Category: Darksiders I & II
Rating: M
Couples: Azrael/War, Strife/Caim
Warnings: AU, Yaoi, Lemon, Mpreg
Chapter: 24
Copyright: Characters & places © By Appropriate Copyright-holder, Plot & OC´s © by me and Food-for-mind
Author's Note: Sequel to Angel of War
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Caim was utterly conflicted about having been purified by the Rod. He certainly didn't mind so much that he could now visit his family without having to fear being murdered for being Fallen.
Even the whole colour-change he could deal with after getting used to it; it's not like it was like his wings changed form or something like that…
No, the worst thing was that everyone now treated him differently. Even three of the Horsemen were acting differently towards him now that he was officially a High Secondborn. It was maddening that only Strife had changed nothing – aside from his nickname – after Caim became Haniel again.
"If my mother wouldn't murder me, I'd waltz into Hell to Fall again." Azrael's brother muttered into the pillows he was trying to suffocate himself in.
"You said something like that an hour ago already." Strife was sitting beside him on the bed, cleaning his guns. "And I believe the hour before that as well."
"It's still a viable thought." Caim flapped his wings, barely keeping from smacking his lover. "Creator, this is horrible. To think that there are Fallen wanting this. They don't realize the mess this causes."
"Considering everyone figured it'd be only wishful thinking." The Gunner reached over, gently combing the long feathers. "Those that do would not bother to go beyond the ramifications of seeing their loved ones again." He chuckled lightly. "Considering how happy your mother looked when first seeing you all white, I'd say it's worth it."
"I know that as well." The angel sighed while hugging the pillow. "Azrael was beyond thrilled as well. As was dad…" He frowned at the headboard. Just a short while after Caim had somewhat become used to the whole purity-thing again, Rahab had jokingly declared that his eldest could take up the mantle of 'Guardian of the Tree of Life' again. "I swear he insisted on a second child so he could give all his Out-of-Heaven jobs to his descendants."
"Makes one wonder, doesn't it?" The Horsemen snorted, keeping at performing wing-care for his lover. "I am sure we can fiddle it so you are too busy working for us to have to do that?"
"I am not sure fulfilling all your fantasies is an appropriate way to dodge what had once been my life's duty." The older male smiled lightly.
"What about yours?" The Nephilim laughed when the angel shoved him.
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A couple months later, Azrael announced another pregnancy, the elation of his children being safe enough to activate his ability to conceive once more. For once, Death did not complain about yet another child running around in the fortress.
Caim nearly got an aneurysm when someone asked whether he had gained Azrael's ability to conceive after being purified since it had happened through matching their energies.
He promptly got another one at the news coming from Heaven that a Firstborn had conceived. It had been since well before Eden that the White City had received a new Secondborn and for the Firstborn in question it had been even longer. Laylah had conceived for only the third time in her entire existence.
"Are you sure you do not want to join us, brother?" Azrael smirked at his sibling. "Family-pregnancy?"
"Considering how well Mom does in her pregnancies I am not going to risk it." The elder angel muttered darkly, crossing his arms while studying his brother's growing stomach.
"My pregnancies are fine." The Gatekeeper chuckled lightly, resting one hand on the bulge in his middle. "Perhaps you too will get them from our father's side of the family?"
"With my luck, I'm going to get Mother's pregnancies worse than she does." The former Fallen refused, looking out into the garden where Strife was training little Gabriel. "Besides, Creator knows how my Fallenness affects it."