Supernatural: Chronicles of the Order 6

Chapter 36: Danae's Plea

(DISCLAIMER: No, I don't own Supernatural because it belongs to Eric Kripke and Warner Bros. So, enjoy the show! Rated M for graphic violence, adult content, and adult language.)

I was trapped in a void as I was trying to get free from the nightmare that I was under. With what I was fighting against, I heard the sound of a woman's plea as it got louder. I searched the area as I was desperate enough to find who was in need the moment I noticed Danae hanging on a tree all bound in spider thread while dangling over a pit of black ooze below. She was in need as I sensed her cry for help the moment I walked towards her, for she was in dire danger in this predicament she was in.

"Help me…," she said as she had tears in her eyes. "The demon is holding me prisoner. Its hold over me grows stronger every day and I can't bear it!"

"Are you Danae Trelundar?" I asked. "If so, then I'll help to save you."

"Please, I beg of you…! Help me!"

Without warning, I felt a chain string itself around my neck as I was being hoisted up in the air for no reason. The strain was too much as I was struggling for breath until I woke up panting while I was in a cold sweat. I was heavily concerned as the sight of Danae calling out to me was a warning in which I had to face it sooner or later. Staring at the window, I noticed the sun coming up as I stared at the clock on the wall. It was five in the morning as it was also in the moment of Daylight Savings Time due to its long days and short nights. The hotel room I stayed in was comfortable, but I was also put on a short leash due to the concerns of me being a target of the Executive Division, for I had no other choice but to be confined in the cramped space that I loathed for a while.

It had been three days since that incident as the Crystal Pavilion was on lockdown due to what happened there. With most of the delegates and civilians home and accounted for, I was in the same, but different, hotel room as I saw it looking towards the ocean. The hotel I stayed in, the Galloping Seahorse, was bigger than the crystal palace as I was put on the top floor once again in which I was put under strict watch from those in the Hunter Corps and the Trostian Army respectively. The room I had was similar to the one in the Crystal Pavilion as I had a large bed to myself, but I found my comfort to be lonely without Reiko by my side. Turning on the television screen with the remote in my hand, I saw the news in which they were reporting round the clock about the incident in the Crystal Pavilion.

"-And the investigation continues into the incident at the Crystal Pavilion in which an unseen force was recently repelled by a man with long silver hair in which his raw power drove it away," said a Trostian newscaster on screen. "The man in question was among the delegation that the Order's Elders and dignitaries in which he is currently being targeted by the enemy forces in the Executive Division, but is being heavily guarded from the public-"

I turned off the television as I laid back down under the covers in which I hated being guarded too much. This whole thing reminded me of that mockery of a house arrest as I hated being confined from everything and everyone around me, for it was getting too difficult at present. By the time I curled back in the blankets I had on my bed, I turned over as I saw Dean sleeping in his pajamas in which I wasn't too thrilled to have him there at this low point right now, for I wanted to kick him out of the bed at this minute anyway. I never liked having my older brother be in the same space as me as I noticed him wake up while yawning, for he was not about to let me off the hook right now.

"You've invaded my space," I said as I was getting irritated. "There are many more hotel rooms to choose from, but you're not bunking here in this room right now!"

"There's no other place to sleep, so I had to bunk with you here anyway," said Dean as he sat up,

"You're not laying in here with me on this trip!"

"I've been on detail since the delegation was nearly killed by those daevas three days ago, but that doesn't mean that I can let you run around like a small dog chasing a cat across the halls."

"Then find another room to get into… or perhaps go outside and sleep in the Impala! You're encroaching on my space for no reason and you need to be in your own hotel room or the car! You're not bunking in here with me anytime soon!"

"After that attack from inside and outside of the Crystal Pavilion, I can't just let you off your leash, Sam. Sure, you play by your own rules, but the Executive Division isn't stupid. They watch and wait till they go and snatch you up under our noses. Therefore, I may be a freeloader in this hotel room, but that doesn't mean that I can go and shirk my job. You've been the top priority since you were born with that raw power in which your birth stopped the First Galvanic Uprising. As for the second one, it's all gone to crap in which they're onto your ass like flies being attracted to a pile of dog poop. You may not like it, but it's the truth 'cause you're the one who was foretold for centuries in which your birth signaled the increase in faith for those in need. They say that you're a new Messiah…, no the new god in the making and that scares those who fear you or want to abuse what you have. Therefore, I'm not leaving your side, you got that? No matter how many times you try to weasel yourself out of our help, we'll be onto you, so I suggest that you put some trust in what we have right now."

I was cornered by Dean's words as I had no other choice but to adhere to his advice carefully. I never wanted to consider it, but the increase of the Executive Division's scare tactics have gotten worse as I was always the main target in this ongoing power struggle. Getting up, I went towards the bathroom as I stripped off my nightclothes and stepped into the shower in which I wanted to start the day before it was too late. Scrubbing myself down, I was getting cleaned up as I noticed the shower giving me more comfort than what I was used to at home. By the time I rinsed myself off, I heard the door open up as I heard the toilet flushing the moment I felt the rush of hot water scalding me in such a fierce way. I was not too happy as I finished rinsing off and turned off the shower as I opened up the stall door while wrapping a towel around my waist. At that moment, I saw Dean standing near the toilet as he was snickering away in which I wasn't too happy with him pulling the same "flush-out-the-shower" prank every time he gets a chance, for he was there to not only protect me, but to make my life a living hell along the way.

"You think this is funny, don't you?!" I yelled as I was brimming with anger after that prank. "Next time you take a shower and someone flushes the toilet on you, don't even try to come towards for me for comfort!"

"What's the matter, Sammy? Did you use a little Nair on as shampoo?" asked Dean.

"You're the one who started it in the first, but-"

"-I'm gonna be the one who will finish it!"

I saw Kazuo standing in front of the bathroom doorway as he was in his usual stern demeanor as usual. Even though he was eager to rush in on our privacy, he was there to collect me as there was an emergency meeting at present. Still, the embarrassment was dawning all over me as I was in for a much more rude awakening on the horison, for there would be no end to it anytime soon.

"There's been a setback," he said.

"What's going on, Kazuo? First, Dean intrudes on my space and you walk in on me for no reason?" I said. "Why can't you let me have my own time to be alone for a little bit without the presence of a gaggle of helicopter parents?!"

"Your bodyguard, Dvora Trelundar, is resting right now, but her days as being your bodyguard are over."

"I see, but I hope that she's okay after what she went through."

"She'll live, but she will be reassigned to a different line of work after this."

"You're making a mistake, Kazuo," said Dean. "Dvora was hand-picked for a reason to guard Sam round the clock-"

"And Dvora nearly lost her life because of it, Dean. No, despite all the protocols that come towards the desks of the higher-ups to keep her tethered to her duty, they have all the hallmarks to bypass and pull strings to keep one to their job, but they could never get past the decision of the Medical Corps. There are others who are fit to take her place, but they can't end up being injured from the constant attacks from other enemies."

"Dvora's strong, but if she's told this, then she'll disobey your precious protocol, Kazuo," I said. "Have you ever heard of a Draaza man by the name of Doroka Trelundar? He was Danae's husband and the father of Dvora and her siblings. I looked into Seto's journal while riding the train here in which after the fall of the Old Guard's academy on Gethos, Doroka and Danae married, had children, and remained in the Order due to their strong aesthetics, but they stood firm for their reasons to be loyal to all of us."

"I've known Doroka Trelundar before in which he was yet another person with the blood of the nearly extinct Elkins Clan in which he was known to be a weaponmaker in his own right before he was killed in the fourth and final Orc War on Alecrast. Yet, Dvora has not only inherited her father's teal comb and purple eyes, but his stubborn nature due to his days as a freelance hunter. Still, you can't just let her go out and about after she nearly got killed while doing her job."

"Well, your protocol will end up getting overruled if you don't relax those restrictions," said Dean. "Dvora's a lot of things, but she's not stupid. She went in with her gut feeling taking over when she saw her mother in the Crystal Pavilion three days ago. She's like us, but we all know that her subtle pig-headed approach won't let her down, nor will it do for us. Now, if you'll excuse us, we have to report to our superiors, so I suggest that you quit being stern-faced and grow a pair."

Dean's statement put Kazuo in his place as he was livid the moment they later saw me gather up some clean clothes to get dressed in. As for the situation that we were put in, we had no other choice but to accept the outcome that occurred at the Crystal Pavilion three days ago, for this wasn't over yet…

Dvora was at a hospital as she was decked out in bandages after her attack from the daevas that were conjured up by the demon who possessed her mother three days ago. Still hurting, she wasn't about to throw in the towel so heavily as she wasn't about to bow down to Kazuo's decision just yet. Getting up from her hospital bed in her room, she went towards the bathroom as she stripped off her gown to reveal the bandages that she had on in which she removed them, only to find that the wounds she sustained have healed quickly, but how? She wanted to talk to Shion or any of the others in the Order as she got out of the bathroom, only to see Anaira walking in on her the moment she didn't have any clothes on. The sight of her made his nose bleed briefly as he grabbed a tissue to wipe it off from his face. He was aware of her injuries from before the moment the Medical Corps patched her up, but seeing her fully healed was something that he never saw before until now, for he was smitten for her nonetheless.

"You healed quick," he said.

"You act more like a pervert than a doctor, Anaira," said Dvora as she put back on her hospital gown.

"My grandfather may be stern, but he's afraid for your life and safety right now."

"I get it when he told me that I would no longer be Sam's bodyguard after I almost got killed by those daevas three days ago, but I stick by the higher-ups' decision to stand by his side due to what I have on me."

"Is it that imprint of raw power on your wrist?"

"I had this since I knew Sam and Dean long ago, but the new god in question was still in diapers at the time. And do you know what the kicker was? A group of bandits tried to attack us in the town of Oenmaus at the time, but Sam was still a baby the moment they tried to snatch him up, only to let out a stemwaller that scared them away. After that, John Winchester made it much more stricter when it came to protecting Sam from possible threats that wanna abuse his raw power."

"Grandpa always told me about how the most stubborn of patients once had the gall to get away and forge his own path when he was younger. There were those who saw him wandering around become more self-sufficient for his young age in which he had a curious nature that kept him on his toes. He was happy until Sylvanus plucked him and Dean to Gehenna against John's wishes. Still, they were taken away, but were forced to endure such cruelty from that man, but Sam took the full brunt of being abused to a tee."

"According to what I looked into, Sylvanus was forced to be cruel to Sam at the hands of Sawney Masbath, who threatened to expose that blowhard's dirty secret about his forbidden tryst with his sister that bore a pair of spoiled inbred twins… Well, one of them had it coming anyway…, but the other's still at large somewhere. Well, Sam's grown up and on the cusp of being a new god, but he's got some hurdles that he needs to jump over first."

Dvora was brimming with confidence as she was having more high hopes than what was perceived to be. As for her own decision to return to her duties as my bodyguard, she was most likely to help me along the way to jump those hurdles as her job was not about to let me off the leash yet. When she went towards the wardrobe where her clothes were, she grabbed them and rushed towards the bathroom while closing the door behind her. Spotting the shower, she stepped into it as she began to turn on the hot water as she was cleaning herself over. Even though the Draaza like her never had any long hair on their heads, they mainly had combs, but she didn't mind it the moment she put some special soap in it while cleaning herself the rest of the way. By the time she rinsed off, she turned off the water from the shower as she dried herself with a towel and tossed it into the hamper before getting on the clean clothes that she grabbed earlier. When she got out of the bathroom, she saw Danae standing in front of her as the demon possessing her body used its telekinesis incapacitate her the moment she was tossed against the wall. The demon that was controlling Danae wasn't done with her yet as there was some unfinished business to do.

"It's time that we settled things…, my daughter…," the demon said.

The demon fled with Dvora in tow the moment Anaira rushed in to see what was going on. He never expected something like that occur before as he noticed the sulphur trail near the window. He had to tell someone as Dvora's abducton wasn't taken lightly, fir he had to get help directly anyway...

I was on my way towards the lobby of the hotel I stayed at as I was ready to go back home as planned. Still, I was concerned about Dvora's injuries as I had mixed feelings about having her as one of my bodyguards or forcing her to abandon her services entirely. Even though I was dressed up after having the worst shower earlier, I was ready to go home to be with my family as I was going out the door, but not without interruptions until I felt a sense of dread. I felt a vision creep upon me as I sensed Dvora in danger in which I noticed Danae standing in front of her with a knife in her hands. She was ready to kill her until I returned to reality the moment I noticed Reina's spirit standing in front of me. She was there to give me a warning, but I had to tread warily before jumping into conclusions right now.

"Reina…," I said as I was stunned to see her.

"Dvora is in danger, but you know what will happen next if you don't save her in time," she answered. "The demon who is possessing Danae is ready to perform a sacrifice in which there will be a reckoning in the form of something that was once reduced as an imprint during the battle of Kanto Village."

"Is it Lucifer?"

"Ailnoth was once revered as Lucifer's most trusted, but had a formidable jealousy against Cain. In a much more broader sense, Ailnoth's hair-brained plan to resurrect his former master required two tools in the trade: the capture and possession of Danae and the sacrifice of an acolyte blessed with raw power."

"Dvora..."

"Danae is fighting the demon inside her, but her will has began to weaken since I tossed her out of the Crystal Pavilion three days ago. Tonight is the lunar eclipse that will begin in which the sacrifice of Dvora will commence if we don't stop it. Lucifer may be dead and reduced to being an imprint, but his aura remains strong, but restrained in the form of sigils that were crafted by the denizens of the Middle Ground centuries ago."

"That's good enough to hear, but I'll save her and prevent Lucifer's resurrection before it's too late. I won't let another death appear on my watch nor will I fail the second time."

I saw Reina vanish as I was most likely to be going towards the place where I needed to get to. I had to rescue Dvora as I couldn't let her die this time in which I failed once to save Reina not too long ago. Just as I was about to do so, I saw Anaira sprinting into the front doors as he was desperate to get help, for he was concerned about the abduction just as much as I was.

"You have to do something!" he yelled. "Dvora's been taken!"

"I know, but I have to go and save her," I said.

"I left her room so she can change, but when I came back to check up on her, she was gone, but something's wrong here."

"There is, but the demon who snatched her is about to perform a sacrifice to resurrect the one powerful force that was once destroyed by your legendary ancestor, Torune Mitani."

"Lucifer? No..."

"Tonight's the lunar eclipse on Trost, but the place where the demon is keeping Dvora is in the Crystal Pavilion."

"Isn't that place on lockdown after the daeva incident three days ago?"

"I have to go, but I won't let Dvora die."

I left with my sword on my person as I was out the door the moment I saw the day getting shorter due to its dawning of the lunar eclipse the moment it was drawing near. I was running towards the epicenter of the Crystal Pavilion as I noticed several dead bodies of Trostian soldiers in which more traces of sulphur was on the ground. I had a gut feeling that there would be trouble on the horizon as I had no other choice but to go into the same place where the daevas attacked three days ago. Going towards the lobby of the Crystal Pavilion, I heard footsteps approaching as I turned around and saw Deejatra coming with her sniper rifle in her hands, for she was concerned about what would happen next if we didn't do something in time.

"You shouldn't be here, Sam," she said.

"Your sister's in danger, Deejatra," I said.

"I know of it the moment Anaira told me everything. He may be a pervert who pines for my sister, but his information is accurate."

"We'll save her, but we can't let Lucifer be resurrected or else we all fail in the end."

"I knew it… I foresaw what that demon inside of my mother will do to Dvora if we don't prevent it. I can't let that happen to my sister, who is one of your acolytes."

"We'll save your mother from the demon who is possessing her in which we'll save Dvora from her fate. I can't let her die after what happened to Reina, for another life saved will lift my burden of guilt soon enough..."

I made myself clear as I went inside of the Crystal Pavilion with Deejatra following me. We were going in to rescue Dvora as time was running out slowly in which the dawning of Lucifer's resurrection was creeping on us if we didn't stop it…

Dvora was bound to a wheeled stretcher as she saw Danae standing in front of her with the demon still possessing her. What she noticed all around her was that there was an inverted pentagram drawn on the wall in which she saw it to be the honeymoon suite that I once stayed in. She was struggling to get free as she saw her mother bring pewter bowl of blood to a table that had candles all over it, for this wasn't good at all.

"You're quite loud, for an acolyte of the new god…," said the demon who possessed Danae.

"The last time I saw you, you were tossed out of the building, which is very high by your standards," said Dvora. "What you're doing is cold-blooded murder on the same flesh-and-blood your host once procured before."

"Lucifer will be free once again like he was in the Elder Days. It is the will that my master, Ailnoth, promised to me."

"I see the usual Nancy Downs crap strewn all over the honeymoon suite, but this is long overdue in this typical satanic sacrifice."

"It is written that Lucifer demands the blood of an acolyte in order to challenge the one with raw power."

"No matter how many times Lucifer is mentioned, he will always be imprisoned in his cage."

"You may kill plenty of things…," Danae brings out a knife as the demon possessing her was about to kill Dvora on the spot. "You could never be able to kill the devil!"

At that moment, Dvora broke free of her bonds as she knocked the knife out of Danae's hands. Staring at her wrist, she saw the imprint of raw power radiating as she saw the rest of her bonds turning into glass while shattering in which she was freed the rest of the way. She didn't want her mother coming near her as knocked over the table with the satanic material the moment the candles were scattered in which one of them rolled to the curtain and set it on fire. Fleeing the honeymoon suite, she sprinted towards the stairs where she went down without stopping. She was running without stopping as she didn't have her knives with her, but she wasn't defenseless due to her training with melee weapons. When she went towards the thirty-fifth floor, she went towards the window that was shattered as it was also the place where she saw Danae fall once. She was eager to forget it until she heard footsteps approaching as she grabbed a fire extinguisher that was on the floor. She was willing to knock whoever was coming towards her until she had an idea. Spotting a can of spraypaint on the floor, she decided to draw a Devil's Trap on the ceiling as it would soon trap her mother in it if she came towards her. Even though she was on edge, she heard the footsteps coming until she saw me and Deejatra coming as we were ready to get her out of here, for it was time to go anyway.

"I thought that you were Mom at first," she said as she saw us in front.

"Are you alright?" asked Deejatra.

"Yeah, but the curtains on the honeymoon suite caught on fire."

"This place is heavily equipped with smoke alarms just to put them out," I said. "Still, we need to get going before it's too late."

It wasn't long until we saw the lights flickering in which we saw the elevator open up to reveal Danae coming out with a vengeance. Dvora was not too thrilled to see her own mother coming as she was eager to do away with her after what had happened here earlier. With the lunar eclipse dawning, we had to get out of here until we saw Danae getting out of it. The demon possessing her was adamant into causing confusion as she stared directly at Deejatra, who had her sniper rifle in her hands.

"Stop right there," she said as she had her weapon pointed. "There's no way in hell that you're gonna sacrifice my sister to appease Lucifer nor will your master try even after the lunar eclipse has passed."

"There's still a way to sacrifice Dvora even though she escaped with the imprint of raw power being her guide," said the demon possessing Danae. "Either way, Lucifer will be pleased to see her blood pouring from even a gunshot wound. My dear Deejatra, would you kindly do the honors into doing so just like your mother wants?"

"You're not our mother… All you are is nothing but a parasite that's possessing her body!" Deejatra was shaking under the pressure as it was making it difficult for her to shoot her mother. "You're a monster like the handlers who plucked you from the depths of Hell to do this to her."

"She asked for it when my master threatened to kill you and your siblings, for it was necessary to plan out your sister's sacrifice just to win this war in our favor."

"You think that you can butcher me just to bown down and kiss Lucifer's ass?!" yelled Dvora. "You're insane when it comes to those who become your handlers' cock holsters just to up the ante with cheap tricks! This crap's not working, for it's been backfiring since the lunar eclipse is in favor of the new god instead of the one that was defeated by Torune Mitani!"

"Then you leave me no choice, daughter!" Danae rushes towards us as she was caught in the Devil's Trap that Dvora made. "Damn you! How dare you conspire to betray your own mother?!" She stares at me briefly as the demon inside of her had a hint of disdain and fear towards me. "And you…, your past self was once Lucifer's vessel once, only to defy him by returning him back to his cage in the Elder Days, but with a price! You knew how tortured he was during his long year in Hell, only to have his soul returned to him! You will suffer the same way once Lucifer is revived to win this war!"

"Don't even think about throwing Sam under the bus!" yelled Deejatra. "You're nothing but a monster that deserves to be silenced!" She begins to recite the Rituale Romanum with her sniper rifle in her shaky hands. "Exorcizamus te…, omnis immundus spiritus…, omnis… satanica potestas...-"

It wasn't long until Danae broke through the Devil's Trap as she subdued Deejatra by throwing her against the wall in which the demon inside of her was too powerful to hold. When the lunar eclipse finally arrived, it gave me more power than what I had on me as I used my raw power to subdue Danae with a much informed Devil's Trap to keep her pinned in which I noticed a binding link on her arm. In that moment, I removed it as the demon was rendered vulnerable in which I had no other choice but to flush it out of Danae before it was too late.

"Exorcizamus te," I said as I performed the Rituale Romanum. "Omnis immundus spiritus, omni satanica potestas, omnis incursio; infernalis adversarii, omnis legio, omnis et secta diabolica. Ergo draco maledicte, et omnis legio diabolica adjuramus te." The demon inside of Danae was starting to feel the strong effects of the exorcism as it was no match for me. "Cessa decipere humanas creaturas; eisque aeternae Perditionis venenum propinare. Vade, Satana; inventor et magister omnis fallaciae, hostis humanae salutis. Humilare sub potenti manu dei, contremisce et effuge; invocato a nobis sancto et terribili nomine, quem inferi tremunt. Ab insidiis diaboli, libera nos, Domine. Ut Ecclesiam tuam secura tibi facias libertate serviere te rogamus, audi nos. Terribilis Deus de sanctuario suo. Deus Israhel ipse virtutem truderit et fortitudinem plebi suae. Benedictus Deus, Gloria Patri!"

At that crucial moment, the demon was finally flushed out of Danae's body as it was caught in the Devil's Trap. Staring at it, I saw it to be suffering from a cruel fate of its own the moment it died out before it returned to the hands of its master. When I saw Danae finally of sound mind and body at last, I saw her collapse onto the floor. I feared the worst as I saw her coughing up blood the moment I held her in my arms in which she was dying with no way of saving her. When Deejatra saw Danae, now free from the demon's grip, she was seeing her broken and unable to move as even Dvora saw her to regain control of her faculties before passing forward.

"You… saved me…, but it's too late..." she said as she was gasping for breath.

"Let me help you," I said as I had tears in my eyes.

"No…, this is my punishment for agreeing to a false agenda and one that cost me the ten years of my life for not being there for my children… I cannot run from my sins, My Lord, but I swear that I will find forgiveness for what I've done… Forgive me…, Dvora..."

"Mom, don't talk like that…," she said. "You're safe now and that all that matters."

"It wasn't your fault, Danae," I said. "The demon who possessed you is gone, but there will always be forgiveness if you let it in."

"Mother, you fell off of a building, but you should let Sam help you," said Deejatra.

"No…, this death will be my penance to make up for the sins I made," she said as she was gasping for breath one last time. "The one called Ailnoth will pay for what he's done to me..." Danae looks at me briefly as she was not lasting long. "Please, stop the ones pulling the strings, My Lord, for they only strive for their insatiable lust for power… I beg of you…, don't lose… the faith that you have now…, for it is our future… in your hands..."

Danae closed her eyes forever as I set her down while clasping her arms on her lifeless body. I prayed for her as I had no animosity towards her, even after the daeva attacks, in which I also wanted those in the Executive Division to pay for confining her against her will. The cruel and inhumane fact about Danae's forced submission was the final nail in the coffin to stop her captors from doing worse in this ongoing war, for it wasn't over yet. Even after I was praying for Danae to cross over, Deejatra broke down sobbing as she saw her mother dead at the hands of a demon who kept her afloat for no reason while Dvora vowed to get revenge, for no one should ever go through being torn against one's will so far.

"Andezhka nir zhrigielur dahur," I said in the Draaza tongue as I saw Danae's spirit go to the afterlife. "Torgrizhev amue zdol."

"Your damaged soul is at rest now, for you will find peace," said Deejatra as she translated my words carefully. "You know the Draaza prayer in our language in which you ushered our mother to the Grey Havens."

"I steeped my head in a lot of books, for I knew of the Draaza tongue a lot longer before going to Gehenna all those years ago."

"You heard it from your dad, but that makes us related anyway," said Dvora. "As for what happened to Mom, I swear that the Executive Division will pay for what they've done to her!"

At that moment, we saw several Trostian soldiers arriving as they saw us near Danae's body. What we didn't expect was that Anaira was there as he was making sure that Dvora was alive and safe, for he couldn't get enough of her just yet. Even I was eager to bring them together as there was promise that was there for the two of them so far.

"Thank the gods that you didn't become a sacrificial lamb to appease the monster that Torune defeated!" he yelled as he was glad that Dvora was safe. "I'm so glad that you're safe with all your busty glory!"

"Pervert!" she yelled back.

"There you are!"

I saw Zaphra rushing here as she wasn't too thrilled to see me in the crime scene in which she was livid to find me here. When she saw Danae's lifeless body on the floor, she never expected to see the one responsible for causing the daeva attack dead the moment we all saw several Trostian soldiers put her in a body bag while carting her away. It was hell as we had no other choice but to answer for trespassing in a restricted area like the Crystal Pavilion.

"You're in so much deep shit right now that even your brother's been looking for you, Sam," said Zaphra. "We were given strict orders not to come here, but you went anyway."

"Dvora was in danger in which she was nearly killed by that same demon who possessed our mother," said Deejatra. "We had no other choice but to do so or else you would've had a much bigger problem on your hands!"

"It's a miracle that this place didn't burn down, but this place not only has sprinkler systems to put out minor fires, but it also has an alert system reports various crimes here."

"Well, it's a miracle that we all lived, but Mom had it worse," said Dvora.

"We all know that Danae's guilty of her sins, but having her being possessed by a demon is something that the Executive Division's true handlers had done," I said.

"Lady Zaphra, there's a group of people out there!" yelled a Trostian soldier.

"That's just peachy! Mi Dio!"

I went towards the shattered window as I saw a group of Draaza coming towards the building dressed in black funeral outfits. When they spotted me standing there, I jumped down as I used my raw power to propel myself from falling to my death the moment I landed softly. The people in front of me were singing a mournful tune as they were mourning for the loss of someone who was in the final stages of the Draaza life cycle. The group were weeping for the loss of someone precious as I remembered Danae dying in my arms. It was hard enough for me to bear as I also swore to seek justice against the Executive Division for being in cahoots with He;l's finest for a while.

"Imuerekh na toruul, Kuthur Samuel toel Order of Letters," said a Draaza woman with a purple comb and green eyes as she speaks her native language. "Talzheno daz kimrihl iridu dalzh pajuhan na Danae Trelundar toel Order of Letters." She speaks in the usual universal tongue that we all know. "Sorry, I had to speak in my native language, Sam, but it is mandatory to do so. You've grown up from a curious little boy to a tall, handsome man like John."

"I know who you are now," I said. "Jeriba Farragut, the wife of James Farragut and a Draaza woman who is in the Matriarch stage in your life cycle."

"Mason told me how you used your silver hair and raw power to infuse with the prosthetics to help your friend in Zetian on Drakonus, for it is said that you're becoming more like what was foretold in the paintings of our colony on Mars."

"I'm sorry that I couldn't save Danae in time..."

"You already have, for she's in the Grey Havens with Doroka. Do not be troubled, for you saved her from the grip of Ailnoth's underlings. The Order wanted to find her, but they were barred by members of that deplorable Bevell Family, who were remnants of the Old Guard, or else she would've been branded a pariah. Ginryu was furious towards them in which he reminded them how their ancestor was betrayed and then later killed by that deplorable Arthur Ketch, whose likeness was infused with the machines that nearly destroyed everything fifteen hundred years ago on Gethos. I was just a small child then, but I was still in the maiden stage at the time. We had our reasons to be secretive, but our people will always be mourned when they die."

"Danae will always be remembered for her joys in life, not in the sins she caused. I hope that the higher-ups will be lenient to give her a proper burial. Being possessed by a demon is never any fun, nor is it a choice to make."

"The demon in Ryosuke's service once possessed your past self once, only to see how he wanted to live a normal life for the rest of his days. She even said that you're just as pig-headed as the former life that wanted to stay away from hunting, only to embrace what he truly had in order to save others from harm. Danae was the same way, but she was heavily influenced by what her ancestor's brother had done in the form of how selfless he was. You carry the same blood as Danae, but you and your brother were born from the House of Kandor, which was her maiden surname at the time."

It wasn't long until a platoon of soldiers from the Hunter Corps arrived as they ran towards me and snatched me away from the scene. I didn't like to be taken away like that as I broke free just to know if Dvora or Deejatra were alright since their mother died from her injuries not too long ago. Just as I was about to return, I was stopped by Kazuo as he was not too thrilled with me for going into a restricted area like that, for he had a reason to take me back to the hotel I was staying at.

"Get out of my way, Kazuo," I said.

"The higher-ups have issued a directive that you should be in protective custody, Sam," he said.

"On what grounds?!" I was getting irritated as I didn't want to deal with Kazuo's nonsense right now. "I just exorcised the demon who caused the daeva attacks not too long ago and this is the thanks I get?!"

"This isn't your say to complain nor question the higher-ups' motives, Sam. After the exorcism of Danae, there's been an increase of activity coming from the Executive Division. For the record, I suggest that you do as you're told or else face consequences by wandering all over the streets."

"You can't just keep him caged up, Kazuo," said Dvora as she was coming towards us. "That demon who possessed my mother wanted to use me as bait just to let Lucifer out of his cage in order to up the ante in the Executive Division's favor."

"She's telling the truth," I said. "Luckily, she fled before she was killed, but the lunar eclipse that occurred earlier gave me more of what my raw power can handle."

"We know, but now's not the time to argue right now. What you exhibited earlier goes beyond humanoid comprehension in which you're growing stronger and that scares our enemies to the point of enslaving you just to use you as a weapon. It can't slide because there had been reports that Julilla has accessed the means to operate the Sol-2 that's floating above Drakonus. You may have helped into destroying her superior, but that doesn't mean that you can go and charge in alone. She is waiting for you to show up, but you can't go charging off alone. She is expecting you to let you come, only to result in your death. In the end of all this, there will be plenty of reasons to have you protected from harm in-"

Without warning, a shot rang out as it struck Kazuo in the shoulder. I was horrified to see a member of the Hunter Corps remove his helmet to reveal a man with black hair and blue eyes that had a scar on the left side of his face. I was ready to go after him the moment he fled the scene until I was stopped by several more members of the Hunter Corps, who were concerned about what was going on so far. When I noticed Kazuo clutching at his right shoulder, he was bleeding as he took the bullet out of it the moment he saw the assassin disappear without a trace. What the rest of us didn't expect was that the Brandings of God were glowing as they repelled what was on the bullet in which he was still alive, but bleeding. He was aware of the assassin's presence as I was also concerned about his situation the moment I used my raw power to heal the wound he sustained.

"It seems that you made an enemy there," I said as I grabbed and opened up a first aid kit to clean Kazuo's wound. "We never expected your attacker to dress and pass as a member of the Hunter Corps, but he could be one of the Black Dragon Guild's top assassins."

"The assassin who tried to kill me wasn't a member of the Black Dragon Guild, but he has a name, which is none other than Cadmael, who still bears a grudge against me."

"He could've killed you, but you're lucky that you're alive."

"Cadmael and I go way back in which he views me to be a constant thorn in his side since the Colony 11 Incident. These days, he works for those who want the Order of Letters to go away from further existence."

"He wanted to do away with you for having to perform merciful terminations on those who were afflicted by that crystalizing plague on Saluvan centuries ago, didn't he?"

"Cadmael was a man who passed as Terran while hiding in plain sight, but if he is in league with the Executive Division, then he'll give away our secrets that will cripple our reasons to protect the innocent from danger."

"It seems that a demon like him would go that far to revealing the Order's secrets and sell them to the highest bidder…"

"Cadmael isn't a demon, but an angel… He's also a man who is known to bring us all asunder if we don't stop him."

It wasn't long until we saw a courier come with a letter as it was addressed to me. Opening it up, I saw it to be a letter of dread as I saw it to be written in Enochian. Even Kazuo recognized that writing as he had a gut feeling that his old foe was now in league with our enemies as we speak."

"He's toying with us," he said as his he was stil in pain from his shoulder injury. "He now has full rein with the Executive Division and to those who are in league with them."

"We should tread warily, for Julilla and her forces now have a key player in their ranks," I said.

"Having those in the criminal range is one thing, but an angel with a grudge? I'll deal with him because it's my problem. You have your own right now, for they exist in the form of the Executive Division altogether."

I bandaged up Kazuo's wound as I was thankful that he lived. Looking up, I saw the man who shot him standing on a post as he had a smile on his face in which he was there to offer support for our enemies. When I saw him disappear without a trace, I had a gut feeling that there would be no end of him as things against this war were starting to get out of hand already…

To be continued...