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Broken , bested , wounded … The First man , the father of all living , laid at the precipice of death's embrace. Holy essence trickling from wounds acquired from his less than extravagant exchange with the torment of his existence. The bane of man , the destroyer of the almighty design , the usurper ; Lucifer. His advance only halted by the pity of his daughter. A mockery of the first betrayal. He rose to his feet , rage and desperation fueling his movements. His fury was uncontainable , shouting to all hell with all his might could conjure.
“ FUCKING LOSERS … “
As he finished such a sentence, a knife would impale him from behind. It was as if time itself had halted to a stand still. The world grew cold as his eyes widened at the wound before him. His foundations buckled beneath his feet , falling to the damned soil below. A weight , no heavier than a feather laid atop of him , yet , he could not move. Just as the blade was raised to incur more wounds and seal his fate. A blinding light would engulf the space. Knocking all but one backwards. The sheer force is enough to crack the terrain. Leaving markings resembling spider webs upon the soil.
As the light began to dissolve , a low rumble echoed from the King's throat. Before the fallen man was a sword impeded into the earth. Humming with brilliance that rivaled the very stars. Its radiance was an incursion upon the baleful shadows of the world around them. A beacon that contrasted the ambiance of misery and anguish. The fires that burned upon its gleaming edge exuded not of infernal flames of damnation but the righteous wrath of Almighty's command.
Adam looked upon the sword before him , its warmth a soothing embrace upon his dying figure. Lute had taken the opportunity to rush over. Although wounded herself , she cared little for it.
“ SIR ! SIR ! STAY WITH ME SIR ! “ She cried in desperation as she turned the man over. Such action only caused him to cry out in pain. She tried everything to halt the bleeding of his wound. His holy blood spilling out to a frightening degree. Simultaneously , the bearer of the blade would arrive with divine indignation. A pulse of energy washing upon the land like the flood of old.
Lucifer remained silent , scorn filled his gaze as his body tensed.
“ D-dad who is that… ? “
Charlie , his daughter , asked with worry. Concerned at the newly arrived angel. It's appearance similar to the Knights of the medieval ages. Myth given manifestation , its helmet that took the form of a lion slowly raised to meet the demons.
“ Char char … I want you to grab your friends … and go … now … “
Lucifer tone spoke with no room for negotiation. Charlie breath died in her threat as she heard those words. The severity of the matter slowly dawned on her but the fear held her in place. The newcomer would grab ahold of the hilt of his divine armament , wings of golden luster spreading outwards. Almost matching that of the father of men in its brilliance. The presence between the fallen and holy began to shift and bend the realm , seemingly oscillating between the two forces at hand.
Another would arrive in a similar fashion , arriving in a spectacle besides the fallen man and the weeping exorcists. A helm of a Falcon , they wore ropes resembling a priest with armory of a warrior beneath the holy garments. Within their grasp were righteous scripture. A grimoire that spoke with empyrean decree. He began to speak , reciting incantations of light and liturgy. A translucent shell forming around the two , a sense of rejuvenation falling upon him. Adam's wound , once fatal , would begin to close. Lute's missing arm , however , could not be restored. Merely healing the stump in its place along with other wounds acquired.
“ Who ───── “
“ Speak not , Sister … save your strength … “
The figure spoke, silencing the question before it could take flight from Lute's lips. His tone firm but gentle , a soothing noise that rested her worries.
More of these beings manifested from pillars of heaven. Aiding the fallen and wounded , providing a wall of protection against the demonic warriors who dared harm their own.
The King of hell remained silent , a scowl twisting his features as he watched their work. The father of man had long since fallen unconscious. Somewhat glad that he hadn't died as he had no interest in dealing with heavens bullshit … more than he was facing now.
“ Alright, you guys lost so take your friends …
take HIM … and ───── “
The once angelic being , so beautiful and filled with pride , began to twist. Horns that spelled his true nature , eyes that burned crimson with wrath , and a roar that resembled thunder.
“ GO HOME ! “
A brief moment of silence fell. The tension thick , almost as if it threatened to snap at any moment.
“ Please… “
Lucifer's wrath subsided yet his guard remained. Not for himself but for his daughter , he could not risk her getting harmed any more than she has. The warrior of heaven remained quiet, rising to his feet as he freed his blade from the earth. His gaze narrowed upon the aftermath of this failed extermination. Bodies of fallen sisters laid strung about, butchered and ripped apart. Their reverent blood spilling the land , flooding its tainted soil like rivers. His gaze would return upon the king and his kin. Seeing them dawning the cause behind the demise of so many kinsmen.
Their own weaponry , forged in the shops of heaven above , turned against them. Twisted and defiled , these sinners had taken arms against the crusade.
Lucifer could feel the fury of this being slowly rise from the sight around them. The heat , once a mere flame, was beginning to shift into a blazing inferno. Not only him but the rest of the new arrivals spirits were set ablaze from the treacherous sight. His six wings unfurled, his own fire exuded from clenched fists and tight breath. Violence was inevitable.
One instant , the armored clad warrior stood before the fallen. His blade lax at his side …
The next ; he dissolved from existence.
Lucifer's gaze widened. Gone was the knight of golden and reverence. No oscillation of light , no reverberation of movement, no displacement of the terrain beneath. As if the being never existed to begin with.
In the next breath , a line of molten light would sear through the space of Lucifer's being. Narrowly avoiding being blinded by the swift curvature of the Angel's blade , the propelling force would cleave through the world that laid behind the king. Buildings toppled , demons bisected in a swift motion. The angel offers no theatrics , no acknowledgement of the prowess of the fallen. Only quiet exhilaration as cold and certain as the heavenly father's judgment.
Arching downward , the blade threatened to cleave the Seraphim in two from the shoulder to waist. Lucifer , in his haste , pivoted his feet and launched him backwards. The terrain where he once stood was torn asunder. A massive chasm left behind was enough to worry even the likes of him.
“ You fuckers sure are stubborn. “
Lucifer spoke as he would then take the offense. Charging forward at speeds that rivaled light , he would close the distance. A fist at the ready , wishing to collide against the center form of the angel who dared challenges him in his home. A resounding BOOM ! followed suit as the shockwave was capable enough to shatter windows and send sinners soaring off their feet.
“ WHAT ! “
Lucifer raged as instead of his desired target , a shield stood before his path. An impenetrable fortress , the holy cross a testament of its will was engraved upon its center. A knight with the helm of a bull had denied The king's fist purchase. In the same instance , a hammer that could shatter moons was swung with divine grace and elegance. Slammed against the side of the seraphim with mountainous force. Propelling skyward and into an adjacent building.
“ DAD ! “ Charlie screamed as she watched her father being thrown like a rag doll. Before she could even run to him , her love grabbed a hold of her.
“ Charlie, wait ! It's not safe ! We have to move! “ Vaggie , an ex - exorcist and occupant of her lovers hotel , desperately attempted to drag the princess Morningstar away from the battlefield.
“ But ───── ! “
“ He'll be fine ! We gotta move before these fuckers turn their attention on us ! “
Hand in hand , they ran. Helping their friends in the process. Angel dust, somewhat disoriented from the arrival of the first, couldn't help but ask.
“ Who are these guys! “
“ Not now ! We gotta find somewhere safe ! “
Vaggie silenced such a question as she dragged everyone along.
Lucifer emerged from the opening his crash had caused. Tossing away any rubble and debris that had fallen atop of him. These guys were strong yes but not his level. Granted , he could somewhat feel the force behind it. It was their weapons that worried him. Those stung like a motherfucker. As he was lost in thought , the lion celestial had emerged. The gravitas of his swordsmanship was a site to behold. Wielding the essence of the sun itself within the confines of his weapon , his every cut bled brilliance.
Each swing carved through annihilation with elegant ruthless ───── the sound of his blade so eagerly sought the seraphim flesh was not a storm of raging rain but a choir of revelation. The songs spoken on high in the golden throne , ones that spoke of harmony of the celestial order. He carved through stone and metal with ease. Barely missing his mark at the morning star. A dance of war and violence sparked between them. Parrying , evasion, counters , their tune in this waltz of attrition.
This , however , was no mere dance between two. An angel with a helm of a wolf who dawned a spear that spoke doctrine of warfare blinked into the space behind the Seraphim. A battle on two fronts. Their choreography worked in unflattering synergy. Not allowing no sense of reprieve for the devil to gather their bearings.
“ GRRRRAH ! GET OFF ME ! “
Lucifer raged as intended to unleash a wave of devastation upon the two. On que , the ceiling above them was toppled as the bull of heaven emerged. Swinging down his holy hammer with heaven's judgment. The Morningstar frame plummeted through several buildings , reaching the bottom where he would meet the falcon. Time once again gained a snail's pace as the angel spoke.
Holy incandescent dominion over mystic miracles would converge into a single point. Divine mystery would detonate in a blinding flash , the rays of a collapsing star were unleashed in a single motion. The ruined building collapsed beneath the force as Lucifer's body barreled throughout neighboring structures. Halting as he stopped his momentum.
Irritation contorted his beautiful complexion as his flesh stung from the aftermath of the assault. His body fizzled from burns of the gamma ray burst unleashed upon him. Their movements were coordinated to a supernatural degree. These were not the run of the mill lackeys. No , these were TRUE soldiers, perfectly crafted for the engagement of war.
Lute and the rest of the exorcists could not help but watch in awe at the sight. The devil , the deceiver, was on the ropes and being put on the defensive. Only two other beings , The taxiarch and The Father , were believed to be capable of such a feat. Even so , she could tell they were barely harming the seraphim. The difference in status was far too great.
Lucifer would then launch the attack , utilizing much more of his capabilities. Forcing the four upon the defensive and pushing them back. As the battle was to increase in intensity , the angelic empyrean that was healing the father of man and his lieutenant had fired a single. In an instant , they had fallen back. Carrying the wounded and dead as they rose to heaven. The one with the helm of the lion halted , turning back to face Seraphim. His blade pointed as he spoke in a low , cold , emotionless manner …
“ until our next encounter … Samael … “
Lucifer snarled at the mention of a name long since deceased. With those parting words , Heaven's forces had retreated. Allowing for all the sinners that survived the onslaught to cheer in exuberance and delight. All except the king.
“ Dad … ? “
Charlie spoke hesitantly as she walked up behind her father. Worry etched upon her features as she saw the wounds upon him being. He turned , seeing the vulnerable gaze of his ilk had caused him to soften.
“ I'm alright char - char , just a flesh wound. Come on , who wants some pancakes? “
Lucifer stated, attaining a jovial manner as he walked over and hugged his daughter. A smile took form as she returned the sentiments. The two walked over to a cheering entourage. A somber smile taking over the princess features as she looked around at the ruin and devastation of her city.
“ It's alright , We can always rebuild . “ Vaggie spoke in a soft whisper as she stood beside her.
“ And We'll help ! “ Angel dust said with glee , bringing both Nifty and Husk into his embrace.
“ We'll make it better than before. “ Lucifer added.
As the plans for the future echoed , a sense of worry and dread lingered in the back of their minds. Those warriors … were far beyond the typical exorcists. Capable of going toe to toe with even the king himself. They could only beg that a war was not upon their horizon …
In heaven …
“ Mmmmrgh.. “
stirring , Adam would open his gaze. Bright blinding lights shone upon his fluttering eyes, silhouettes of three figures looming overhead began to clear. Lute , his crazy bitch of a lieutenant, Sera , the head honcho of the Seraphim and …
The four are currently in the hospital ward. Rarely used but built for scenarios just like this.
“ Sir ! “ Lute shouted with enthusiasm , nearly jumping atop of the First man. Halted by a firm hand of the Seraphim which laid upon her shoulder.
“ Adam , I am glad to see you well. You nearly gave us a fright. Your recklessness nearly cost you your life. “
Sera spoke in an assertive and authoritative manner. Hidden in the depths of her tone , laid concern and worry. Nearly did Heaven lose the father of humanity , the almighty greatest creation , the one made in his image to the hands of the denizens of Gehenna below. A close call that she would rather avoid at all cost.
“ Yeah yeah , I get it . “
Adam replied nonchalantly , almost dismissive at the fact he almost perished AGAIN. Though , the lingering pain of him getting stabbed was slowly changing his view. A soft groan left his lips as he sat up. His gaze widened as he saw the condition of his favorite girl.
“ Lute … “
“ It's fine Sir , all that matters is your safe. “
She tried to reassure the first man , uncaring for her own wellbeing for the most part. After a brief silence , Adam gaze would turn to the warrior in the corner. Silent , almost like a statue with their arms crossed. Unmoving , it was uncanny to say the least. His eyes shifted to Sera for a moment before returning to lute.
“ Hey , Danger tits , Go out and check on the other girls for me. Me and sera gotta talk real quick. It'll be a sec. “
Lute couldn't help but simply nod at the command. As she began to walk out the room , she eyed the lion helm knight, still not trusting them completely. Just as the door closed behind her , Adam started.
“ Sera … we talked about this. “
“ We had no other option, you were about to die. “
Sera replied , answering the question before it even left the first man's lips.
“ You know how I feel about this ! What if one of them got KILLED ?! You saw how they now have weapons to kill even exorcists ! “
“ Father … “
The knight finally spoke , silencing the conversation. He would walk over , mere inches away from Adam's bed. Bowing as he spoke once again.
“ I would gladly lay my life if it ensured the safety of yours . “
“ See what I mean ! “
Adam shouted , not even replying to the statement. Sera couldn't help but sigh.
“ Adam , they were specifically made for events such as these. I understand your reservations but your life was in peril. I had no other options. :
Adam gritted his teeth in annoyance and irritation. He always hated when Sera was right , especially when she actually had good points. He returned his attention to the still bowing knight. Reaching and placing it atop of their helm.
“ You did good, Kid … “