his name, told me you had fallen in love with one of Chuck's children. Johnathan, am I right?"

Dominique tensed at the mention of his old lover, his eyes flared dangerously. "You. Know. Nothing," he spat out.

Wormwood nodded. "You're right. I don't know the whole thing but I was told. Chuck killed him because the sweet, baby Johnathan had fallen for an angel- demon, one that is frowned upon."

The anger overwhelmed Dominique, making him charge at the God and pining him against the wall by his throat, his dark grey wings shot out from his back. "Don't speak his name!"

Wormwood pushed his son off him, he gave a delightful smile when his son let his wings flared out. "How about you do a payback? Instead of spreading chaos around here, it's time to go after Chuck and all the ones that betrayed us."

Dominique stared at his Father. The God knew that his son would love to have his lover back even if it meant he had to do anything, he found his leverage to have his son on his side. Dominique didn't respond, Wormwood smiled even more, he had his son.

-Crowley transition-

"What's going on?" Tyries asked Duma, Anael and Naomi.

The three female angels had finally reached Gulu, exhausted from pushing their limits of their flying capability since they had no time to waste. Their cousin, Kielo, had been on guard duty for the Gate, he was shocked to see them, after all they haven't visited each other since Lucifer fell. They filled Kielo in of what was going on, concerned about it all, Kielo had closed the Gates temporary and led them to his Father. Tyries was in his office, organizing the files he had on his desk when they interrupted him.

Tyries frowned slightly at the exhaustion of his nieces. "Where's the rest of your family?"

"They're busy," Naomi spoke, she didn't care if the exhaustion had leaked through her words. "Wormwood… he's coming."

Tyries looked at Naomi then to the other two whom just nodded in confirmation. The God of Gulu leaned back in his chair, rubbing his chin, he knew what this means. Wormwood had vowed to destroy everyone once he got out, though, the Galaxy Council had locked him in the deepest part of the galaxy under great security and it was impossible to break out, unless he had gotten help. He must have gotten someone to break him out. Tyries closed his eyes and thought of Chuck, his friend…brother, had been through a lot of shit lately; killing Johnathan and grieving over of what he had done, dealing with demons, the war…. Heck, even Tyries went through closer to the same shit. His children became divided, one of his daughters was arrested by the GC…

"Stay the night and rest," Tyries finally said, opening his eyes. "Kielo," he turned to his son. "Call everyone back home, send out a message that we need to prepare for a fight."

Kielo nodded. "Yes, Father." With that, he was gone.

Tyries looked at his nieces. "I need to know what exactly your siblings are doing now."

-crowley transition-

The spell to the Empty didn't make much sense, plus Gabriel didn't want to risk the chance of him actually dying. Thankfully, Rebecca, had found something else, it was a spell for his mind to go to the Empty and not risk the chance without dying. He drew a few runes on his body with ashes.

"Okay, what's the next step?" Gabriel asked, looking at the runes on his arms.

Rebecca looked at the spell she had found. "Well, the spell is in Italian." She handed it to him.

Eremiel was standing off to the side. "Is this a good idea?"

Gabriel looked at his younger brother. "We don't have a choice." Eremiel didn't say anything, he just remained to the side unsure about this idea. Gabriel looked down at the spell. "Con la forza della mia grazia, e le rune sul mio corpo, mi permetto di essere preso." The runes on his body started to glow a golden colour. "Permettetemi di prendere al Empty."

As soon as he finished the spell, the runes glowed even more before his veins glowed as well then he zoned out.

Rebecca looked at Eremiel, still looking a bit worried. "I hope this works."

-crowley transition-

Gabriel was half in the Empty and half back in the real world, he could still feel his siblings presence on the other side. He floated through the Empty, trying since feel any of his deceased siblings presence.

"Raphael? Samandriel?" He called out, looking around. He still couldn't feel anyone.

He continued to float around until he finally felt the presence of another angel. He quickly looked around the Empty to find Gadreel, lying on the ground. He quickly went over to his younger brother.

"Gadreel!" He began to shake his brother. "GADREEL!" He did that a few more times before Gadreel jolted violently awake, sitting up and grasping for air. Gabriel stayed by his side.

Gadreel blinked, turning to face Gabriel and frowned slightly. "Brother? What are you doing here?" He paused for a moment. "You're not dead, are you?"

Gabriel shook his head. "I'm not but I don't have much time here. Listen, Gadreel, our home is being threatened by Wormwood and whoever is helping him and we need all the help we can get."

Gadreel slowly nodded, Gabriel hoped that what he was saying was processing quickly in his head. "What can I do?"

Gabriel smiled at that which meant he was catching on. "Find our deceased siblings and wake them."

A/n: Kielo= O/C

Tyries= O/C

Dominique= O/C