Nephilim
Summary: She was the last of the pure Angels in Heaven. Her voice called out to the souls of all, her laughter brought peace to even the darkest of souls. She was born of light, and was loved and protected by all the Angels of Heaven... But some plot to kill her but instead of killing her, they somehow managed to drop her on Earth, making her A Fallen instead and to make matters worst she falls into the Territory of a Demon...The Demon... The Demon Lord Himself. Who takes interest in this pure little Angel thrown into 18th century Earth.
Chapter 23: Brotherhood
"What is the meaning of this?" Gabriel asked staring at Azakiel with a deep set frown. Azakiel shrugged towards me.
"Honestly brother, I have no idea. What the two of you do is not my business so long as you keep the balance." Azakiel said taking his seat and summoning two for us to seat as well.
I sat down and Gabriel did the same. Though Azakiel was not the oldest brother in our family, he was the coldest and the worst to annoy. He had a skill of torture.
"Now resolve your issue." Azakiel said, leaning backwards on his chair relaxed. I turned towards Gabriel who was watching me wearily.
"Return her right now." I said getting down to business. Gabriel only took Serena away from me to try and get to me. But I would not allow that. He had a tendency to be very easily aggravated and being his brother I knew far too well how to aggravate him.
"I cannot return what is ours. You have reign over the Fallen and she is not a Fallen." That turned my mood sour. Serena was a fallen, both he and I knew that, but he was unwilling to return her and I was not about to play such a game with him.
"She is not yours. She fell from heaven, and thus she is mines." Gabriel shook his head, his silken curls flying around his small beautiful head.
"Her fall was incidental. Another angel attempted to masque their dissent by making her fall. That Angel has been caught and therefore we must return her to her rightful home." Gabriel said his gazed focused on Azakiel as he spoke. Hoping that Azakiel would take his side. And if this had been any other matter Azakiel might have; he was very fond of our youngest...we all were. But this was not the time to let family ties take hold. I was serious about the matter and Azakiel was aware of it.
"It is not my business what mistakes you do. She fell therefore she is mine." I said drawing Gab's attention again.
"Yes well, her fall has not been recognized. She is still an Angel by and of the Highest Order, her fall has not and shall not be recognized. Taking her, would be like taking one of our angels. And considering her post, it would be a very important take-over." Gabriel just sighed, his eyes turning intensely dark as he spoke to me. He was becoming angry, that was good.
An angry Gabriel was a loose Gabriel.
I really needed him to lose his temper and give me the information I needed.
"It is of no concern of mines that you cannot keep track of your angels. I demand you return her to me or I will reign down the wrath of hell upon yours." Gabriel palled for a moment, but then his wings flared up in full glory. Were I human, seeing his wings in their full form would have blinded me; burned my eyes right out of my head.
"Do not insult Father's ability. She is ours and you therefore cannot have her. This meeting is void. I am leaving." Gabriel made a move to leave, but I have had enough of him and his tactics. He was such a child.
I too a hold of his arm and yanked him to the wall. If the little snip does not return Serena to me, I plan on ripping his wings right off his back.
I stared at him intently in the eye, searching for any signs of his motives. Gabriel was strong, and cunning, but he had a short temper, and when that temper is set loose, he is incapable of thinking logically.
But unfortunately for me, it was very hard to get him to loose that temper of his to a degree where he would be unable to keep anything hidden. Right now his defenses were up.
"She is gone. And shall not return ever." He whispered towards me. I grinned, summoning a knife. He was taunting me, and at the moment that was like confessing to me that he did not need his wings.
I pulled the knife out and jabbed it into his left wing before he could even react. Gabriel's shriek tore through the under realms. The little bugger was not used to pain. Well neither was I.
And right now, he was delivering upon me a huge load of pain. Pain that ripped my heart right out of my chest and fed it to the demons of hell.
"Lucifer…Lucifer!" Azakiel's voice reached me moments before his power surged towards me nocking me slightly off. I turned to stare at him, certain that the pain Gabriel was suffering would prevent him from trying anything while I handled Azakiel.
"Not in my house." He yelled. Azakiel had a thing about fighting in his House. But I could care less a the moment. Let him deliver me his blow, I will take any punishment for the chance to get Serena back.
I turned my focus away from Azakiel and instead turned it towards Gabriel again, taking hold of the knife still lodged in his wings I began to drag it down. The sound of the knife ripping his wings was a horrifying one. A sound I was far too familiar with.
I sensed Azakiel coming to Gabriel's aid, so I used my powers to lock him in place. That however served as a distraction to me, because as soon as I turned towards Gab again and took hold of the knife with the intend to ripping his wings completely off, I felt it.
The cold blade went right through me.
The bastard. Catching me off guard.
"Micheal." I murmured as my assailant pulled me away from Gabriel and flung me towards the wall. I slumped down next to Azakiel.
"Gabriel. Are you alright." Micheal asked taking Gabriel into his arms gently cradling him. I see things have not changed since I left. Micheal was still obsessed with Gabriel as it is. The poor man, had it not been for the fact that he was blindly devoted to Gab, he would have fallen long ago. Perhaps before even I.
The so called Sword of Heaven.
And what a sword he was.
I managed to struggle to my feet and drag the sword Micheal had struck through me out. I flung it back at him. He caught it mid-air.
"Still his watch dog I see." I managed to get the words out. Micheal did not spare me a word. He simply bowed formally to me and Azakiel before taking his leave with the weeping Gabriel at hand.
My wound would close up eventually, just enough time for Azakiel to deliver another set upon my frame.
"Why do this to Gab. It will only harm you and the rest of us later. You know how sensitive he is." Azakiel said after nearly slicing my arm of. The man had a nasty temper. Much like all of my siblings. But Azakiel was somewhat of a sadist, so his temper was something I would rather not incite.
"The little brat hurt Cain, and stole something very important from me." Azakiel sat by and watched as I attempted to reattach my severed limb.
"Yes you are rather sensitive where Cain is concerned. If he had been mine, I would have skinned him long ago. That child is raising an army against you. He wants your kingdom and you so freely give him reign over everything." A glint found its way to Azakiel's eye and for a moment I could picture the images coursing through his mind.
Images of Cain skinned, his muscles the only cover protecting his bones. The feathers of his beautiful wings pickled out one by one, and the bones cracked as if they were merely twigs.
"Cain is an ingrate, but my son never the less. Therefore he is mine in a way that nothing else can be. And I do not take kindly to people tempering with my possessions." Azakiel nodded letting the conversation die out with that.
"And what of this other possession?" I stared at him, he was vying for information. Something to use against me later on in the future.
Sighing I rose to my feet.
"You know how I cannot resist the new ones, especially those who still hold an inkling of hope that they might be able to return. Its always a pleasure to crush that hope." Azakiel chuckled shaking his head in clear disappointment. I left, knowing full well that he would fully investigate the matter and find out about Serena.
And I must have her back before he does that. Azakiel was an Angel whom even I am conscious of. He and Cain are much alike in their desire to demolish me.