AN: Hey all! So the next few Chapters are going to be a bit different. I couldn't figure out how to write from one person's point of view and get everyone's thoughts so this will be written from an outside point of view. Hopefully this goes well. I might continue this in future chapters. We'll see. Enjoy everyone.

Cheers!

"The meeting starts in five minutes, we are going to be late."

Ellen gave Cecile an amused look. "That's the point. We can't sneak in while everyone else is still arriving. Besides, nothing exciting happens in the first few minutes anyway. We can sneak in a little after it's started."

"Punctuality is an important virtue. If you aren't early, you're late."

"While normally I would agree, that isn't the case for this situation. Relax. The worse outcome is getting caught and they telling us to leave."

"Why does it seem like you've done this before?"

Ellen chuckled. "Surprisingly I haven't. I've been a goody two shoes my whole life, but I can't deny that I've always wanted to be more adventurous. Everyone has all these crazy stories of stuff they've done or gotten away with and sometimes I feel like I've been missing out."

Sir Pentious joined the two women slightly out of breath. "I'm not late am I?"

"Not at all."

He let out a relieved breath. "So where will we be ssneaking in?"

Ellen smiled. She had already made a few trips looking for different ways of being able to get in. She had a few options though she figured the back would probably be best. It also happened to be along a wall, so it limited the chances of them getting caught, or she hoped.

She tried not to let her excitement show. Not only was she coasting on the thrill of sneaking into somewhere she wasn't supposed to, but there was a chance she might be able to talk to someone that had the power to send her back to Hell.

"I think sneaking in the back would be best. We should have good coverage. I just have no idea what the inside of the building looks like so after getting in we'll have to play it by ear."

"You don't have this planned out?" Cecile looked a bit flabbergasted. "We are just going to wander around in a building we're not supposed to be in, in hopes of finding the right room? This is not good." She started pacing back and forth.

"It's okay, I have a plan." Not really but she would figure it out.

She shook her head. "I don't think I can do this."

Pentious and Ellen shared a look before he moved to follow beside her as Cecile moved. "It will be okay."

She opened her mouth to respond but it was cut short when a large group of angels in matching uniforms flew past, all wielding spears.

Cecile watched them mouth agape. "That's not usually a good sign." Her eyes moved to see the direction they had come from.

"Exorcistsss." Pentious hissed.

Ellen gave them a confused look and Pentious continued.

"Hell's yearly purges are done by the exorcists, but they're not ssupposed to be seen out like thiss."

"Purges?" Cecile matched Ellen's confused look.

Ellen's eyes widened. "The exterminations." Her gaze moved to Pentious who nodded confirming her assumption.

Her eyes moved to where they had come from. The same building they were planning on sneaking into. Surely if they were all leaving, they should be safe. Would there be some that would stay behind? Only one way to find out. Her head flicked between the two.

"Let's go." She started toward the building ignoring the unease filling her gut.

"Ellen! Are you crazy? Did ya not just see all those angels fly out from there?"

She glanced over her shoulder to Cecile who, despite her outburst, was still following.

"Well they're not there now, so I would wager it's safer there than out here now." She picked up her pace to a slight jog, knowing she would probably regret it later as she was in low heels.

The three made their way around the back and sneaking in seemed also too easy, the doors unlocked and unmanned. She tried not to think too much about it. The inside of the building was large but there were only four rooms and they had to scramble out of view as they watched two people pull what looked like a body from the room ahead of them.

Cecile sucked her breath in, and quickly turned away.

Ellen peaked around the corner to try getting a better look. It was an exorcist, based on the outfit. It seemed like her neck had been cut though. She couldn't figure out what all the gold liquid was. She watched as it dripped onto the floor. There was no sight of any blood at all. Did angels have gold blood? The weapon followed shortly after, a broken spear. What on earth happened in there?

The three waited a few extra seconds after they were out of sight before slipping from their hiding spots.

"I've never seen-" Cecile shook her head, her cheeks looked a little green. Ellen wrapped an arm around her shoulders in an attempt to comfort her.

"I get the feeling that's the room we should be sneaking into." Ellen's head nodded to the one they just watched the body be removed from.

Cecile shook her head. "I think this is as far as I'm going."

Ellen started leading her forward. "Everything will be fine, I promise."

"You can't promise that."

Ellen made it over to the door and pressed her ear to it hoping she could hear something. No luck. She let out a sigh. Okay, then she guessed this was it.

She pushed the door open enough to peak in and in an instant she knew she was right. Off to the left, up high on the wall, the only face she recognized was Emily. This was definitely the room she needed.

She lightly closed the door and turned to find Cecile and Pentious standing behind her. She quietly confirmed that it was indeed the room they needed. Though based on what she could see, sneaking in that door would be way too obvious. They would need to find another way in.

She relayed her thoughts but her eyes drifted to the room next door. She wasn't sure but there was a chance there could be a door joining the two, like her gym in high school. It was worth a shot seeing as she didn't have any other plan.

She would always hate when the gym had to be teachers would pull a thin wall across the room. The only thing she liked about it was the door, terribly disguised in the wall. She knew in such a fancy building it was probably a bit more discreet.

Ellen ushered the other two into the room next door after finding it empty, at least this way they weren't sitting openly in the hallway. She walked along the wall, her hand brushing along it hoping to find a door.

Painted into the wall, well disguised, a door. Her grin filled her face. Luck was on her side today it seemed.

She waves over the other two after peaking in to confirm it was safe to sneak in. They managed to find themselves tucked into a corner where some boxes were stacked, forming a little wall to help hide them. Perfect.

She peered around the boxes and her heart skipped a beat, her smile filling her face. Charlie sat at a desk off to her left, hidden behind the stack of boxes. She stood speaking to the seraphims but her eyes were locked on to the seat beside hers. Alastor.

He looked very relaxed, legs up on the desk leaning back watching Charlie as she paced. She couldn't pull her gaze away. Her heart swelled up. He looked okay. He was doing okay. Not that she thought he wouldn't but it was still good to see. And the fact that he joined Charlie to be here meant a lot.

She quickly pulled back as Alastor sat up suddenly. He knew he was being watched. She debated on whether or not to show herself. He would definitely be more alert if he knew she was there, maybe even a bit distracted. No. She would stay hidden and be an observer. She would step in only if she needed to. Right now, Charlie seemed to be doing well on her own.

Alastor followed behind Charlie as they passed through the doors into the large council room. Most of the balconies that littered the walls were already filled with many of Heaven's patrons. His eyes quickly found along the ceiling, a circle of exorcists. He didn't expect to see them, but he had already started putting a plan together to get rid of them. He wasn't stupid, he had been very careful not to use any of his power or magic since passing through the portal. He knew he could keep him and Charlie protected if needed, but he also knew heaven would like to have a reason to execute him, so he needed to be smart in his moves. He tucked his arms behind him as he continued to follow Cherie to their own seats.

Once seated he leaned over to Charlie already knowing what her answer would be.

"They didn't have a legion of exorcists present when you were here last did they?"

Her eyes darted up, her face clearly showing she hadn't yet noticed them. "No, they didn't." Her gaze fell back to him.

Charlie wasn't sure her stomach could twist anymore. Heaven hadn't seen her as a threat before. Were things different now? Or was it because they were nervous about Alastor? It wasn't hard to notice he had been extra careful since arriving. He would normally slip though shadows or summon simple things without thought, but he hadn't. If they were this nervous now what would happen if he showed even a little bit of what he could do? Did they know he was a powerful overlord? She shook the thoughts. It didn't matter, they would just have to be extra careful.

She watched as Emily and Sera floated down to their place, the highest balcony in the room.

"Princess Morningstar. It's nice to see you again." Sera's smile didn't look genuine and when she turned to look at Alastor she didn't bother faking a smile her lips turned in disapproval. "And you are?"

Alastor stood bowing low. "Alastor. I am Miss. Morningstar's advisor for this auspicious occasion."

Charlie noted he did not use his usual greeting. Normally he would remark it was a pleasure to meet whomever, but this time he did not. He didn't seem to like Sera, and he hadn't even met her. Maybe the bow was a greater formality? Odd.

"Very well."

As the head seraphim started the greetings and expectations for the meeting Alastor's gaze swept the gathering of exorcists looking for one. All he needed was one. After a second slow sweep he found her. The weakest link. Perfect.

She was stationed almost directly in front of him and Charlie and he could see her spear shaking in her hand. She was nervous. No. She was afraid. His grin widened. No doubt she was the newest to their team, the most inexperienced and most likely to strike with little provoking. Perhaps she had yet to meet a demon, regardless she would be his target.

Yes, this would work in his favour. He turned his head to appear interested in what was going on, but his eyes remained on the Exorcist angel, waiting for the right moment. She would make a move, and when she did, he would be ready. He already had it all planned out now. Two steps ahead.

"Princess, we are here to discuss the mortal soul and whether or not it is best she stays here. Please start." Sera's arm swept in front of her, gesturing that she now had the floor.

Charlie stood clearing her throat before taking a step forward. She took one look to Alastor who gave her a reassuring nod and she returned it. They went over this a few times, she could do this.

"Ellen's arrival in Hell is not something we should ignore. She was sent there and not here for a reason. We can't be sure this is what is best for her, but her path, her journey started in Hell, she needs to return there to finish whatever path she is on to reconnect with her body. She-"

She paused as movement caught her eye. She turned to her hotelier to find he had an arm out in front of her. The room was filled with gasps. She turned to find out why. Alastor had his hand around an angelic spear, stopped mere inches from her face. She instinctively pulled away, stumbling back a few steps. Her eyes darted up to one of the exorcists staring at her in horror. The colour drained from Charlie's face and her heart started racing. She didn't even see it coming. Had they just tried to kill her? How did Alastor catch it?

Alastor chuckled darkly beside her. "My dear, your aim is a bit off. Hellborn are exempt from an exorcist blade if I do recall."

He pulled the spear to his side as the exorcist hesitantly came forward to get it back. Charlie watched with bated breath. The whole room seemed to be watching with breaths held unsure of what would happen next. Alastor looked too happy about all this. She hoped he wasn't planning anything, though he did just save her life. Had they been aiming at him? He barely moved and they were going to just kill him? He hadn't done anything wrong. Did they really believe he was going to pull something?

He handed the spear back, his grin menacing, eyes half lidded. "I would advise you not to try again," he whispered. His eyes bore into the exorcists' and he could almost see her thoughts. She was terrified and that made people act recklessly, just what he was hoping for.

"Three steps back princess."

Charlie almost didn't hear it but did as asked without question, worried he was about to do something he shouldn't.

The angel took two slow steps back, eyes glued to each other, Alastor waiting for her to inevitably strike. Who could resist taking a shot at the Radio Demon?

The room filled with screams and gasps of horror and Charlie was certain if she had blinked she would have missed it. The Exorcist lunged at Alastor who bent back at an unnatural angle before snapping the shaft of the spear, taking the top half in his hand.

Charlie didn't know how he knew, but he dodged every other spear thrown without a touch of his magic. Somehow he knew the spot she was in before wasn't safe, a spear lodged into the floor three steps in front of her. How on earth did he know she needed to move?

He stood tall using a foot to knock the exorcist onto her back and then stood, foot on her chest to keep her down, preventing her from scuttling back. The spear was thrown right by her head and for a second Charlie though he had missed. The look in Alastor's eyes almost had her shrink back.

He leaned in closer as the golden blood spilled from her neck. He lowered his voice knowing he would be the last thing this exorcist would see and hear. "Thank you my dear, your performance was quite extraordinary. But you stood no chance against me, even without my added abilities." He watched, his stomach twisting in delight as the exorcist choked, drowning in her own blood, unable to speak or scream before she became deathly still.

He finally looked up, putting his neutral smile back on as the room stared on in silence and horror.

His gaze moved up to the head seraphim, eyes narrowed slightly. He raised his voice so it echoed off the walls in the silent room. "I was under the impression we were here as humble guests. Shall we forgo the formalities and agree should you try this again, I will not be as forgiving."

Charlie's eyes flitted between the body and Alastor. Damn it Alastor! He didn't have to kill her! Now they were screwed. This was exactly what she was afraid he would do. They were already uneasy about his presence and now they had a small taste of what he could do. He didn't even use any of his magic. She groaned. How was she going to fix this?

Sera was the first to recover, her eyes glaring at the Radio Demon. "A bit cocky for someone whose fate lies in another's hands."

He bowed low, his grin smug. "I assure you, my fate is in no one's hands but my own." He planted his staff down in front of him.

"Very well. Then to ensure the safety and peace of mind for the rest attending this meeting, you will be bound for the remainder of it."

Alastor turned and for the first time since the meeting started he didn't have a plan. He watched a burly looking man approached with a golden glowing rope. No, that would not do. It was different hiding his abilities, but to have them taken, was not going to happen. He clenched his jaw, his mind quickly running though thoughts, or ideas. Fighting his way out, while fairly simple, would not be ideal. It would also leave Charlie vulnerable, not to mention it would squash any hope of retrieving Ellen. He needed a diplomatic solution, not exactly what he had planned.

"Wait!" All eyes moved to Emily, who was having a hard time looking at the body lying on the floor staining the carpet gold.

Charlie glanced up hoping to plead with her eyes for mercy. Yes Alastor probably did that on purpose, and no doubt he enjoyed every last second of it, but to everyone else it was self defense. He was protecting himself, and her. Or at least that's how she hoped others had seen it. Most of the other patrons watching still looked horrified or disgusted, some had even passed out.

"He was protecting himself."

"Emily…"

"I don't think it was right, but to punish him for it isn't right either."

Charlie quickly moved to stand beside her advisor. "She nearly killed me too. Maybe it would be best if we continued our meeting without the additional…" she rolled her wrist trying to find the right word.

Alastor leaned down to whisper in her ear, she quickly repeated. "Audience."

Emily turned to Sera and the two exchanged words for a few minutes before Sera took a deep sigh. "Very well." She didn't sound too pleased, but with a wave of her hand, the rest of the exorcists left, collecting their spears on the way, though they too didn't seem pleased with the decision.

Charlie and Alastor both returned to their seats and as soon as they were seated she turned and glared at Alastor. "What the heck was that?!"

He leaned back, crossing his leg getting comfortable.

"Simply fixing a few concerns, it should be relatively boring from here on."

"What? How did that help us? It made things worse!" She had to fight to keep her voice down.

"Well for starters I got rid of those exorcists. They were definitely itching for an opportunity to strike, I simply sped them along. Best it be done under my lead, easier to control the outcome that way. And second, I have now made it abundantly clear Ellen's safety won't be a concern. Two birds, one stone as the saying goes."

She blinked a few times letting the words sink in. It would be less nerve wracking with the exorcists gone. And Ellen's safety was a big point they both agreed would be difficult to prove. Her eyes shifted to the body that was now being dragged out. It wasn't how she would have handled it, but Alastor did make valid points. She bit her lip, her hands fidgeting in her lap. So much had happened already and they hadn't even discussed anything yet. This was going to be a long meeting.

"I assume you can handle the next few points on your own, hmm? I'll step in if needed." He kicked his feet up onto the desk, his arms tucked behind his head. It seemed he was going to sit back and enjoy the rest of the meeting without any more trouble, or at least she hoped. She turned her attention back to the seraphims, ready to do what she could to get past the mess of the last five minutes.