"So now we need to discuss your little grandchildren." Dagon mused. "Specifically, what we need to do with them."
Azazel raised an eyebrow at that. "I don't think there's anything we need to do about them." he said smoothly. "They did their little spell and now they're done."
"Are they?" Ramiel shot at him. "Magic like what they've done, it's addictive, it's empowering. I don't think they're even close to done."
Azazel was staring at her with an icy glare. "And what are you proposing that we do?" he asked, his voice tense and barely restrained.
Dagon looked him straight in the eyes. "We need to kill them." she told him.
Azazel straightened up at that, narrowing his eyes. "No." he said simply.
"They are a danger to us, they are a danger to the hierarchy of Hell." Dagon told him. "We can't trust them, they only listen to us because they know we're stronger than them. For now."
"They haven't done anything to make us think that they want to have anything to do with Hell or anything to do against us." Azazel reminded him. "In case you haven't noticed, they ran away from Hell and only came back when little Sammy was injured."
"Asmodeus, Ramiel, you've been silent." Dagon said, turning to look at the youngest of them. "Thoughts? This century please?"
Asmodeus was silent for another moment, finger trailing over the scar on his face. "Azazel," he finally said. "What do these children of your blood want?"
"As far as I know, nothing." Azazel said. "They've always been entangled with one another more than anyone else, including Mary. I'm not surprised they tried to bring her back to life."
"They didn't just try, they succeeded in doing the impossible." Dagon injected. "They cracked open the Empty. They dragged a soul, the right soul, out. They brought a demon back to life. We can't just let them go like this."
"And what do you want to do Dagon?" Asmodeus asked instead. "You want to make them an enemy? They've proven themselves powerful, over and over again. Even as children, they killed other demons. They've overpowered Hell's beings. You really want them as your enemy?"
"And you just want us to leave them alone?" Dagon spat out back at him. "You said it yourself, they're powerful. Their power is growing. What's keeping them from deciding to turn and kill us instead? Take the throne and lead Hell?"
"What makes you think they even want to?" Asmodeus retorted back. "They've never even given the single hint that they want to take the throne."
"And you want to wait for them to make their move, when it'll be too late?" Ramiel asked. "When it'll be too late to stop them?"
"You're rushing into things." Azazel told them. "The moment they were able to, they left Hell and only came back when it's completely necessary. I'm not going to listen to this, you're not killing my grandchildren."
"I didn't completely get rid of the idea." Asmodeus added. "I'm just saying that maybe we're going too fast and not sure. I don't want to lose a possible strong source of power and magic if we decide to kill them."
"We're not killing them." Azazel said lowly to them, losing his composure fast in a way that only these three could make him do so. "They are my blood and I decide what to do with them."
"I think we should establish some sort of boundary at the least." Ramiel said, pulling out his pocket knife and wooden figurine, starting to carve into it again. "We've let them, and most demons really, to do as they wish, given them too much freedom."
"So then first order, we need to reestablish the hierarchy." Dagon told them. "Remind all demons who we are and who they are. As well as where they belong on the tantam pole."
"That goes to every single Hell-bound creature." Ramiel agreed. "Including your grandchildren Azazel."
"So do you want to be the one to tell Cain to return to Hell or are you just going to send a very unfortunate pigeon?" Azazel said tensely.
"Could always force Cain to come back." Asmodeus mused. "Not to mention, we can demand that he create more knights, seeing as they were all killed."
"By him." Azazel reminded them. "I doubt he'll be willing to do anything. He's made it clear he wants to be away from Hell."
"Cain is to be determined." Dagon said, waving her hand at him. "But the rest? We need to cull them, tighten their collars once more, and make them understand." her eyes flashed yellow. "Just who we are. They don't fear us as they did anymore, and that's going to change immediately."
"And as for your grandchildren,," she added, looking at Azazel. "Make sure that they're ready to come back home. Very, very, soon."
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