Chapter 17: Before the Storm (Cain's, Abel's, then Leon's POV)

(Cain's POV)

I was surprised when the Duchess arrived at mine and Abel's room that morning. She looked at me and told me that I was to be trained as a member of AX and that I was to be paired with Leon. I couldn't help but chuckle darkly. I had planned to get my revenge on the brunette and I was grateful that the Duchess was going to give me what I desired. I like her already. I purred. This will be fun. I turned to Abel and smirked.

"My dear Abel, since you are like Death himself, why don't you deliver the message of the man's upcoming demise?"

"Why me..?" I heard Abel whine. The Duchess and I shared a chuckle.

"You're the one with a scythe." I pointed out sweetly. "Plus you look beautiful in black and have silver hair…My angel of Death…"

"Damn it, it's not my fault I was given a scythe!" He growled. "I didn't ask for it…but fine, I'll tell him but you owe me." With that he was gone and the Duchess looked at me with amusement gleaming in her eyes.

"That was a bit too direct don't you think?"

"Yes but how else was I get him to move?" I asked. "I want him active; I don't care if he is pregnant." She nodded in understanding and left me to get ready. I took my time at it but I chuckled all the while.

Soon, you will pay…

(Abel's POV)

Leon had no idea what was in store for him the following morning when he sat down to his breakfast. We all looked at him and shook our heads. Although we wanted to feel sorry for him, we couldn't. After what he had done to Cain, it was more than justified. I smirked while rubbing my stomach a bit, silently pleading with the little ones to 'ease up' on me. Luckily they listened….

"Leon, what are you so happy about?" I asked as I watched him wolf down his breakfast. He looked at me and smirked.

"Abel, today's where us 'seasoned' ones would pair off with the rookies. Hell yea I'm happy!"

"I wouldn't be." I said mysteriously with a smirk. "Tell me Leon, how many have been recruited recently?" He looked at me in mid chew and his mouth fell open. I had to compose myself, for I was ready to hurl from disgust.

"Wait a minute…we only have….Nightlord…." He said with a gulp going pale white. He knew that someone was going to train a former warlord and that someone was going to be him….I couldn't help but smirk. He had it coming and we all knew it. I downed my tea and stood up, leaving him pale as a ghost, breakfast practically forgotten. I walked out of the dining area but bumped into Professor who chuckled around his pipe.

"I guess he knows." He said solemnly. I looked at him and nodded. Nothing more was needed to be said. We knew beyond a doubt that Leon was going to have a long day.

(Leon's POV)

I sat there as if I had been struck by lightening when Abel clued me in on who I was to 'train' and I just wanted to melt. I had no idea that it would be Nightlord. I knew that the blond Crusnik was not one to be messed with but hell, I wanted to have some fun. Since Hugue's death, the only other blonds, one was the Duchess and frankly I couldn't mess with the one who was keeping me out of prison, the other, was Ion who was ready to counter anything. When Nightlord arrived, he seemed like a mouse, he looked so angelic. Now, I had put gum in his hair, and dumped chocolate on him…all he did was dye my hair and give me a Mohawk! I tried to calm down as I thought about what he did…so far…My thoughts finished. I rose from the table, shakily. I wasn't ready for what the blond had in store.

I reported to the designated place and had to control my nerves, reassure myself that it wouldn't be so bad. I heard the Duchess order the newly ordained Father Nightlord to approach, which he did without hesitation but I wanted to bolt. With each step, I felt his power. Why did I mess with him? Damn me and my childish nature…

"Father Nightlord, you will go with Father Leon for your training." The Duchess said, I swore to Almighty I heard the bells toll. Death Bells… My mind said. The blond looked at her and nodded in understanding but I saw the wicked smirk on his lips. I felt my palms go damp. I knew then and there that I was in deep shit…

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