Even demons cowered in his wake, nothing was safe from his uncontrollable wrath when it was unleashed, unleashed...like the four demon lords could see approaching, as the dark, evil voice yelled once again.

"Gabriel!?" The massive centipede bowed lower, his entire body flat and straight, as he looked downward.

"...Yes master..." The dark figure rose, malicious, orange eyes, a complete orange, no pupils, no irisis, just orange...Nybbas shook with his own emotion category as the other three demons seemed to back away, as the figure came down, walking swiftly and with the full intent of strangling the centipede. He growled down at him, as there was a sudden bang and a yell, as Nybbas was kicked, and was sent flying backwards across the room, smacking into the wall and soon slumping lower, as his large body hit the floor, a large, blazing orange burn where he had been kicked...

"You all disgust me!" Malphas seemed to find the floor interesting, as Apirus scrunched down a bit, his mouths all shut and his eyes all looking away from the black figure. "...Demon lords..." He turned on his heel and strode back to his throne, sitting and the red blazing eyes turning back to them. "...I made you who you are today by the potential I saw upon each of you those thousands of years ago...this is what happens? Being defeated by a worthless surface dweller!? You are all pathetic." Nybbas slowly got back up, the wound starting to heal itself, as he rejoined the others, laid out in a line in front of the massive thrown. The thrown, which sat atop, and had a large pile of bones, skeletons and skulls laid all around it.

A large dark gray stoned chair, with a mighty back and arm rests to either side. In it, sat the father of death, misery and every horrible thing that happened since the birth of time itself. He sat, tall as the tallest man, skin a putrid deep red, hints of muscles throughout his visible body. Upon his torso, a large lightweight silver colored armor, a shape of a massive skull crested on it, this spread only to his shoulders, his entire, large arms completely bare. His face had a black goatee, his teeth were a shining white, each tooth as sharp as a pin. Instead of hair, two, massive horns, as if from a rams head, pointed straight back, and up at a slant. His feet wore nothing, and massive black talons could bee seen on his feet, equally sharp as the pointed ones on his hands.

Below his armor, he had large bars of metal, fused together around his waist that went down to the same length shorts would on a person, these were also silver. Finally, at his side, leaning against the side of the back of the chair, was a massive, gleaming scythe, a black handle with a reflection of the thin powerful metal showing the demons. None spoke, until Oboros's voice came, as he skulked to the far right, hidden by shadow.

"...Master...if I am able to speak..." The devil looked towards him, now leaning back in the chair, his hands resting on his knees as one crossed over the other, in a mastermind plotting position.

"...Granted." Oboros bowed, everyone in the room, including the Devil himself that he was his favorite.

"...If I am so bold to make a suggestion. Our problem is not only in this Dusk person being powerful, and now we know Gabriel his guardian angel; We also know he is a strategist to a point, and is also not good at long range combat."

"...Go on..."

"I humbly suggest sending some legiondaries, instead of wasting us one by one...if we know he can handle one enemy well enough, I believe we should try several, as well, as see what types of enemies he is weak against. Besides, we all know, the angels terms of helping is mainly against demons, they won't have nearly as much leeway in fighting monsters. Like a game of chess my lord, let us see what this fox is not great against. Yes, long range combat is a weakness, but it won't be enough. We need to exploit him more, if we can do that, with the proper monsters sent after him, he wont be able to fight back, and won't have the chance to summon for help..." The Devil smirked, leaning forward, and looking right at the black figure not twenty feet away and down a little.

"...Legiondaries?...Heh, well I do suppose that some of my pets need to be let out for a while...alright Oboros, we shall use your idea. Which beast would you recommend for this being's skills?" The black figure bowed again, at his lord using his brilliant idea.

"...First of all my lord, I suggest we try a less...predictable approach, if you will. I propose we find a select group of monsters, that will bring him...to them." The large red nightmare smiled and got up, knowing exactly who he was speaking off. He snapped his fingers, and started to laugh, as did the others once seeing he wasn't going to kill them for speaking anymore.

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Far off in another part of the underworld, a large gate opened, and instantly a beautiful song was heard, as if women were singing. But this song was not a normal song, it drained a man of his mind and turned him into a mere slave of the song, luring him to it, and thus, to his death. These, were the Sirens.

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Ahhhh, come on! That can't be true!" Dusk raised an eyebrow, sitting at the couch in a lazy position as he held up a pin, as Jeremy sat next to him, looking at him with a little disbelief.

"Sure it can. It's the sun."

"Yeah but...sixty miles? Pfft." Dusk shook his head.

"I'm serious Jeremy, if even this head of a pin were twenty seven million degrees, the temperature of the sun's core, then everything within sixty miles would be lite on fire...actually the first ten miles it might just be incinerated." Jeremy turned back to the Science Chanel, as Dusk put away the pin and smiled, knowing Jeremy just didn't like having Dusk be right.

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Wings flapped silently as if there was nothing there, the only sound was of that song, as they sang non-stop, as they had always done. Any other sound was not only drowned out, but silenced by the beauty of the song, destroyed and made non existent by it. The sound moved, and they made there way into the surface world, as they flew over trees and cities, somehow knowing, somehow...as if using their songs as a radar.

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"How about that? Do you believe that?" Dusk smirked, looking at Jeremy at the other facts the show on the sun was giving him, now saying that there were multiple layers to the sun, each complicated in it's own way, and each having a separate, much lesser temperature as it went. The younger white fox only rolled his eyes and leaned back into the couch, not making eye contact with the white fox, as he smiled.

"...Yeah I guess." Dusk smirked, throwing a fist in the air.

"Yes! I win!" Jeremy again rolled his eyes, turning away and laying down on his side as he continued to watch on that lazy Friday...which soon, would become more exciting than he ever thought it would be.

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They approached, looking down and finding their way gracefully into the tangled remains of the giant stalagmite's from Apirus's attack. Hiding themselves among them so they couldn't be seen, they began to sing at full volume, which, was not really as much singing louder, but somehow being able to project their voices farther to a farther range.

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"Awww, poor Jeremy lost ag-..." Dusk froze, as he seemed to stare straight past Jeremy at the wall. Jeremy sniffed and covered his head with the pillow, not yet hearing the voices and soon went off to sleep. Dusk looked out the window, and got up, heading out of the house into the yard and looking past that, across the small dirt road and into the gigantic meadow, the with forest of rock formations in the center. He couldn't help it, that sound...it was the most beautiful sound he had heard in his life, and he wanted to get to it, with all his mind and body he wished to find the source of the wonderful voices...

Ohhhh dear...Dusk I wouldn't go over there...

I checked up on my poll for greek monsters and found a lot of people actually voted...so I'm going to add some of those in here, if your wondering wtf I'm doing mixing Chrstianity with Greek myth. XD