Mark and Lucifer shake hands, and the ground rumbles a bit. A scroll falls from the ceiling and lands next to a scrawny looking demon who quickly rushes it into another room. "The deal is made." Lucifer said with an evil laughter at the end. He walked over to Sean and placed his hands against his chest, finding the ribs. He sinks his claws into Sean, Sean letting out a blood curdling scream. Pulling him in two. Anti having a dark shirt, grey ripped skinny jeans and a bright green eye on the right side. Sean in his normal clothing as he stumbled to stand. Mark tried to run over to him, Lucifer stopping him. "Not so fast." He does the same to mark but instead dark appeared in dark red and black jeans. He had black eyes that practically pierced through a soul. Mark falls onto the floor and takes in a few deep breaths looking at his evil twin. This was going to be a mess.
As Sean stands up, he couldn't help but look at anti. He was creepy, one bright green eye on one side and blue on the other. His hands had claws that could easily rip apart flesh. He had to fangs that made biting into things hurt more. This thing lived inside of him. This thing clawed its way out and hurt others. This thing was evil. Mark hands Sean a rope and smiled. "Time to be "parents" of two hell creatures." Anti glared at mark with a snarl and Sean tied a rope around antis waist. "What the hell?!" Anti growled and Sean smirked. "You're not getting out of my sight. We are going home. No funny business." Anti groaned and dark laughed before a rope is tied around his waist.
As they make their way back up the large stairs and towards the rope, Lucifer calls Gabriel. "I know you helped mark and I want to know why!" Gabriel sits on the other side of the line, tapping his finds softly to the music in the bar. "Let's not talk about why I hel-" Lucifer slammed his hand on the throne arm. "You're going to tell me. Now." Gabriel chuckled and licked his bottom lip. "You know where dark and anti came from right?" Lucifer relaxed a bit. "Tell me more. I only got a broken angel when anti came down." Gabriel snapped his fingers and appeared in front of Lucifer. "Well, anti and dark where angels. Sweet, loving angels. Dark still an angel, but turned. Anti is a fallen angel." Lucifer rubbed his temples. "OK?" Gabriel walked around the floor, picking up the gold staff. "Anti and dark got into an argument about helping the humans. Much like you and dad. They fought and fought but it got dirty fast." He waived the staff in the air to expose a memory bubble.
Sean was dressed in white with a silver and black trim, mark dressed in a white with a gold and black trim. Mark was standing in the way of the gate, holding the same staff Gabriel was holding. Sean had bright wings that expanded from his back. He was holding his own staff and had an angry glare on his face. "Mark, you're going to let me through those gates or I will end your life." Mark looked at the gate and looked back at Sean. "You will turn around now and I will forget this. But if you fail to do so I will rip your wings from you and banish you to hell." Mark pointed his staff at Sean, Sean's wings dropping. Every angel had a spark of black inside of them, a small chip of demonic blood. Some angels became infected and others spark it and change into demonic forces. Sean gripped his staff tightly and lunged at mark, the two fighting with everything they have. Mark knocked Sean to the ground and points the staff at him. "You have broken the ancient laws of the heavens. You were strictly forbidden to interfere with humans. For that you shall pay for your transgressions." He slammed his staff down into the white tile, Sean rolling over as quickly as possible. "We were made to protect the innocent! If our laws keep us from doing so then what is our purpose!" He yelled and gets up, dodging marks hits. He slammed his foot into marks side, mark sliding into the gates. Mark turned around and slammed his fist into Sean's face, the spark of demonic blood ignited. He growled, the right side of his face were mark had hit now dripping black blood, his eye turning a bright green. He stands up and dropped the staff, "I will no longer stand as your partner." Mark watched Sean carefully as he stumbled. Sean falls to the ground and his right eye drips the goo onto the tile. He looked up at mark, tears streaming down his face. "Please, mark...just let me leave." Mark, walked over to sean, bending down to wipe the tears off his cheek. He then lets seans head lower as he walked behind him. gripping the white wings he ripped one from Sean's back. His screams shaking the heavens as the black and gold blood mix. He throws one wing down in front of sean. Mark then grabbed the other wing, crying as he rips the wing out of Sean's flesh, letting the puddle of blood get bigger and bigger. It broke marks heart to do this to his lover. It was painful to watch, but even more painful to do to the person he loved. The impact ofhis broken heart enough to ignite his back spark unknowingly. Mark leaned down, "sean, i-" sean throws him out of his way. He crawled over to the gate, no longer innocent to live there. He placed his hand on the gate, shoving it open. The bright light turning black as smoke covered the ground, he placed his hands on the gate, pulling himself up to his feet before stumbling out of heaven. And thus, anti was born.
Anti stumbled through the dark clouds and cold air before falling, his body split in two, anti falling to hell and Sean falling to earth. Years later anti went on a hunt for his body, searching different countries and areas until he finally found it. Re taking over the vessel he once used to inhabit.
Lucifer taps his foot. "So how did Darky dark become a thing?" Gabriel smiled and holds up the staff again, popping that bubble. He then waived it to show mark standing in front of the high council. "Sean has fallen." Mark walked up to the highest council member, placing Sean's wings on the table, black blood dripping onto the papers. "He's a demon?!" The man yelled and mark steps back. "Look I know how this sounds, I'm devastated too. My partner, my soul mate broke the law and is a demon now. Its a lot to take in." The council member taps his foot and looked down at mark. "How did this happen?" Mark rubbed the back of his neck and speaks up. "He was trying to protect some humans on earth from a natural disaster that was supposed to wipe them out. But he broke the law, I tried to stop him and now he's running around like a cockroach." The high member groaned and points to the door. "Good work mark, such a shame that Sean will no longer be with us." Mark walked out, his heart sinking. He goes back to his post at the front gate, starring out in hopes Sean would return.
Mark was determined to go get Sean, even if it meant breaking the law. As mark stands in front of the gate, he can feel his body shake, his wings dropping feathers. He looked down at his hands, claws pushing his nails out. He began to panic and looked up at the gate, he had no choice but to get the hell out of there. He opened the gate and shuts it, running out into the dark clouds. His eyes turn black and his teeth sharpen. Falling to his knees he ripped at his wings, black ones appearing under the white feathers. Then it happens to him, he drops from the sky and splits in two. His memory gone just like Sean's as he falls to earth and as dark falls to hell. But soon enough when he hears that anti has found his vessel he's determined to go find his own.
Mark, Sean, anti and dark are back at home, mark in the kitchen cooking with dark. Anti upstairs going through some boxes in the attic as Sean records another video for his channel. Anti was running around all over the place, ripping things apart, throwing things around. Soon enough he knocked over a box labeled "Sean's childhood" Anti finds a small box inside and stares at it for a while, trying to figure out how it works. His bright green eye illuminating the room.
Mark looks up at the ceiling when all the rustling stops and gets slightly worried. He goes to the attic and looked around quietly. Anti had opened the small music box, soft piano playing and an angel with wings spinning round and round to the soft beat. He placed the music box on the floor and had laid himself down next to it, starring at it. His eyes opened and closed softly as he keeps his eyes on the angel. It was the calmest he had ever seen anti in the longest time. He smiled softly and closed the door, heading back down to dark.