Lady Solaris walked onto the stage with a frown, she turned to the crowd but the frown didn't disappear completely. "Right this chapter has been written as quick as I could write it, due to the secret of how to get an author to write was told, but it's not that that I'm unhappy about my other story is starting to get hard to write. But anyway on with this story."
With that said the Lady started to leave the stage before she remembered something, and turned back to the crowd. "I hear by dedicate this chapter to Umbra Drachen" Then she left the stage.
Chapter III
When Bobby arrived, the Winchesters let him know what they hadn't said on the phone including what little on Harry's reasons for becoming a researcher for Hunters.
"So you are the one that has managed to keep these idjits out of trouble?" Bobby asked.
"Yes sir. I am the one that has somehow managed to keep them under control and pause their prank war." Harry replied.
"Well you've done a good job so far." Bobby said.
That night Sam, Harry and Bobby were late in meeting up with Dean outside of Crawford Hall, when they got there Dean was nowhere in sight.
"Where is Dean?" Harry asked.
"He probably got bored waiting and decided to go after the Trickster by himself." Sam replied.
Harry sighed before saying. "Let's go and save him." And with that the tree of them went inside and started to search the whole of the building, but their search ended when they heard music coming from the auditorium. From behind the door the three of them heard Dean and Loki talking.
"Too bad. Like I said, I liked you. But Sam was right. You shouldn't have come alone." The Trickster was saying.
"Well, I'll agree with you there." Dean replied, and that seemed to be the signal for everyone to burst into the auditorium, when the door was thrown open Loki looked away from Dean and to the door in surprise when it was thrown open by three Hunters.
One was tall about 6ft; he had pale skin, blonde hair, blue eyes, soft features and pale pink lips; he wore worn blue jeans, trainers, a button up shirt and a faded brown jacket. He had slight resemblance to Dean. So this must be his younger but taller brother Sam. Loki concluded.
The next one was short about 5ft 8, pale skin; he had brown hair that was graying, weather beaten features (as if he spent a lot of time outdoors), brown eye and pale pink lips that were hidden by a bit of stubble; he wore a red cap on his head, a button up shirt over a wife beater, worn jeans, boots and a body warmer. He looked to be in his 30's.
The last one was also short about 5ft 6, black hair, emerald green eyes, aristocratic features (which told Loki that he was of noble descent) and dark red lips that looked oh so kissable; he wore black skin tight jeans, Loki noted that they wouldn't hinder the males movement, red shirt, black leather jacket and trainers, he looked to be in his 20s.
Loki was about to turn away when a twinge of familiarity hit him, he looked at the last man that had entered again trying to figure out why he was so familiar, before his eyes widened and tears began to gather when he figured out exactly who was standing in front of him, he got up from the seat that he was sitting in and moved closer to his Sub.
Harry backed away from the advancing Trickster, he had no idea why the pagan was looking at him that way and something in his mind told him, that this was right that the trickster should look at him that way and only him. But when the pagan whispered a name he froze and looked at said being with wide surprised eyes.
"What did you say?" he asked.
"Azraelā¦" Loki repeated then paused as if he wanted to say something else but he couldn't as at that moment Azrael passed out. (I was going to say feinted but Azrael is currently giving me a look that says 'don't or else' and I don't want to find out what said or else is.)
When the pagan had called him Azrael memories that he hadn't known were there suddenly sprung up and demanded attention, the onslaught of memories caused him to lose consciousness. He didn't notice that Loki surged forward and caught him all the while looking at him worriedly.
The three Hunters watched the proceedings in surprise, Sam was even more surprised when Loki called Harry Azrael. But isn't Azrael the Angel of Death and Natural Magic? Sam thought puzzled.
Loki held onto his Sub tightly not willing to let him go, not now that he had him in his arms again safe and sound, where he belonged.
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Meanwhile Death and God stilled, before both had smiles on their faces.
"And now I feel as though we should relocate them to somewhere else." Death mused as he still remembered what both of his sons mates did when he returned after a long time away from them. He swore and would still swear that he never even wanted to see a hint of what Azrael, Gabriel and Lucifer did behind closed doors.
God looked at his friend expression with amusement. "I think we should but we don't have to and besides didn't Azrael say not to interrupt whatever he and his mates were doing?" HE asked.
Death looked at God before an unholy smirk broke out on his face.
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Uriel sighed in relief as he watched Gabriel hold Azrael in a tight hold; he was relieved that there was someone there to watch Azrael. He could now turn some of his attention to finding a way to release the Four Horsemen and the Seven Sins so that his brother had more protection while he didn't have access to his grace.
Before he could make his way to the library, a voice stopped him.
"Brother, can I have a moment of your time?" the voice said. Uriel turned around and saw that it was his older brother. Raphael was 6ft 1; he had dark skin and dark eyes and sharp features, he wore a black suit, a white button up shirt and black dress shoes.
"Sure brother. But for only a moment as I have things that need doing." Uriel replied as calmly as he could.
"I hear that you are watching over someone that is not a prophet. So brother who are you watching over?" Raphael questioned.
Uriel sighed in relief, he was happy that he could respond without lying as Raphael couldn't possibly know that the one that he was watching over was their little brother reincarnated as a human.
"I'm watching over Harry Potter." Uriel replied then he added "The Primal Magic asked me too as she was worried about her Avatars health. And before you say that we only serve Father, when we don't we serve Father then we serve the Primals; and besides I quite enjoy the Lady's avatars antiques." He stated.
Raphael nodded he understood were Uriel was coming from, because as soon as Azrael had started to do his job of reaping the souls of Humans their Father had decreed that they had to do whatever a Primal asked of them as they were the ones that had created their Father, some had refused to serve the Primals but that was until Azrael took them and showed them something that made them very agreeable to serve the Primals. And that was before Azrael had gotten together with Gabriel and Lucifer.
Raphael shuddered, remembering that when an Angel misbehaved, the ones that Azrael had to show something too, simply had to take them aside and explained what Azrael had shown them and after that they were the best behaved Angels in Heaven.
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Magic watched both Azrael and Uriel, she was pleased that the latter was doing as he was told and she was unbelievably happy that Uriel was so invested in her son's safety that he would release beings that her sons grace had created so that the one that wielded it wouldn't be in the amount of pain that he would have been in had it not done so.
She was happy that her son had finally found his Sub-Dom millennia after his first reincarnation; to this day she did not understand why he wanted to become mortal instead of remaining an Angel but hiding. However she understood her sons reasoning after Uriel had explained that his mate's would have been able find him.
Magic sighed when she felt the small ping of power that was the Call that meant that one Primal wanted to meet up. She got herself ready for the meeting then she left her home, she went to where ever Death was. He was the only one that she had admitted her secret to, he had been pissed, to say the least, when she told him that Azrael was not only Gods and Deaths son but hers as well.
When she saw who was with her friend she stiffened, she didn't know how God would react when or if he learned that little fact about Azrael having a mother.
"Death did you receive the call?" Magic asked her friend.
Death turned to her and smiled as much as death can smile, which is to say not a lot. "Yes I did receive the call. I see that you are already ready for the meeting." Death said in amusement. Magic blushed minutely and she knew Death could tell that she was blushing.
"You should know that a woman takes a long time to get ready, I'm really lucky that I can control time to an extent, it also make my life easier." Magic retorted to the unasked question.
Death just smirked whist God didn't know what to say or do, he didn't want any of the Primals being angry with him, and no matter what his children said he was not all powerful nor was he all seeing.
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Alistair looked around Hell, wishing that Azrael was alive as he could do with a distraction from his underling's stupidity. It was a wonder that he hadn't killed any yet, he sighed he really missed his adopted brother, even if he was his father in a way, but he still considered the Angel his brother no matter what.
When he had threatened his own creator he had been serious about what he would do but in the end it seemed that it had been an empty threat as Azrael hadn't been hurt by them but killed by some other Angel that was not Lucifer and Gabriel, as he knew that they would rather kill themselves with their own blade that kill or even hurt Azrael.
He walked to the Rack to see if there were any new souls that needed his 'special' attention, it seemed that he was in luck as there was one soul that was raving about someone called Potter and getting back at him, then it seemed to change track and started to promise that he would take over Hell and that eventually every Demon would bow down to him like they should.
Delusions of grandeur much? Alistair thought. I swear that he will take over when Hell freezes over and that would only happen when I'm in Azreals fathers embrace.
Alistair turned to the demon that was in charge of torturing the souls on the Rack. "I'll take this one." He stated to the underling, the other demon nodded and took the soul down and dragged him to Alistair's personal rack.
Once more Alistair sighed as he thought about the Angel that he swore to protect if he was able to, he hopped that Azreals non Heavenly Father hadn't accepted Azrael into his embrace and that he was just delayed with him being reborn as a human.
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Lady Alseroen walked onto the stage and counted the amount of people in the crowd, the number surprises her as she had been curious of how many read the story. "Well damn! I didn't know that this many read my story. Oh, here the much awaited Chapter III. Umbra Drachen I hope you enjoyed it. Sorry it took so long see I had a bit of this chap on paper and I temporarily lost it but then I found it. Now I'm off to write another chap but since I have an exam this week expect a late update."
The Lady bows then exits the stage to study and to write.
