After her agreement, Sam was to take jobs and favors from the demon lords, and Lucifer. She did was she was told until she was allowed a break a couple months after. Having little sleep the past half human-year, she slept. She was asleep for about two weeks straight, at the base of her tree, with chaos reaking around her. The Hell City has been taken over, as with almost all of the others. It is being transformed to suit the humans. She still didn't know what was going on when woken up by the Archangel, Malthael. He was still disguised as an elite, waking up to her tree with a fellow elite.
"You feel that?" There was a pulsating energy coming from the tree, he was one of the first people to ever notice.
"Yeah, some magic or whatever. Wake up, sleeping beauty." The elite lightly kicked one of her legs, watching and waiting.
After a good ten seconds, she cracked open her eyes, yawning and stretching. After a second of trying to figure out who was in front of her, she recognized Malthael. "Uh.. How? Why?"
"Wadda you mean how? You didn't notice anything? " The second elite nearly dropped his gun.
Malthael chuckled slightly, "Have you been asleep this entire time?"
"I never slept ONCE on earth, if I did, didn't last long." She stood, fixing her hoodie. "The hell's goin on?"
Malthael whistled lowly, "Damn. Anyway, the demon fuckers," He coughed. "Excuse the language. And their Generals raided Earth. Took a whole bunch of people and cities."
"Atlas.. Or, Ryan, is.. Dead. Got killed defending the Middle Eastern Command Base. Commander Winheels is missing, and Commander Anderson was wounded defending Rome."
Sam's eyes shifted to a very dark brown, but keeping silent.
"Then we fought back. With every fucking weapon we had. Wiped out most of their forces in the first couple of weeks, killed most of the Lords. Heard they called it the "Infernal Circle"."
"Yeah. Satan's execution is scheduled to happen soon, too."
Sam perked up, eyes turning back to the silvery white they were. "Wait. What. Really?"
"Commander Sanageyama is gonna slice him using his new Samurai Angel Mech. Gonna put his new vibro-blade to the test..Yknow whats funny tho?"
"Hm?"
"Not once did we ever hear from Heaven. No one came to the Pope to tell him to stop, no one came down here to stop us." The angel looked at Sam. Harshly, and she could feel it. "Its weird."
Coming from him, that should have meant something but it didn't strike a match to her. "Id think they want nothing to do with it. Better to let some things roll out rather than mix yourself in it and make it worse."
The other elite looked off elsewhere, "Suppose so."
" Almost time, you wanna come with us to see the execution?"
Almost instantly she nodded, slightly brown eyes again. "Yes. I have to."
"Heh, alright." A helicopter touches down nearby as if on cue. "Our ride. Cmon." Both elites, and Sam walked to the heli. Sam got in after the angel, whom she found herself very oddly comfortable being close to in a confined space like this. The chopper took off and they flew off towards the Hell City. Below them, human workers and soldiers scout and take demon survivors to new homes. They land on a landing pad on top of the Capitol building, the execution platform being at the end of the city. Sam hopped out as soon as she could, waiting for the others before moving on. They lead her downstairs to where the meeting chambers used to be. Now the throne has been destroyed, the fancy ornaments are gone, and the center piece has been converted to a command post. Hook, Sanageyama, and Untani are crowded around a holotable showing the remaining Hell forces and Lords.
Sam aimlessly looked around, she was trying to map out the new changes that have recently happened. She couldn't help but question; why didn't they just call for her when this was happening? Did they know she had slight emotional attachments to the humans who were doing this? Maybe the demon lords all had a slight heart after all. It wouldn't be a strange thing for some of them to child her. She was around half of the lords near the beginning of her life.
The guards leave Sam to go cover the front entrance, not before saluting the Generals and letting them know she is here. Sam stood where she was, still mapping out the area.
One of the Generals she didn't know too much, Untani, spoke up. "Ah, Look. Sam has returned from… Her slumber?"
She looked at her and nodded. "Yeah. Hi."
Hook was staring at sam, who had no doubt began to fall for the demon when time was spent so closely. "You… Where were you?"
"Obviously getting some shut eye." Untani laughed, with Hook glaring at her as if she made a mistake.
"Sleeping at my tree. I couldn't sleep on earth to much, probably because I was slowly dying and my body didn't want to deal with sleep and just focus on not giving up."
Untani seemd a tad caught off guard, watching Sam crack her neck. She looked at hook, her eyes turning brown again. "...I really did miss you guys. A lot actually. And that's not something I should admit either. I attach to people really easily."
For once, Sanageyama spoke. "Yes, we have wondered about you ever since you left."
"I find that hard to believe really. Only because I left of a rude note. But If I didn't leave sooner I'd probably have went insane."
"Do not worry, we understand. If anything, it was our fault for keeping you there. " A loud, beeper went off, causing sam to flinch and look around for a source, failing when she noticed it was literally coming from everywhere. "Ah, yes. It's time."
Sam remained quiet, Untani laughing to herself. "The execution of the Dark Prince himself. This will be interesting."
Sam placed her hood back over her face, sighing. The Commanders exit, Sanageyama went off to his Mech while the others headed to the special event stands. Most of the soldiers and workers are now waiting around the platform for the event to begin, some helicopters were filming the event. Sam quietly and moved like a snail to the stands, a place in front, closest to Lucifer, who was on his knees, and hands bolted to the stage. Sam mentally whined at the sight, and questioned herself. Her whole life she hated the man in front of her with a passion, yet she cared about him to no end. Sanageyama's Mech powered to life and stands over him with his sword, the crowd was yelling and throwing things at Lucifer.
She kept staring at Lucifer, taking notes of everything. She had always wanted to bring him to an end, merely due to all the suffering he's ever caused, but not like this. This was full of shame and humility. This was a public scene and far over exaggerating standards. If he was going to die, it would be by HER hands. And NOT like this. His eyes gaze over to Sam before looking back down again, his expression looking morbid. Her eyes flashed a mix of brown and orange now, and she was confused as to why she was sad and scared about the situation. Something wasn't feeling right.
Sanageyama's Mech Sword began powering and lighting up, the blade starting to glow an ominous purple. The Mech raised the sword above his head to deliver a downward blow. Lucifer sighed deeply, his expression turning sad and a single tear, not molten or stone, but a natural tear falls him his right eye. "What? Crying?" Sam mumbled to herself, now panicking a tad at the situation. As the crowd jeers on, the sword goes launches downward with lightning speed, Sam bolted her hand out as if to stop it, but the sword stopped right before she was able to stop it herself. Sam Retreated her hand to the railing, leaning on it and looking forward at the scene.
The crowd stops cheering and falls silent. Sanageyama's sword stopped short of its intended target.
"Do it!"
"Slice the bastard!"
"The hell are you doing!"
Sam growled loudly, tuning to the crowd and scoffed at them all, fairly loud as her voice was made for it. "Shut the hell up! As if it was going to happen!" The crowd hushed, looking at her, shocked at her outburst. She turned back calmly, looking at Lucifer and Sanageyama yet again.
The Mech seemed to be having trouble, the arms are couldn't move and are slightly jerking. Lucifer's expression turned from sad to surprised. Then a bright white light appeared from the soot and ash covered Hell-sky above. It shined down on Sanageyama's Mech and the hands drop to the side, letting the sword go. Everybody looked up at the light, except for Sam's, who were glued to Lucifer.
Three humanoids, all wearing armored cloaks and hooded so their faces cannot be seen, floated down and in front of the stage. Sanageyama piloted his Mech away. The first one wears a black cloak, matching armor pieces and has 8 pitch black wings, although the feathers can still be seen. The second one wears a white cloak, matching armor pieces, and 8 pure white wings. The Third wears a golden cloak, with matching armor pieces and 8 pure golden wings. Once Sam was able to notice they were really there, she regained her posture. She had a blunt idea of who they were.
The Three Archangels raise their right hands at the same time, and held them over Lucifer. He disappeared under a cloud of pure whiteness. The Golden One looks over at Sam, although nothing under the hood can be seen except for a black abyss, the eyes still can be felt looking at her, and which, she did feel it. She stared back, and growled a bit at him. After the other two saw her staring, standing there, the three ascended back into the white light.
Everybody was quiet, half the people around looking at Sam weather it be confusion, fright, or anger. Not long after, the crowd was shouting and conversing with each other. Sam ignored the scene, walking through the crowd as a slight path was made, people hushed as she walked by. She was growling extremely loud, hands balled into fists at her side, keeping her hood over her face, she was the epitome of anger at the moment.
She made her way back to her tree, punching and scratching at it, feeling a mixture of confusion, anger, and depression. Funny enough, with each one contradicting themselves, she found out her strengthening emotions.