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Jhor managed to deflect the attack with his shining blade though even as he cut the rune into two each half sank into his metallic wings causing a loud ringing sound. Giving a grunt he was glad he couldn't really feel pain in them as he continued to pursue the dark lord before him.

A hissing sound as the rune caught her in the chest and seemed to be trying to entangle itself around her, to catch her, and she shook for a moment before her feathered arm threw themselves apart, scattering feathers around the hall along with some blood but she was able to break herself free, "We aren't giving up easily, Evil One." She spat out at him, this was a battle for their kin, for their freedom, and revenge. She wouldn't let him catch her so easily. The woman lifted her hands to cover her ears to give another shriek, louder this time, sending the sound toward Vampy. If they could get through his shield then Jhor could wound him as he deserved!

Dane wasn't used to fighting something like Vampy but he was on his toes, ready as he could be. When he saw the rune come at him the teen tried to dodge to the side but his reflexes weren't as finely honed as the other two. The rune managed to catch him on his left arm as he raised it to defend himself. Once it hit he felt a numbness travel down his arm and part of his neck on side of the body. He was taken off guard for a moment as he failed to be able to move his arm though was quickly snapped back into the fight once the woman shrieked again. Dane tried to act quick, while the shield was up and facing them, quickly grabbing more water from the ground he snaked it around to Vampy's back and quickly used this gap to try and shoot it around to his front and aimed for his eyes again.

This was getting annoying, the silver hair male thought to himself as the woman shrieked Jhor managed to cut his rune in half and Dane...ah...Dane was being an idiot and getting involved when he should be miles away from here. Seriously...didn't the spawn he create have any common sense? He was starting to think that he needed to do more follow ups on the spawn ..make sure the scientists were giving the children brains. Oh Evil one? Nice ring to it...but what was this? A very lame episode of that weird show the humans had once...Power...Rangers or something? Except unlike the tv show...the evil was about to get much more nastier. Swinging an arm he used his shield to bounce the females shrieks back towards her and the others.

Granted she had her ears covered, smart woman but that wasn't about to stop him. Jhor was striking at him, the sword hitting against the side of his shield, it cracked...as it was a thing of the purest of holy magic, it really put a cramp in his own magic capabilities. He sighed, as once again Dane was trying to help out. It was a good thing he wasn't the wicked witch of the west...else he'd melt he was sure. Despite his own wry thoughts on everything all of this...was getting annoying.

"Little pests, you should learn your place..." He hissed finally, "I've kept you all safe from persecution, from other demons...you should be thanking me...not attacking me." He growled, ungrateful ingrates. He ducked down realizing the water was the only true source for Danes magic, he drew some runes in the air, the room suddenly got very hot. Extremely hot...he seemed unfazed as he dropped his shield and went to strike at Jhor his pen suddenly shifting in size to become a large saber.

Pepper couldn't stand it any longer...after his heated debate with Dane in trying to get his friend see reason he had grumped in the front of the facility waiting for Dane to come back. When he hadn't...he began to worry and thus he found himself drawn into the facility and then to where he could smell his friend. It wasn't a good sign...when he caught the celestial scents of Jhor and Anani...and then he felt that ominous presence....Vampy. Oh ...F***...He ran full tilt along the hallway and then the blast of heat made him stagger. What was going on?? He looked up noticing that the three ahead of him were actually engaged with a fight with Vampy. "That IDIOT." He hissed as he rushed in to get his friend out of there.

Jhor never expected Vampy to be actually be able to summon a weapon...or wield one for that matter. He was so caught off caught that the blade slipped into his side easily, Cringing as the blade seemed to burn into him he turned his blade upon Vampy trying to aim for his neck.

Anani kept her hands over her ears so she was only shoved backwards when her voice was turned back on her and gave a soft gasp as she lowered her hands to her sides. She narrowed her eyes as she watched the air in the room started to shimmer and twist as it heated up and her hand lifted to pull her bandages back up and over her face. She couldn't draw in hair like that to use to give the shrieks she thought to herself, it would only scald her inside. Her eyes narrowed and her hand went into the pocket at her side to catch hold of something that she held there... then paused when she saw another figure approaching, another spawn...? Or was that a demon that Vampy had summoned up to help him? Given it looked as though he were charging at Dane she did nothing to stop him, let that demon deal with the spawn, she held no love for him.

The woman knelt down to gather some of her fallen feathers into her free hand before she threw a few of them forward toward Vampy, she wasn't aiming for his vitals, instead aiming at his joints. If they stuck into him then he would have a harder time moving, a harder time battling it out with her brother. The blue feathered ears she had gave a twitch before she gave another hissing sound, turning to glance down the hallway as she felt the second of her enemies approaching. He would be here soon... and she he arrived on the scene she would deal with him as well.

"Jhor!" Dane couldn't help yelling out when he saw the angel get hit. After he yelled he realized it wasn't the smartest thing as he began to cough from the temperature rising and the air thinning. This was bad, his eyes darted around trying to find something to help, he knew his water would be evaporating soon if not already. The teen caught Pepper out of the corner of his eye. He didn't have time to argue, he just looked at Pepper, he looked as scared as he ever had in his life. He was literally watching a person who helped create him fighting, and taking injuries it was bad. He locked eyes with Pepper for a short moment before turning back to Vampy. He couldn't think of anything else to do now except something stupid. The boy charged into the group and using his one usable arm launched himself at Vampy's legs from the side so he wouldn't stumble into anyone if he was fended off. If he could just get Vampy down, he kept thinking as he put all he had into his attempt at a snare.

Peppers eye's widened as his met his friends gaze he balked at the intense heat making it difficult to breath in here, he raised a arm to his face as if hoping to block the heat out, it was no use. He nearly shrieked out in horror as he spotted what his friend was trying to do. Was he out of his flipping mind?? He moved forward ignoring Anani and the wounded Jhor...he had to get Dane OUT.

Vampy hissed as Dane came barreling towards his legs with not enough time between the attack from Anani as a few of those feathers sank into his arm and leg though no joints were effected he was brought down by the annoying teenager. He fell heavily to the ground, though...his hair had begun to glow purple...and slowly lose definition...becoming pure white it floated around his head as he kicked Dane off of himself and then went to get back up." Meddling kid..." He spat at the youth , "You have no idea what your dealing with..." the man growled the scent of cinnamon becoming rather pungent in the heat in the air. Like someone was burning an apple pie... Back on his feet the saber in his head lengthened into something that looked like a staff. He slammed the butt down near Dane's head though he didn't strike at him directly. He pointed the tip towards Dane now, a large glowing sphere growing. "Disappear.." He growled.

Jhor's eyes went wide, as suddenly Dane was now in danger, Vampy had turned his focus on the boy...he coughed, the air was thick with that smell...and the heat wasn't helping. He could taste blood in his mouth, "No! Leave the boy alone!" He shouted as he went to slam himself against Vampy the blade coming to slip into Vampy's collar bone.

Almas came around the corner and almost slammed into the wall of heat, taking a half step back and lifted his gaze to look around to try to figure out what was happening. It was... hot, were things on fire? His eyes went wide as he watched Dane take Vampy down at the knees, then those blue feathers that stuck into the white haired man's flesh. He gave a gasping sound as he started to hurry forward toward the ensuing battle. He had to figure out what was going on, had to stop them, had to help... he forced the thought away as it was a silly one. As though he were needed to save the guy. At least until he sat Jhor's sword pierce into the man and he started forward again toward the ensuing battle. As he did so he saw something else, something passed Vampy... one of his sons, "P-Pepper..." What was he doing in the middle of this?

The angel woman gave a grin as she saw the man go down, her feathers in his flesh, held by Dane, and now Jhor's sword would end him. As for her... she pushed away from the wall with one hand and pulled the garden sheers from her pocket as she rushed forward toward the Fallen that was rushing to the aid of the demonic child and the white haired b*****d that he had sinful feelings for. He was an enemy just as much as the Evil One was... and she would destroy him as Jhor killed Vampy then this place would fall into ruin with nobody to run it.

Dane had what little wind was left in him knocked out as he was kicked off by Vampy. The teen coughed a bit as he watched Jhor try and push Vampy away from him. He was confused why he didn't just strike Vampy more ferociously when he had the chance. He didn't know what to think, and he couldn't speak. His eyes looked around and saw Pepper coming again and he couldn't figure out how to greet him. He just sat there watching as Jhor went after Vampy more, he got himself ready to jump in again if it was needed.

Everything felt like slow motion, Pepper couldn't believe his eyes as Dane managed to get Vampy to the ground, the angel..who's name he'd never could remember getting his sword into him, he almost stopped moving...was he needed? Was...everything okay now? He looked over though, noticing that...one of the angels was now going after Almas. His hackles raised, she...she was going after Almas?? Striking forward a new singular task in focus. Stop that woman! Giving a howl of rage , even as the hot air felt like they were burning him from the inside he launched himself at Anani claws out to latch into her and then tackle her to the ground.

The silver haired man felt the blade enter his body, it didn't hit his heart...foolish angel..it was probably the only chance he was going to get too. "I've had enough..." He snapped as his hand came out to then latch onto the angel's throat. His staff hovered in the air as he released it and then went to grab Jhor's wrist. There was the smell of burning flesh as the magic he drew forth began to melt the angel's very skin. Pure darkness...it burned only the purest of light. Jhor was pure...and so his rage went ten fold as he noticed Anani going after Almas. Damnable woman. He ripped Jhor's hand free of his weapon, no longer connected with the blade it faded out of existence, blood poured from the wound it had caused.

It hurt like hell but Vampy didn't seem to care, "Enough games...this ends now.." he snapped as suddenly his guise was gone. Standing before them all amongst the heat, the smell of cinnamon stood a white being, a mane of feathery hair around his shoulders slowly being soaked with blood, a tail lashing back and forth in irritation. Glowing golden eyes as he tightened his hold on Jhor's throat. In every essence...he embodied the looks of a humanoid unicorn...from the white fur to the obsidian horn curling from his forehead. If it wasn't for the setting...and what he was about to do...he'd seem almost ..like one of the celestial.

Jhor's eyes...they had widened at the sheer strength that Vampy seemed to posses. Was there end to this horribly evil man? He screamed as his skin was literally being melted where Vampy's finger tips dug into his skin, it was a pain he had never experienced before in his life. He thought he was becoming delusional from the pain...as Vampy's common form disappeared and was replaced by something he'd never expect. A strangled sound escaping his throat as the pressure increased he used his only free hand to strike out against the creature to grab and rip at the white hair...a struggle as he felt consciousness begin to slip away from him.

Almas was startled when the woman came racing forward, away from the battle and after him instead. His good eyes fell to the weapon she held and he gave a gasping sound, taking a half step back when suddenly the woman was brought down by Pepper. His eyes got a bit wide and a shaking breath escaped from him as he saw her get taken down. He took a step forward toward the pair before freezing in place. He felt a shiver go through him, the scent of cinnamon filled his lungs, and he lifted his gaze to find not the Vampy they were used to but the one he'd seen so many years ago when they had first met... on top of that he was surrounding in the heated air that reminded him of the first that the demon had saved him from which had him starring, dazed. Even with him attacking Jhor he couldn't help but to be bedazzled by the true form of his Boss.

Anani gave a shriek of surprise as she was tackle down by the demon that she had thought would be fighting with the other spawn, she gave a growl, flailing, and took a swing at Pepper to attempt to bury her garden shears into his arm to help to free herself from his grasp, "Get your hands off of me, beast!" She spat at him, wanting to get after her real enemy and not battle it out with some silly child.

Dane was shocked by the transformation and the energy that exuded from Vampy, in any other scenario he would be shocked and trying to slink off and not get involved, but he was adamant. The boy sprang to his feet and shouted, "LEAVE HIM ALONE!!" as he threw his entire weight at Vampy charging him both arms working again as he snarled trying to get Jhor away from him, not taking into account how dangerous his actions were becoming.

Pepper was rather tied up with the angel he had tackled, she was trying to get f***** sheers into him! Giving his size he was lucky that he could bring her down at all. Anger mostly towards the fact she had tried to hurt Almas he wrestled with her trying to pin her arms to the floor. He didn't want to hurt her, but she was making it damnable difficult! He only barely noticed the sudden change in atmosphere...that intense heavy feeling...he knew who eluded it. He didn't need to look up to know things were going badly. "Stop it you crazy b**** I don't want to hurt you!" He hissed.

With the new form of Vampy still holding on strongly to the struggling Jhor though he could tell the angel's energy was dropping rapidly. He'd hate to have to kill the celestial...especially since it was very annoying to replace them. When Dane made another attempt to stop him, his golden eyes locked onto the boy. "You are becoming a thorn in my side boy.." He growled as he quickly raised a hand his staff coming to his side and turning into a shield that the boys body would crash into ultimately. He looked up to Jhor who was...losing a lot of blood, the burns in his throat had exposed a couple air holes making it difficult to breath. Hm..perhaps he overdid it."Last chance...stand down Jhor...and I'll make sure you and your little friends survive this encounter..." he growled.

Barely conscious the angel's struggles still persuade he looked a bit like a child being held up in such a manner, he managed to spit in Vampy's face at the offer. "I s..wear....I'll kill you..." he gasped as he tried to summon his weapon again but failed, his wings began to lose their luster and shine...and slowly begin to crack in places. Something wasn't right...the angels eyes were narrowed his hand going out to wrestle with the one that Vampy had on his throat.

Almas looked around as the chaos seemed to be ending and things were seeming to be more quiet then he would like. He turned slowly to look over at Vampy for a moment, seeing that he looked fine, he moved toward Pepper, "Pepper... thank you." He murmured, he saw the weapon in the woman's hand. He starred at it before he reached a hand out to pat the teen on the shoulder.

The woman felt her hackles rise as the Fallen thanked the demon that had captured her, "You would be on their side, traitor... why don't you run over there and lick his wounds for him while your at it!" She spat out, giving up trying to escape the hold Pepper had on her to instead swing out at Almas, burying the sharp end of the shears into the Fallen's leg, "Why can't you just die! Worthless traitor!"

Dane collided with the shield letting out a horse yelp as a flood of indescribable feelings and faces flooded over him. His vision blurred a moment and he was taken off balance from the images he saw for a moment, he didn't let himself waste time though. He quickly rushed over to the other side of Vampy stumbling a bit on the way, "I TOLD YOU TO LEAVE HIM ALONE!!" He snarled again charging into the demon once more trying to make a grab for the hand that was around Jhor's throat to try and wrestle it away.

F*** was everyone insane today? First Dane now this woman seemed to have a vendetta against Almas and Vampy?? Giving a hiss continued to wrestle with the woman's arms to keep her still before with a snarl of outrage he finally just slammed his forehead HARD down onto hers in. His rocky skin acted as a buffer for him..though serious pain for her forehead. He hoped to get her unconscious.

Vampy sighed, he had forgotten how...stubborn liberality traits could be. His eyes narrowed though as he sensed the change coming about in Jhor. The wings were cracking large cracks arching through them. His touch no longer seemed to hurt him anymore. "Enough Dane I think you have done quite enough.." He sighed in annoyance as his pen shifted and morphed into something more alive... it scooped the boy up with mandibles that seemed like a giant maw with a snap swallowed the boy, it then formed a cage where Dane was deposited and it settled into that form. Thick bars surrounding him. With no way in or out it seemed.

Jhor's anger tripled and continued to rise as Dane was 'taken' though not harmed it didn't seem to register that he should stop. He should stop...but he couldn't..wouldn't. He would get back at Vampy for everything he had ever done. To his brothers and sisters...to the children here. This was no longer about correcting a wrong this was purely a hatred, one that seethed. He had to kill him. The light continued to flicked in his hands...like a dying light bulb. He couldn't summon his magic...it wasn't working.

Almas watched as Pepper slammed his head down against that of the Abstinence angel, leaving the woman reeling and he allowed himself to sink down to kneel next to them. He looked at his leg for a moment before giving a mental groan, this meant he was going to have to go seek help from Aden didn't he thought to himself. He jerked his head up suddenly, his good eye turning to look at Jhor, "Oh... no..." He breathed, eyes widening a bit as he looked him over. He knew what was happening to him and he looked away, not wanting to watch any longer, "Pepper? Are you alright?" He murmured, reaching a hand out to him.

Dane felt like he was on a roller coaster as this thing suddenly swallowed him and turned into a cage. The boy instantly went to shake and wail on the bars. His fists were quickly getting raw, "DAMNIT LEAVE HIM ALONE! LEAVE HIM THE ******** ALONE!!" He yelled for a few moments before his incarceration made him more desperate, "PLEASE, GOD DAMN IT JUST PLEASE LEAVE HIM ALONE!!" He yelled his body shivering and convulsing just from knowing there was nothing he could do, "Jhor please! We can't do anything else now!!" He said glancing over to Anani and the increasingly frail state of Jhor, "Please Jhor, it isn't worth it now, don't die dammit!!" He hollered wailing on the bars again pummeling them and trying to ram them with his shoulder none of which were working.

There was only the smallest flickering of light that announced his arrival at the Labs, a one way gate that was based less on knowing the specific location of place because it wasn't known by the angels. It was based more on a specific person, one of their brothers who had recently gone missing. He looked around for a moment, sniffing at the air, then started forward. The place was interesting, it was cold and sterile from the looks of it but it smelled of magic and blood as well, as though someone had gotten in a battle recently. Strange, who battled it out in a place that looked like a hospital? He gave a half shrug as he walked along, his booted feet tromping along as though he didn't care one way or the other if he were heard, he was here to find Pagiel and bring him back. The Patience Angel shouldn't be wandering around, he wasn't of a group that could take care of...

His line of thought seemed to trail off and he tilted his head back, eyes closed, and the tattoo on his chest seemed to prickle a little bit as the holy script seemed to be reacting to something. It took him a moment to realize exactly what it was. He could feel the violent sensation of an angelic soul teetering on the brink of standing within the holy light of their Father and crashing down into Hellish darkness. He wavered, he should follow along on his mission, he was here to take back the one that was lost here, to cause problems for the ones that held him. He needed to follow his orders he told himself but was already rushing forward. He would do the rescue part later and the saving part now, he couldn't allow one of his brothers to fall, for each one that fell that was one less that could battle against the minions of Hell. The balance already felt off if you asked him, the sensation of darkness seemed to be stronger then that of the Light, the humans were so easily corrupted and it took a deal more the bring them to the Light.

He slid around a corner finding the scene where it appeared as though a grand sort of battle had taken place, his eyes went a bit wide as he started forward toward the fallen woman who was laying there in a heap. He lowered himself down to look her over, rolling her onto his side. An... angel, but not the one Falling he thought to himself as he brush his only hand over her cheek in a soothing manner, "Waken now, Sister and look at me. Tell me, who are you?"

It took a moment but her eyes opened and she starred up at him, looking confused, "A-Anani... where... where is Jhor...?" She asked of the one standing over her, it was... it was an angel! There was another angel here, "Are you here to help? He's wounded... you need to finish him off..."

"Please, save your strength Sister, I will help." He didn't know who was wounded and needed finished off but he supposed he would figure it out soon enough. He reached into his robes to take out a piece of paper with a few words written out on holy script, "I will send you home now." He murmured, he had a limited number of these... but he would figure something out he thought to himself as he pressed it into her hands, activated the runes, and jumped back. There was a flickering before the light of the spell swallowed the woman out. He could only hope that she knew how she got here and could send others, if not well... he'd be fine.

He pushed to his feet and hurried onward, eyes taking in the blood and where it was going before he turned to follow it. He could tell what was left from a small wound and what was left from a dangerous wound, the one that who had the flicker soul was also injured gravely. Surely Anani didn't think he should finish off one of their brothers? It could have been because he was Falling? She wanted him saved? He could only assume as he didn't know all of what was going on here, all he knew was there were at least three angels here if he counted the one he'd come to find originally. It was crazy and he could only guess what was going on here. Whatever it was Ashtad had been rather close lipped about details, he'd just been looking for someone crazy enough to take on a dangerous situation and even more dangerously crazy enemy in order to try to save Pagiel, him ending up in this area was Ashad's fault, an accident but he seemed to be suffering with the knowledge that Pagiel went missing because of him.

"Where... where..." He found the room where the Angel was being kept and he lifted a foot, kicking in the door with his unnatural strength, the sun shaped tat on his face flickering as he did so before he stepped inside, looking around to see who was present.

The door that had been kicked in lead to a room, the lights were bright, unnaturally so. There was the sound of a heart beat, the scurrying that had been going about the room...it was filled with human doctors. They were trying desperately to save a person's life...the beep beep of the heart monitor was irregular, the person on the bed was trying to get free but was too weak to free himself.

The room stilled as about five faces turned to face where the angel was standing. One of the doctors removed his face mask moving towards the angel.
"Hey your not to be in here!' He gruffly stated as he moved towards him.

The red head starred at the one laying there and his eyes went rather wide, "Jhordaesaloria." He murmured the name, he knew this angel. Older then he was, having been born some time before him and their paths had only crossed a few times due to having led very different lives. He looked terrible and the idea that it was not only one of his brothers that was risking a Fall but also one that was of the same blood line as him, he wouldn't allow it. He had to save him and if he were going to do so he had to act fast.

His gleaming blue eyes turned to look at the doctors and his eyes narrowed slightly, he lifted his hand up and snapped his fingers, there was a flare of flame that that gathered into his hand, "No, you are not to be here. Get out while I deal with my brother!" He snapped at them, damned humans. He could feel the corruption in them, feel it, they were trying to save his body but they were blind to the wounds on Jhor's soul and it angered him like nothing else. The fire started to flicker brighter, swirling around his hand, "Get out before I purge the corruption within you from your very bones."

The humans could recognize power, they could also recognize when their lives were in danger. There was some puzzlement. Leave now to risk dying at the wrath of...their boss? Or ...stay and probably die now? The instinct to live was strong..and all fled the room. They would deal with their boss later. At least they were alive now.

Jhor, or rather Jhordaesaloria, lay on the bed strapped down, he was bleeding heavily though his eyes were staring at the ceiling his breathing ragged.

"....i..is that you?" came the words thickly from his throat.. He knew his life was ebbing away with every second...the conflict in his body caused his pupils to dilate big and small.

He watched the humans go, he wasn't to terribly surprised that they had fled so quickly. He let the fire die down and he hurried to his brother's side, lowering his hand down to rest it on Jhor's chest. He could feel the racing and straining of his heart, he was bleeding heavily and he wasn't... his eyes took on a slightly saddened manner before he lifted them look at Jhor, leaning over, "I am Coleth, Brother." He murmured, in case Jhor didn't recall his name, "I felt your pain so I came to help." He explained, his soul was screaming and being as close as this it was almost painful as though it were lashing out in the same manner a trapped and wounded animal would.

Jhor felt his breathing increase rapidly, "Coleth...Coleth my brother.." he managed to get out as he gasped coughing out blood as he turned his head to look and yet unseeing towards the voice belonging to the other angel..

"Coleth...yo..you have to kill..him...I couldn't..not even..w..with help..b.but he is wounded..." he started sounding desperate, bitter...obsessed...

"Anani told me of him as well, I will deal with him next I promise. For now I need you to listen to me, listen to my voice and my words. Brother your body is weakening more with each moment, your life blood is rushing forth from these wounds." He said, moving his hand to take that of his brother in his hand, "I can't save it, I am a warrior not a healer. While those humans might be able to save your body but you can't stay in it, its already been corrupted, a same darkness trying to devour your soul." Surely the other angel knew what was happening to him.

The angel of liberality stilled, he seemed to to be resting a moment, his eyes closed as he opened them there was some semblance to the once proud angel there before.

"I know brother...I know.." He murmured quietly. "I can see my resolve weakening...I am a failure as an angel..I could protect no one..." He mourned as he tried to reach for Coleth's hand but his wrist was strapped down.

"Please...brother...take my life..end my mortal body so I can have a chance to redeem myself in the next life..." He begged softly, "But...before you do it...please. Can you do me one favor?"

His brother seemed to calm and his eyes seemed to finally focus and that calm period of rest and lucidity caused Coleth worry. One didn't have periods like this when in such a state of injury unless they were nearing death, to have a moment where they could be calm, where they could be happy, peaceful. He nodded his head, " I will do that, Brother, I will save you and send you home. They will take care of you and help you to be born once more, still an angel." They would see to it, see to his soul, so long as Coleth was able to save him in time.

"Anything you need, Brother I will do for you." He said, moving his hand to take Jhor's hand, seeing the way that he'd been attempting to reach for him. A last wish, it was only right that he fulfill that request if he were going to save his brother as he had saved his sister, "Tell me what it is that you need, Jhordaesaloria?"

Jhor took a ragged breath, it hurt..his whole body felt like it was going numb, his vision hazy,

"The children...Coleth..please...don't take it...out...on the...ch..children..." He began though he had a series of coughs weakening his body further, he looked to Coleth is eyes loosing their life,

"Please..Coleth..there is a boy...his name..is Dane....he..tried so hard... Please tell him...thank you...." He rasped, he managed to get out before his hands began to go limp.
"I'm...r..ready to..go home..."

Children? He was certain he would understand when he saw them he thought to himself and he gave a nod of his head, "Of course, Brother. I will find this 'Dane' and give him your last words." He said as he slid his hand up to rest it on Jhor's chest, his eyes went closed and he waited, until just the right moment before his hand snapped closed on Jhor's soul. There was a flash of his power as the body of the angel and the corruption that was dragging it down burst into flame, it was a quick flash and as fast as one could blink it was gone, completely consumed by purifying fire. He looked down at the glowing sphere of gold in his hand and he smile, "There we are, your still your pure self, Brother."

He reached let it float in front of him as he got out the last sheet of rune covered paper. There was one for himself, one for Pagiel, "Enjoy your rest, your going to be reborn and back to square one when it comes to your training and I am sure you recall how rough that was." He dropped the paper, and the moment it touched the angel's glitter soul there was a flash and Jhor to was sent safely home. He turned around, heading out of the room. Alright, time to find this one called Dane as well as the wounded enemy that needed to be dealt with he thought to himself, determination showing in his gleaming eyes.

There were alarms, the water that suddenly burst from the ceiling alerting mass panic amongst the human's. They were all shuffling about trying to get out, in every which way. The only one who didn't seem bothered by the sudden inside downpour was a certain white furred demon. Mr. Vampy currently too weak to put up his disguise had Dr. Aden tending him, Almas close to his side. His eyes had sank closed when the alarm went off. He had sensed it. The angel of liberality, Jhor...his aura. Gone. He was no longer of this world. He sighed, figuring as much that the angel had not made it through the wounds. Of course he had yet to notice the absence of the other angel... as he was now too intent on the new aura he sensed before him.

"Almas...what is it? What is coming? It is seeking me out.." he murmured slowly, shifting in pain on the hospital bed.

Almas turned to look toward the door for a moment before he reached a hand out to rest it over that of the Boss, "Its alright, it won't make it here to get you." He said in a reassuring manner. He looked toward the door then gave Vampy a smile, "Its alright." He couldn't sense auras anymore, he was as blind to them as he was magic. Without his wings he looked basically human, the only difference between a human and himself was his longer life span. He pushed to his feet, "Want me to see if I can spot what is wandering around?"

Aden glanced at the the pair for a moment, finding the way they were acting around each other was a little strange. He'd never seen Almas looking so cute and he was a little jealous, what was it about people and unicorns? Here had always thought they were more a girl thing but apparently Fallen Angels rather liked them as well, "I can keep an eye on him for you." The Doctor offered, the unicorn was rather interesting to look upon. What a strange creature but hey, at least he knew where the second half of Luthor's DNA came from now.

"Thank you, Aden." Almas murmured.

Vampy wasn't so sure that he liked the idea of being left alone with the a*****e of a doctor. He should be thankful he was a skilled doctor..that was probably the only thing stopping Vampy from burning him to a crisp on the spot. Wincing he went to stand and took a deep breath, "No...you shouldn't go out alone..whatever it is..it wants me. I don't need you hurt.." he stated as he looked to the door. His mane was drenched, he looked like a rather soggy unicorn at the moment. The black horn on his head seemed to glimmer as he summoned his gold pen. "May as well let it find me...I don't need it destroying my labs.." he continued with a growl.

"If it finds you in this condition things are going to be worse off then if it destroys this place. We can't let it find you." Almas told him, gazing down at his Boss who was in a rather... awful condition. He needed to rest, not try to battle it out so soon after his last fight. Almas had only a scratch on his leg, nothing for him as he had an amazingly high tolerance for pain. He walked toward the door, pushing it open so he could look down one way then up the other. Nothing yet, but he could tell by the sounds he heard that whatever it was it was getting closer, a couple techs raced by without even looking toward him. It would seem that they were racing for their lives which only put him that much more on edge. Had another demon gotten in like with the Sloth demon?

The male with golden eyes looked to Almas seemingly annoyed and yet touched at the same time. He sat back down looking to Aden as if to flare him into working faster. "If...you must. But if you aren't back quickly I am going in search of you..." he stated as he tried to relax..but found himself very on edge.

Almas looked at Vampy for a long moment then gave a smile, "Don't let him get up, he needs his rest Aden." He murmured, stepping out into the hallway and closed the door after himself. He half wished there was a way to lock it from the outside, to keep Vampy locked safely within the hospital ward but given he had no way of doing so he instead leaned against the door to await the arrival of the newest wave of attack. He didn't know how much he could do given he had no power to speak of and was half blind but he was going to do his best to protect Vampy. Things between them had finally started to get knitted back together and he wasn't going to let anyone or anything ruin that.

Aden watched quietly as Almas left the room before his attention went back to tending to the grouchy unicorn, working on finishing up dealing with the wounds. It was supernatural in nature so there was only so much he could do for the guy but he figured keeping him alive was top priority currently. He fetched a couple capped syringes and tucked them behind one ear. If he set to struggling to much and popped his stitches he'd treat the unicorn the same way he'd treated Dane.

The halls were primarily empty with the exception of a lone human warlock by the name of Zyane. He was fast approaching his cape drenched with the water and he was glaring over his shoulder as he then nearly ran into Almas."You!' He started as he cleared his throat trying to calm himself down, "Something is happening...I am not sure what it is though.." he started.

The Fallen gave a jolt of shock, one hand lifting to clutch it against his chest, "Ah... damn it, Zyane!" The sudden appearance of the human caster had scared the life out of him, it took him a moment to gulp in a breath of air before he could speak again, "Yes, something is happening, something is after Vampy. I need to figure out what it is and stop it." He still had to real idea how he was going to about that but he would! He looked over at Zyane, "Your powerful, aren't you? Think you can melt this lock? I don't want Vampy getting out... Hes to gravely hurt to fight again."

Thaddeus Zyane looked to Almas with alarm. Their boss was gravely injured? He looked to the lock and then...shook his head, "I could...but with all this water it would be lot more work..." He muttered bending over to look at it after a moment, "Something is after him you say?" he continued after a moment, "Must be one hell of a creature...to hurt our boss so. Have you seen it?"

"Something else injured him, whatever is out there now is just trying to take advantage of the fact that he is hurting." Almas said as he turned and started quickly down the hallway when he heard a scream that was to close for comfort. He tried to slow down as he got to the point where the hallways intersected but the wet floor wouldn't allow it. Almas's felt scrambled on the floor and he slipped passed the point where he could safely hide himself. He turned to look down one of the hallways, then turned to look the other way and found himself freezing in place as he saw the man standing there not a few feet from him, "Oh... Hells..." He breathed.

Coleth looked down at the little blond that was standing in front of him and he tilted his head to one side, reaching a hand out toward him and caught hold of his chin. The man looked him over then his eyes narrowed a little bit, "A Fallen...? Are you a prisoner here as well?" He murmured, "I will help you later, for now I must find the one called Vampy and finish him off." He released the Fallen, forgetting all about him as he continued on until the Fallen caught hold of his arm, pulling him up short.

"Don't! You can't go after him, I won't let you!" Almas said in a rush, holding onto the red haired man and when he turned again his good eye finally spotted the markings on his chest. He starred at the script, the letting... it was the same script he'd written out and given to Vampy and Zyane, it was angelic script and the word it spelled out... his breath caught in his throat. Oh Hells, "Your... an Angel." Oops...

Zyane listened as the one he knew as Almas explained the situation, he didn't flinch as he heard the scream though he watched the fallen rounded the corner and then was caught up by...his eyes widened. That...was NOT a demon. Oh no...not at all. Even if he couldn't see the script on the angel's chest let alone read it he could recognize a being like this one. For it was directly opposed to which is studied and worshiped. He backed up slowly not out of fear, but in hopes that the angel hadn't noticed him yet. The other was trying to stall...but to what end?

Coleth found himself studying the one that was holding onto his arm, listening to his words, and then he leaned in closer to him and seemed to be studying him. Something about this one, there was a familiar aura that clung to him. It was old and it was faded but it was... it was Ashtad? He drew back as he looked the Fallen more closely, so he was one that Ashtad had punished? Interesting, "Look, Fallen. I will give you once chance to let go of my arm and you can go to hide yourself while I deal with the one I came to deal with. Only one chance." This Fallen was dangerous, wasn't he? He was sided with someone that had gotten in a battle with his Brother and Sister... someone that had beaten them. He gave a little jerk of his arm to try to escape his grasp but it would seem he had a determined little leech attached to his arm... and it caused his eyes to narrow dangerously.

Vampy was tense....the aura...he could sense it. Strong. It was very strong. It held a similar feel to Jhor...he snorted..why wasn't he surprised...all warrior types tended to be. And an angel appearing at all times..how..inconvenient. He looked to Aden before he pushed himself up off of the bed."He needs me, he can't survive up against what is out there..." He stated firmly casting a threatening glare at the human.

"What makes you think you can? Your not exactly in the best condition, struggling is going to tear your stitches and your going to get yourself killed." The Doctor told him, he didn't like the idea of someone he just stitched up going rushing off to get himself killed. A waste of good medical supplies if you asked him.

"I can distract him, waste his time...I won't get myself killed...there is far too much I still need to do in this life time of mine.." he growled as he pushed his way to the door. He straightened himself, the shimmer of disguise going over him though it only hid his wounds and nothing more. Perhaps he could cow this angel...

The red haired angel's attention turned from the one clinging to his arm to the odd aura that felt as though it were getting closer to him. He gave a small tilt of his head, "Vampy?" He called out, "Is that you?" He had no idea what he as looking for but if the one that he was looking for was going to come to him? Well that would just make this all that much easier now wouldn't it? He gave a step forward, growling as the blond held fast to him, "Your loyalties are wasted, you should have been so with your family." The tattoos on his hand started to shimmer a moment before they caused a spark, calling up a flash fire which forced Almas to either let go and step back or else he would catch fired. The sensation of just being near to it hurt a tough, the fire fed upon darkness and corruption as its tinder and the Fallen was tainted from all he'd done in his time.

Vampy opened the door he slipped out looking calm, cool collected. A smug smile on his face he tried to minimize his movements not waste precious energy,"I thought I heard my name, strange how one like yourself knows of it." He started as he looked upon the one before him. He noted the scenario. Almas had been clinging to this new angel..the angel didn't look pleased as all by it."It will be alright Almas...you can stop." He lied no..it wouldn't be alright. Vampy already knew despite going through his brain trying to find something he could do to stop ..hell even slow down the enemy...but everything needed magic. If only he had fresh blood...or a soul...then he would be right as rain.

"There is much one can learn from their family." He murmured, the Fallen for the moment forgotten as he walked toward the man in front of him, "So your him? Your the one that I was told by two angels to finish off?" He looked the man over, he didn't understand... he didn't look that intimidating, he looked like a unicorn... not to mention his aura screamed of his weakness even if he were oozing with false confidence. He gave a half shrug, "Oh well." Weak or not an enemy was an enemy, a demon was a demon, and this unicorn wasn't the same as the white horns that hung out with maidens. He drew in a breath and lunged forward... though only a step as he found himself pulled up short once more by the Fallen that he had hoped had just given up. No such luck...

"You had your chance, my Fallen Brother." He murmured, his loyal to the demon was to deeply ingrained into his being it would seem. He turned around, his hand flew forward, and it met Almas's chest, palm open there was an explosion power his fiery power that sent him staggering back a few steps... but his little hands still clung to the hem of his shirt as though he were still trying to keep him from attacking the one called Vampy, "Don't force me to put you down." He didn't want to kill another of his Brothers today.

Almas's teeth were gritted, breathing a little choppy but he didn't release Coleth, if he let go the man would turn his powers against Vampy and he couldn't let that happen. Almas could take a beating, he'd been through more then anyone could fathom, and he meant to use the one skill he had this moment to keep Vampy safe.

Zyane wasn't stupid, nor was he cowardly, he was just intelligent enough to know a regular spell..a human casting sa regular spell would not be enough to stop this angel. So he sat back and began to chant praying to any entity that the angel would not notice him.

Vampy took a step forward when the other angel blasted Almas with a rather powerful spell. "Almas let go of him." He ordered he couldn't watch the angel stubbornly get himself roasted . "Your problem is with me, I see that you spoke with Jhor...before his life was snuffed out..." He murmured trying to distract the angel from Almas.

"Vampy..." Almas didn't want to let him go, he was strong, really strong he could feel it and releasing his grasp on the angel meant letting him loose to do damage to the demon. He tightened his hold on the angel's clothing before his shaking hands lost their grip. As his hold loosened the angel easily knocked Almas aside from before starting forward toward his enemy.

"His life was not 'snuffed out' as you call it, he was sent home along with my Sister. They will be safe to heal up and Jhor will be given a second chance. His soul was saved before it risked a Fall." He said in a reassuring manner... then lunged toward the demon, fire wrapping around his fist as he took a swung at his midsection.

There was no denying it, despite all the bravado, the false pretense of looking fine , he was in no shape to fight. He couldn't dodge the attack, and it made contact, it burned...so much. Not just a regular burn..this was holy magic...this was like someone searing him to his very core.
Any normal person would of been screaming in agony, but Vampy was made of more than what 'normal people' could stand. Instead he doubled over the disguise falling instantly, blood plopped onto the ground as the stitches were...undoubted ripped back open. Aden would be thrilled.

He staggered and without even a gesture there was a bright flash a roar of pain, even the pen was in pain. It erupted into a fearsome creature from his breast pocket, its strength more than the demons, but he couldn't stabilize...so tied and bound to its wielder that it was a mere shadow of what it could be. Fangs sought the angel out, snapping at whatever it could.

Coleth's strike seemed to shatter the disguise that the demon had been clinging to before giving a small nod, "So that is what you really look like." A falsely beautiful guise it made him think of many other demons that he had run across in his time. They seemed to enjoy pretending to be something they weren't, this one did twice over as he was a monster who looked like a unicorn who pretended to be a man. He drew back as the man called up some sort of demonic minion and he lunged forward, hand reaching out and he thrust it into the mouth of the creature before he called up another flare of his magic, "I will burn away your corruption and send you back where you belong, demon!"

Vampy looked up, desperate the magic..his magic...if it ...his eyes narrowed. No he wasn't so weak to be afraid. Though in an immense amount of pain he lunged forward trying to knocked the angel off his feet. Any contact he made on the angel was painful. It burned him...his skin even seemed to catch on holy fire. The creature gave a roar...a immense thing...that billowed smoke its glowing golden eyes shifting as it watched as Vampy risked his very being to get it out of immediate harms way. Demon flame shot out of the things mouth to make contact with holy.

The angel lunged to the side after he sent his fire forward to strike against that of the demon and he was glad to roll out of the way as the two powers seemed to wrap around each other before exploding outwards with a huge flash of power. The two powers had mixed in a volatile manner and reacted violently with one another... it things were so wet from the sprinklers spraying water everywhere things would have likely gone up in flames. The angel was already moving again, rushing forward toward Vampy and full body tackled the man... fighting was fighting no matter how he went about it so long as he defeated the demon...

Vampy was knocked back his body slumping at it hit the wall rather hard. There was the sound of something cracking, he saw stars before his eyes as he had hit his head pretty hard. Had it been his skull that cracked? No...it was a rib, he felt breathing almost as agonizing as the fire on his skin. Even if he wasn't physically on fire...it felt like it. Holy magic...always had a lingering effect on the demonic. He didn't even have a chance to struggle up onto his feet when suddenly he was met head on by the angel again in his tackle.

Coleth starred down at the demon, eyes narrowing, and he lifted his hand and let holy fire wrap around it, "I will send you on your way, it won't be a painless death though demon as I burn you away flesh and bone." He said swinging downward but it never it as Almas seemed to take a cue from Coleth, tackling the angel himself, sending the two of them rolling, the fire going a bit wild, flaring up and set nearby things on fire. Almas was no warrior though so the rolling ended with him a bit dizzy as well as on his back with the angel over him.

The angel starred down at him, surprised and annoyed before he pushed to his feet, one foot coming down to pin Almas down by putting a booted foot on his throat, "Stay still damn it and stop getting in my way, Brother. You have no reason to protect him any longer, I will deal with him." He said, turning his attention to where the demon was, hoping he was still downed.

Vampy found ..the will to get up, though bleeding profusely he was leaning heavily against the wall. His gold pen..the creature from it seemed to be literally a smokey shadow on the wall. It glowered and roared wanting to get at the angel though Vampy was in no condition to fight he took a step forward, blood smearing across the wall as he dragged his shoulder and arm along it.

"Almas get away from him!" He snapped, he knew of this kind...it was the same kind that took Almas's wings...he wanted to kill him..

Almas looked over toward Vampy, eyes going wide, and he started to struggle under Coleth's food as he saw the blood that was left behind on the wall from Vampy's wounds, "No... no..." He murmured, reaching a hand out toward him, grasping for him. They had just made up he thought to himself, he couldn't allow this to happen... he wanted to stop this angel, wanted to save him, to protect him. He looked from side to side, looking for something, anything to use to help but as he reached out toward a weapon the angel's foot got heavier on his throat making Almas struggle for a breath.

"Almas is it? Why is that name familiar to me..." He couldn't place it, he just knew that it was something he'd heard before from... was it Ashtad? He wasn't certain but he would almost believe it was that Angel of Justice that had said that name before. He worked at readying another spell, "Its alright, enjoy your last breath demon." He murmured as the first started to swirl around his hand once more, he was gathering a great amount of power as he wanted to finish this in one strike...

There was suddenly a very low sound issuing through the hallway. It was...a thrumming metallic sound. Like someone who forgot to oil gears that were vibrating against each other. Huge blood red letters suddenly appeared on the either side of the hallway. A huge circle appeared below the struggling pair, of Almas and the angel. Zyane hadn't just been idly sitting by watching, he had taken this entire time to prepare one of his strongest spells. Shadow Flame. Much like the angel's fire that burns corruption this one was an opposing matter, the letters glowed brightly as suddenly blood red light shot from them towards the angel. They were only targeting him. If Almas however got in the way...

The angel had to throw up his power in front of himself to attempt to defend himself against this new attack, it wasn't a perfect defense and the red light got through, burning against his side and the mix of it and his own power caused another explosion that sent Coleth flying backward to slam into the wall across the hall from where Vampy was leaning. He gave a gasping sound then leaned forward and spat out a mouth full of blood, "What in the... nine levels of Hell...?" He muttered, looking around for who had summoned up such a spell, looking quite displeased that there was yet another person getting under foot.

Almas scrambled forward as soon as Coleth was knocked off of him and toward Vampy, moving to put himself between the blood covered demon and Coleth, certain that his wounds weren't going to slow him down. He was a warrior caste angel, he was dangerous and zealous in his desire to fight, and he wounding him would likely only anger him. They needed to do to him what the angels had done to Almas, to seal his power... but he had no idea if Zyane were capable of such a thing.

Zyane had been thinking rapidly as he went about preparing a next spell. He could entrap demons, he could seal them. He had never attempted an angel. He would need time...thinking on the fly as more words spilled from his mouth in a tongue that was hard to understand.

Vampy figured it out quite quickly as he took his pen out of his pocket and then murmured a few words as well. Blood...blood seemed to spew forth, a bubbling frothy sort of blood that caused the Demon to sink to his knees. The world spun...the blood creature though shrieked, taking on a very long serpentine form as it barreled towards the angel in an attempts to distract him.

Almas spun around and gave a gasp, "Vampy!" He cried out, hurrying toward him, kneeling down in front of him and reached his hands out to him, eyes huge. Oh no... "Please don't... no more Vampy... you need to retreat." He told him.

Coleth gave a growl, lunging forward a step toward the thing that was coming toward him, readying a spell to deal with it when suddenly he just seemed to freeze up. A spell swirled around him for a moment, something rather simple and almost childish compared to what Zyane and Vampy were doing, nothing great... it was just the theft of the thought that was first and foremost in the mind of the angel and without it would appear as though the angel couldn't remember what it was that he was doing... he had been doing... something... as he tried to recall the reason behind why he was here the blood based serpent crashed into his chest, sending him flying backwards again.

Vampy coughed up blood at the same time the serpent crashed into the angel. His body shuddered as he felt himself collapse onto the floor. Gold eyes were wide as he tried to focus, the world was so blurry. The blood creature took a bite at the angel, though it soon seemed to burn away, the smell foul in the air. Vampy was fading...fast. Though he heard Almas's words it felt very echoy. He couldn't die. He had to protect the facility...but...the angel had done anything..not a single damn thing that would count against the facility besides attacking him. If he had attacked one of the spawn he could summon forth all the power he needed...his contract demanded it. Ah loopholes.

It was lucky that the spell Zyane was summoning was a quick revision of a demon enslavement spell..the circle on the ground brightened. Going from red to suddenly a bright and blinding yellow. The runes shifted drastically, jarringly and shackles suddenly formed from some of the letters to attach to ankles and wrist.

Coleth let out a gasping sound as the bright light caught hold of his ankles and wrist, he struggled and thrashed, trying to get free of them but they held fast and he didn't seem to be able to call up anymore of his fire. He pushed and pulled but it would appear that so long as this light had hold of him he was trapped... a feeling that he didn't much enough. He wished that he'd been given a few more of those runed papers he thought to himself as he could have escaped from this place with one of those. He'd given them away to his Brother and Sister though...

His eyes went to the demon who seemed to be bleeding out and then to the Fallen and the Human, he remembered now that he was in a battle and had been trying to defeat the bloody one but couldn't quite recall what had thrown in him into the battle in the first place when he was supposed to be here to save Pagiel. How odd... he gave a shake of his head to clear it and waited to see what the human mage was going to do next.

Zyane wasn't a young man anymore but his magic was strong enough it seemed to contain the angel. He breathed hard as he then went over to the boss, who seemed to be barely alive. It was...a scary sight. That a creature as powerful as...him could be brought down. Of course this being Zyane's first time seeing Vampy in his true form...he couldn't help but stare.

"Orders boss?" He inquired softly, the spell would last until someone broke the seal.

Vampy was focusing very hard on not closing his eyes. He so desperately wanted to sleep.
"W...will it hol...d?"

Zyane only looked back to the angel..."Yes...for the time being.." He stated and Vampy gave a sound ..like relief.

"Almas...I wa..ant you to put him in isolation...in the dungeon...use...Kierlia's old..cell....h..have Zy..ane seal it.."

"B-But... what about you? Vampy I..." He just wanted to stay here, to help him not worry about that angel... Zyane could surely take care of him? He reached a hand out to rest it on Vampy's arm in a gentle manner, "You need help Vampy..."

"You can let me deal with him if you like." Luthor stepped around from where he'd been standing watching, half hoping that the angel would murder the blood donor. He'd been forced to step in when Almas put himself between the wounded warrior and his prey, it was a shame that the opportunity was wasted but there was likely to always be another given it seemed that Vampy attracted a lot of enemies.

"Luthor...?" He looked over toward his son who was toying with a brightly shimmering yellow gem stone, "You can bring him to Aden for me? While I help Zyane?"

The white haired spawn nodded as he approached his two parents, not liking how close the pair appeared but strangely enough he felt... somehow... worried about Vampy when he got close. He'd hoped he would get killed but now that he saw him in a condition where a child could probably kill him he found himself worried. What a weird thought, why he cared was beyond his understanding.

"We should get you to the good Doctor." He said, tucking the gem into his pocket, it was pretty in color and desire, it was a definitely keeper.

At first Vampy had tried to protest...though..he wasn't in any shape to deny help. Regardless whom it came from. It surprised him, of course he felt...the ire...the suspicion ..was Luthor going to kill him? Like he could stop him...

"Go...L..luthor will do..fine.." He managed though his body was so weak if someone were to smother him ..he wouldn't be able to stop them.

Zyane looked to the angel managing a few more spells to lock the angel in place until they could summon it into his ...'new home'.

"Come Almas...the doctor is close by..we should deal with this one before he recovers...and before he attempts to break free." The human stated with a nod.

Almas shifted in place before he nodded his head and gave his attention to Zyane, "Come on then, lets hurry." He said, he didn't want to waste any more time then needed dealing with Coleth as he wanted to get back so he could take care of Vampy.

Luthor watched as the human mage along with his Dad headed out with the angel and he turned to look over at Vampy, walking closer to him before he knelt down, "Should get you all put back together, huh?" He said, finding the idea of helping this guy odd. He felt as though he could probably deal with him with his own bare hands but while the consideration was there the desire wasn't. What a pain...

"Sudden change in heart...?" He managed as with a breathless sort of chuckle..."Aden...he..is in the room behind ..." He managed as he lay on the ground a bleeding mess. The golden pen...no longer seemed golden. It almost seemed lifeless. He couldn't die. Not now. He was getting..so close.

"Eh, I suppose I don't feel like finishing you off... be happy." He said said, kneeling down to pick up the pen, tucking it into Vampy's hair before he lifted him up, "This is merely payback is all, you had a moment where you were nice to me when I grew last. Now we are even, that's all." He looked toward the door he was told to go to before he started in that direction. If Aden was able to help him then he was able to help him... if not there would be no great loss that the world would mourn over.