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Apocalypse
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Strife saw a streak in the air, and jumped up as he grabbed Emily with no repercussion or pain from what would have destroyed either his arm or the jets. He went inside of it and flew up into the atmosphere as he left Mexico. He reached orbit not to soon after and then he took out his phone. Conquest and Lucifer were both in the same area and all the sins seemed to have left for hell. And so he flew. Reaching them in only minutes he dropped down from Emily. He reaches extremely high velocities, his speed increasing many times over at mach 156 or so that he can reach china in about 3 1/2 minutes. Debris in orbit getting pushed aside by a field it emitted.
He began to slow as he descended into the atmosphere and then jumped out of the jet. He flew down parting the air around him and as he neared the group he slowed at about 500 feet to avoid excessive noise from diving faster than sound. By the time he reached the ground he pretty much floated like a feather and landed softly next to Death himself, behind conquest. Surprised he was there but, he did not show it outwardly nor did he ask questions. His attire changing back to a white suit and red tie. He just stood there diligently and listened.
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Conquest looked to death she was still angry but now understood what was going on and closed her eyes. She turned her head to Lucifer and slowly opened them and spoke softly. “I thought this was going to be a privet chat but seems not. This is still in means of peace and manors.” she then stepped over and hopped onto the bike sitting side saddle watching the other two out of the corner of her eye. “You brought the sins this has caused an issue now greater then even we can handle they have taken war. You know this can not stand maybe this time you will get to go home if your a good little angel. Though of all the angels that are fallen you are not you where allowed to leave for the sin of love.” Conquest smiled as no one ever saw love as a true sin.
Folding her hands over her knees she looked to Strife and almost had a death gaze on him. “I don’t remember asking you to come to my aid in fact I remember telling you to deal with Greed. A call could of sufficed.” She still had yet to talk to her older brother as she saw no need to really he had explained what she had been angry about and had chastised her so she had no need to respond she understood her wrong but she also understood things where fucked. “So I offer you a deal. The angels have taken my brother. This gives them an unfair advantage against you. So what I offer is to level the playing field. Tell such a time as I can ride again. The contract will be written up by Death and we will both sign in blood to seal it. that way you cant make it to where you win. No one trusts your silver tongued lies. As we all know death is the ultimate equalizer so he will write it. But you may encase my ring and I will be a champion on the battle field for you against my brother.” She had just offered the demons something of great power and a deal that could actually win them the war if they used it right.
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-Death snapped and a bench formed behind him so he could sit down and his cane formed in his before laying it across his lap where it became a desk He then raised his hand and a field went over them before he flicked at Strife as the apocalypse was canceled and there wasn’t eyes needed to see him form a deal with the devil. He began to sign in silver ink that glowed gold as it was formed in Latin” By the law of the Nine we must be equal so as the Heavens own War then Hell shall claim Conquest. Till one falls in battle to be claimed by Death the ring shall be claimed By Lucifer to be done with as they see fit. War has raised the the flag of heaven so shall Conquest for Hell. If War can not be rescued and has chosen Heaven over his kin then he shall be slain and another shall take his place. If one side steps out of line or try to change these rules then they shall perish at Deaths hand. The apocalypse shall end here and the sealed reformed not to be broken till everything is made balanced once again.”. He stood and held out a quill that used the blood of the signer as ink.-
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Lucifer listened to the on goings and disliked the appearance of Strife. This, for a certain amount of time, made him visibly nervous. Conquest’s reassurance did cause him to calm but the tension became null as Strife was flicked away. He watched as Death wrote and made sure he read it thoroughly. He took the pen and was ready to sign it and before he even touched the pen to the paper he hesitated. He had it clear in his mind that this had to be done if he even wanted a chance at beating the shit out of heaven. At the same time, he saw no reason to not try and raise the demons to a higher advantage of their own merit. He started to question why all of the sudden he was growing a conscious. He wrote his signature on the paper and handed it and the pen to Conquest.
Finally, he spoke out, “This means the sins have to come back out.” He almost sounded like he was going to regret it, this changing to a chuckle but he restrained it and shook his head. “They are all going to be pissed.” He tried to keep it to himself and he searched with his mind to know who needed what where. His mind stayed partially focused on the on goings in the area.
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Strife met his sister’s glare with the same neutral stoic, look he always has. “I did deal with him. He left.” He sees death flick at him and he is standing in the council home once more. Crosses his arms annoyed. “Dammit brother…” He mutters to himself as he goes from his human form to his normal form. 1000 years they said. Strife returns to his lab. Perhaps there are other things he can make. Or give his ring for the ability to return to earth. But it would likely be some time before Strife decides to return to that “sheep’s den” of a planet.
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She takes the pen but stops a moment and sets it down. “Give me 5 minutes here I need to go deal with something.” with that she slipped her ring off and was shot back to the council chambers her ring hitting the ground and spinning to a stop between deaths feet. Looking towards strife who was now physically larger than she was she walked over and hopped up onto his Alchemy table and crossed her arms so she could look him in the eye. “You say one more cross thing and I will make sure you not only get a shit asignment but its one you will be stuck doing for eternity.” she then closed her eyes and appeared back with the two and took the pen and felt the prick in her finger as it drew her blood for the ink and signed then set it down picking the ring up and looking at the brimstone/blood stone box and dropped it in closing it and seeing the lock click into place. “Looks like I am your hell spawn now.” she made a joke even in these most dire of times it seems her spirits where still high in hope for whats going on.
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Lucifer looked at the box and took it and spoke firmly to Conquest. “If you could come with me for a moment, I know you horsemen are balancers of the world. I bring the so called evil. They bring the so called good. You guys fight for the little fleshy meaty things left in between.” He picked up his cell phone and then dialed pride and said, “Alert the other sins, casual activity worldwide. Let’s mess this up a bit in preparation…. yeah… the apocalypse was canceled… Yeah you were taken back for nothing… Yes you MUST come back out… Keep mouthing back to me and you will be trading places with an imp.” He hung up on him and looked back at Conquest and held out his hand, willing to take her back to the area in hell he roamed so he could begin to work on it as he spoke further, “You can come and go as you please until the apocalypse arrives. When the sins aren’t making a mess and coming back to rest, I would like to make a request that you train them. Whip them into shape so they are not overtaken so easily by their own powers.”
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“Yes…Sister.” Strife said begrudgingly. Then she disappeared, to Strife’s relief. Now that she is gone, Strife began to contemplate what to do in his own pocket area alone. Most of his time was spent here. Building the place and making or gathering the materials for this place. Â Other parts of the mansion he hardly went to, as he saw no need. Certainly no need to go outside either. But, as at home, as Strife felt in this lab he basically lived in, he was tired of seeing it and wanted to see more than simply this. Perhaps earth was a planet for the sheep, whom Strife questioned the existence of. But, the planet was a large and varied one….
Strife took his ring off and left it there in his lab. He decided to go over to earth sooner than he’d originally planned. Not for purposes of the apocalypse. Simply to explore it and walk about it. Strife ceased floating as he walked around, to the portal. And then jumped into the water portal as if diving ,and ended up plunging into the murky, sunbathed water of an dense uninhabited forest of Cameroon. Â Then swam up to the top of the river and climbed out into a few trees as he jumped down. Perhaps the human were sheep. But Strife at least wanted to know why. Perhaps some of them held answers. Sheep as they were, they were clever creatures. Strife was simply, annoyed with how “sheepish” they were. And generally had a pessimistic opinion of the race in general.
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-Daemon who at this point forgot that he was once known as war because unknown to his siblings time moved for war in heaven like it did for Death since his creation. He was standing on the field of the Pandemonium Fortress it was to the point that no demon walked the field.
All of the demons had returned to Hell as they had no chance of victory now with Daemon being claimed as the champion. It was settled when the Demon of Death attacked Daemon in a last ditch effort to kill the immortal but all that equaled out to was being hit was angelic light from Daemons palm a trick he was shown by Gabriel who was Daemons drinking buddy and rarely Raphael joined them but when they drank it was back in Rome while watching people in the Coliseum.
Daemon turned and walked into a portal that brought him into his watch tower where Anael the angel of romance greeted him with a pint and a feast at a long table. There were twelve demons at the table each had the same gold chain that wrapped around Daemon and were slowly becoming his Generals of half angels half demon but with all of there demonic abilities intact. These would not be Nephilim as they were not born this way but rather being corrupted with angelic energy. They kept there normal demonic form but instead of the black and red they were not white and blue. Each demon raised there pint which Daemon shared, He had no idea why he enjoyed sitting with demons but it felt like home to him so he broke away from his angelic brothers to sit with these demons. Each demon was once an enforcer that gave Daemon trouble. They had once looked like beasts and monsters but were now almost humanoid the rest covered in the white armor much like Daemons armor.
He swore he heard something screaming in his ear as if something was calling to him though he couldn’t think of what it could be. He began to eat his large meal waiting on the next attack from hell which would bring him his next warrior so when the Apocalypse does take place he will have the upper hand against the demons and the vile Horsemen. He looked over at Dracson a dragon like demon who now looked like a medevil knight that was scaled”I want you and Raxon to stand guard tonight at the gate as I have a buggy feeling that this silence brings bad things in store for us”. Raxon looked up this demon was known as a Butcher good with knives and a cleaver who tortured his own brothers now to get information. Each demon rose to there feet and went to the gate while Daemon returned to his chamber with Anael.-
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Conquest took his hand and smiled. “As you wish for now I am yours to command tell otherwise corrected. I am your champion I will wear the armor you wish me to wear and wield the arrows of hell.” She said not liking the taste of the words in her mouth but she kept those thoughts to herself. As her hand touched his her hair darkened from the light pink she had to a almost blood red that would make lust and wrath envious of her. Conquests eyes deepened to be almost solid black with red vanes running through them. Her light clothing shifted to be black and silver the only hint of what she once was but the silver was tarnished. Even her weapon had taken on a more demonic look and she took a deep breath not happy about this but it had to be done. “Let them know when they return to hell they are mine to train tell they head back above. Though I think after the first day they wont return unless you summon them.” She chuckled.
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Lucifer nodded to her and saw the change and shook his head. He wasn’t going to like this, not one bit. He took the box with the ring the whole way down to betrayal, placing it on the edge of that ring, having the box encased in a hard ice that could not be penetrated except by him and perhaps by any of the horsemen. He then sighed and said, “No matter the passage of time, do not forget the truth. As much as you are a champion of hell now, you will always be a horseman. I am sure those fluffy dumb brethren of mine have ruined him. Chances are they placed him in a pink fluffy tutu and told him his name is Fabulous. Pink nail polish… If you can’t tell I am still very sore at them for not taking my point.” He began to walk to Pride’s manor in the ice and he glared at it since the fires inside were still on, meaning someone was moving around and still in there. Lucifer rubbed his forehead and said, “Look’s like Pride is first. Make sure in return he teaches you something. Otherwise, I will teach you something instead. But I would rather wait until my own time.”