Heavenly Hellions, Hellish Angels, Human Bodies

Story By: Maeleana

Chapter 5: Choices

Disclaimer: Still don't own. But donations will be accepted in appreciation of this story. .


All he saw, in the first ten minutes of consciousness, were dark blurs and the occasional flicker of a candle, gradually his vision cleared. That didn't help much. WuFei sat up and looked around the room, the closest comparison he could make was being in a cave with a few candles for light. He was about to get up to find out where he was when a door opened.

"Ah good you're awake. I was afraid Azrael and Beelzebub had caused you some lasting harm when they got you." The speaker was male, apparently about twenty or so, with shoulder length black hair and an annoyingly familiar smile.

WuFei regarded him, "Where am I?"

His host continued smiling, "Before I tell you that I have some other things to tell you...."


It had been a long hour in which WuFei had not only been informed he was a reincarnated Angel, but that he was currently at the border of Hell and his host was Lucifer....the devil... He had been shown Quatre, who didn't look to be in very good mental health.

"Tell me what you want from us." He was in Lucifer's office, with the Lord of Hell.

Lucifer looked at him, "You won't believe me, but it's a matter of keeping all of creation in balance."

WuFei raised his eye, "You're right I don't believe you."

Sighing Lucifer got up and moved, placing a medium-sized mirror in front of WuFei, "This mirror can only show the truth. Even if I am the Prince of Lies the mirror cannot deceive. If you ask it to display something it will in the most truthful manner. Test it if you wish."

WuFei looked into the mirror a moment before silently asking the mirror a question that no one could answer with anything but the truth, Why did I fight in the wars? Before his very eyes he saw images of his family, the clan, and finally......Meiran lifelessly laying in their meadow. He saw the markers he had set up for everyone in China.

After several minutes of silence from the young Asian, Lucifer spoke up, "Ask the mirror what I want from you and your friends."

WuFei did, but he wasn't prepared for what he saw. The great Heavenly wars raged before WuFei's eyes. The Angels seemed to be split into two large groups and one very small group. The mirror showed him close-ups of the key players in the battle, a voice in his mind identifying them as they appeared: Michael, with his flaming sword leading those who remained faithful; Lucifer, who had questioned and defied God's will; and a young woman who stood at the front of the small group, which numbered possibly twenty. She was not identified, but WuFei knew he would remember her, her gentle features tear-stained and marred by sorrow. No woman should have to be that sad. The images changed to show Eden and the tempting of Eve, then various places, times, and events.

After the last image faded back into his reflection WuFei looked over at Lucifer, ".......I believe you. I believe that you are working for balance, and if you require my assistance you have it. It is only just."

As Lucifer nodded WuFei's vision went dark, but swiftly cleared up, and he swayed almost losing his balance, "What was that?"

"That was you becoming one of the Fallen Angels. The only drawback of taking my side in this." Another familiar expression crossed Lucifer's face.

WuFei looked questioningly at the Devil, "The 'only' drawback?"

"Allow me to explain...." WuFei swore he knew that smile....


"So what you're saying is by the time Michael returns we have to decide if we want to go back to Heaven or not?" Heero asked the next morning as they ate the breakfast Jolie had made. In less than twenty-eight hours they had already started to accept Jolie as Duo's mother. Duo himself was starting to call her 'mom'.

Jolie nodded and served Heero another helping of pancakes and sausage, "Yes. I know how difficult a decision it will be so I've arranged a visitor to 'assist' in helping you."

Trowa raised his eye, "You don't sound certain that this person will help."

"I'm not. Now don't worry, just finish your breakfast. Our visitor will be arriving any time now." Jolie said as she started cleaning up the kitchen.

Duo was getting antsy...again. They had been waiting half an hour since his mother announced they would have a guest. He smiled to himself. Not only had he gotten her to tell him about herself when she was alive, but Duo found out that he might get the chance to meet his father as well. Jolie hadn't said that in so many words, but she had said his father was still around.

Just as Duo was starting to get lost in thought the doorbell interrupted his mind. He jumped up and ran to answer the door before anyone else could blink, barely hearing Jolie call for him to slow down before he hurt himself. Not even checking he threw open the door, "Hel......AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!"

Hearing Duo scream Heero and Trowa reacted grabbing their guns and running to the foyer, aware of Lailah following them. Entering they saw Duo hugging someone to death.

Breaking out of the hug Duo started to question the guest, "Where the Hell have you been Wu-man?? Do you have any idea what kind of crazy shit has been going on?"

"One: don't call me 'Wu-man'; two: that's exactly where I've been; and three: yes I do." Turning his attention from the braided baka WuFei nodded to Heero and Trowa, "Yuy, Barton, Maxwell this is Natasha." He indicated his companion who had effectively hidden behind him.

"Isn't Natasha a girls' name?" Duo asked as he eyed the obviously male person.

WuFei smirked, "Maxwell as tempting as it would be to watch you get eviscerated, it's not wise to insult a demon."

Heero raised his eye as Duo's jaw dropped, "Let's go to the living room to continue this. Lailah went to get us drinks."

"Lailah is here?" Natasha asked only mildly surprised.

"How do you know Lailah?" Trowa asked as they walked into the living room, and everyone sat.

Natasha smiled. Heero recognized that smile, he saw it often enough.

Before anyone could say anything further Lailah returned with drinks and asked that WuFei begin his explanation.


The conference wasn't going well, everyone present had their own opinion on how to deal with the situations.

"I think we should get Lucifer to agree to bring the two he has to Purgatory, then we sit all five down and explain everything. It would be fair, and give them the knowledge they need to make their decision." The brown haired Scribe spoke up.

"It may be fair but that doesn't mean it's best Uriel. Besides how do we know Lucifer won't just bring in two doppelgangers in their places? I say we demand he return them to us." Metatron was in a foul mood, he had felt something happen but he wasn't sure what it was.

Gabriel sighed, "They don't belong to us yet Metatron. At this point we can only hope they choose to return."

Metatron turned to look at Gabriel, "I still think you and Uriel should have been excluded from this decision based on your obvious feelings."

Gabriel regarded the Voice as Uriel blushed, "Are you jealous Voice?"

Metatron sneered, "Not in the least Burning Bush, if anything I'm disappointed in the lack of intelligence you and the Scribe have shown."

"Will you two please stop and get back to the topic at hand. If we don't find the Anti-Christ things are going to get worse than losing a few of the reincarnates." Michael was nearing the end of his patience, he could tell things were getting tense when the nicknames were pulled out.

The fifth member of the conference silently sipped some tea, "Why don't we just pull aside each of the three we have found and talk to them individually? Then if they decide to re-join us we can enlist their help in finding the Anti-Christ."

Uriel was the first to speak, voice timid as if fearing what the Healer would say or do, "Talk to them about what Raphael?"

Raphael looked up from his tea, his midnight blue hair shoulder length but out of his face, his expression almost indifferent to his surroundings, "We could tell them why we want them. After all that's what Lucifer did with Azza."

Michael frowned, "What do you mean?"

Raphael regarded his elder brother, and leader a moment, "What I mean is that while we've been up here discussing how to do things Lucifer has acted. We've lost Azza."

"How do you know that?" Among them only Metatron had the guts to speak snidely to Raphael.

"Because I make it a point to speak with him and Lailah on a regular basis. And if anyone had thought to ask I would have warned you." Heaven's Healer resumed sipping his tea, apparently disinterested in the conversation.

Gabriel sighed again, "What about Hadriel? I know Lucifer has him, but does he 'have' him?"

Raphael slowly shook his head, "Hadriel hasn't the state of mind to realize where he is let alone decide. As for the others, Nekin and Nectaire will follow where Abbadon goes."

Michael rested his chin on his steepled hands, "So it's Abbadon we have to worry about most? That shouldn't be too much of a problem, as headstrong and rebellious as he was he knew what was right. We just have to make certain Lucifer doesn't feed him any lies."

"I wish that were true Michael, but we have to worry more about the truth than any of Lucifer's lies." The others were aware of how serious this was as Raphael put his tea down and looked up to face his brothers.


"So you've been to Hell?" WuFei nodded answering Heero's question.

Lailah turned her attention from Natasha, looking at WuFei, "Then you have chosen?"

WuFei could feel some guilt at her tone, "Yes. Lucifer showed me a mirror that only shows the truth. In it I saw what he had told me was true, and so I chose to assist him."

Duo scratched his head, "Wait a minute....if Lucifer is the Prince of Lies how could he tell the truth?"

"Lucifer being the Prince of Lies only means he is the greatest liar in existence. It doesn't mean he can't tell the truth." Lailah answered him, while staring at Natasha.

Duo turned, smiling, to Lailah, "Man you sure know a lot about Hell, mom."

Both WuFei and Natasha started choking on their drinks.

"What did you call her? I thought you were an orphan Maxwell??" WuFei demanded as he stopped choking.

"I was, see as a human my mom died, but as an Angel she's still around." Duo's smile grew having just confused and flabbergasted WuFei.

"He's your son??!?!" Natasha's voice almost echoed through the house.

Lailah blushed embarrassed, "Do please calm down. I'm afraid there's more shocking news than that. But it will wait until you four have all the information you need to fully understand." She turned her attention to the ex-pilots.

"What else do we need to understand? And why did the mirror show you separate from the two warring sides?" WuFei had immediately recognized her but had been unable to find a way to politely ask her that.

Natasha's eyes widened slightly as Lailah bowed her head, "The mirror showed you that?"

"Yes....shouldn't it have?" A frown creased the young Chinese warrior's brow.

"No, it shouldn't have. It should have only shown the major contending halves." Now his demon companion was frowning.

"You seem to know a lot about Lucifer's artifacts...for a mere demon." Trowa stated.

Natasha sighed, "I suppose I should reveal myself...." in the air he wrote his name. The letters hovered for everyone to read.

"What does your name have to do with who you are?" Duo asked leaning against Lailah, letting her gently stroke his hair.

What Heero could only describe as the Shinigami smile, crept onto Natasha's face, "Try reading it backward...." As Natasha said this a backward version of his name appeared below the original:

Natasha

Ah Satan


Author's Note: Okay anyone who's read the Incarnations of Immortality by Piers Anthony knows I just stole the Natasha bit. But like the disclaimer says I don't claim to own any of this other that one or two little facts and plot twists.