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June was getting to the epic climax of this totally generic action movie, Die Soft, and it was just about there part where the one guy was gonna shoot the other guy for reasons, that something had distracted her attention away from her film once more. Her child like wonder stare at the screen had turned into a rather annoyed expression as she saw some weird kid knock on her window. She looked at him for a second, and realized that he had two different colored eyes. That was totally weird and unique. She wondered what the benefit or downside to having that overly complicated name for two differing eye colors would be. How awesome would it be. How someone gets something like. As the thoughts ran through her head, she had ended up staring into space and not paying attention at all to the boy, until she realized he was still there. She then rolled the window and said, "what do you want?"

 

"Yo, sorry to disturb you from your movie, but my friends and I would like to discuss something with you." Logan started. It paid to watch others handle the recuirting, least now he had a good idea on what to say and how to act. "As you may be aware of the strange happenings that have been occurring around the world. Well, those things are all connected due to the forces of hell rising. That's we're we and you come in. We are angels and so are you." Logan finished.

 

Huh what? June was not aware of the strange happenings in the world. Or at least not consciously so. The news was boring so who had time to sit down and watch that? Sure she had heard about things from adults and such, but never really bothered to pay attention to it at all...in the slightest. Kids, am i right? Then there was that really weird end part. The whole, hell rising, and her being an angel. Eye color boy was also an angel to. The people outside who just seemed to be standing around, were angels too... Man that was so cool. June started to space out, thinking of glorious white wings gallantly sailing through the sky, man that was just awesome. And she was an angel too? Wait she didn't have wings. But there was something inside her, that literally told her she was an angel. Like actually, she could hear a voice saying that it was true. She didn't really know what this voice was, but hey, it was probably just an imaginary buddy of hers. Kids, am I right? Drifting her attention back to the boy she said, "so what do I do?"

 

"Well, were going to need your assistance in all this. Though of course you'll need to let your parents know. I'd prefer not to be accused of kidnapping." Much to Logan's surprise, this was actually going a lot better that he expected. Granted they still needed to know whether or not she would join them.

 

As she listened to the boy tell her that she needed her parents permission to go on this journey, June simply nodded saying, "okay." She then proceeded to unbuckle the seat belt of the car and get out the door. Without much of a care in the world, June started just walking towards the mansion until she got to where her parents were, gawking at this author's mansion or something along those lines. "Hey, Mom, Dad." They turned around to see their daughter, elated that she had finally come inside. "So, I'm part of a group of fallen angels and we're going to go travel the world and stop Hell from killing everyone. Is that fine if I go?"

Her parents were kind of stunned by this at first, and then they retreated back together to discuss what their daughter had just said. They had came to the conclusion, that she may have actually been indeed telling the truth about this situation. June wasn't the type of girl to lie or say something with some sort of double meaning to it. After they broke from their two man huddle, August put his hand on June's shoulder. He said, "alright, you may go. For this is your destiny, and you must answer the call to arms that the universe has sent you. Be strong my child." August and April weren't the sanest or greatest parents on Earth as it would turn out.

"Thank you." After they gave each other a good hug goodbye, the group was off from Alaska and boarded the plane to begin their journey now further south westward. To where? Only time would tell. Pleased with their double recruitment Sal went to sleep, and totally content with everything, June went to sleep.

 

Joslyn Taylor Jones
DAY: 75 - 4/4 | DATE: December 6th, 2013 [Friday] | LOCATION: Obsidian Palace in Hell​

Another boy came along and only offered harsh words as he joined the conversation.

"This kid... " While it infuriated her that the bastard, there wasn't much she could do about it. In fact, there wasn't much she could do about anything. Afterwards, the horned one said that he would help her. However, the damage had already been done. The albino teenager let her head droop down, her eyes distantly staring at the ground. Tears pricked the corners of her eyes. "Honey? "

"I...", Joslyn started through a cracking voice. "I sh-sh-shouldn't have left the room..." Her voice was weak, barely audible to the others.

"No, don't say that. " The angel tried to encourage the downtrodden teen. "Not everyone is willing to help you escape, especially if it means upsetting Lucifer, but I know there are people here that are willing to help. I mean, we've stumbled on someone who wants to help you out right now. Please, please try not to get so down and let him help you. "

"I... I can't." In her melancholy state-of-mind, there was no possibility of getting help. Everyone in this place was affiliated with Lucifer, for better or worse. Defiance of his will would end up getting them killed at best. "I can't..." She continued to repeat that phrase as if it were a mantra. Tears ran down her face as she ran from the two boys as she loudly repeated herself over and over.

As soon as she got back to her room, she lay down on her bed, face buried in her tear-stained pillow. She stained it even further with tears as she continued to cry. Azazel herself was frustrated. Incredibly frustrated. Things were going so well, and there was a chance the Nephilim boy would actually help them. But now, with Joslyn as she was now, trying to convince her to even move of her own will was near impossible. She knew she was fragile, but this was getting to be too much. She didn't want anything to do with what Lucifer wanted, but at the moment, she didn't see any way of leaving.

"Dammit. Dammit! " Azazel continued to silently curse the situation as the girl cried herself to sleep.

 

With the recuirting gone well, Logan joined the others as they boarded the plane and went to sleep not too long after.

 

Caius' eyes widened upon noticing tears begin to form in her eyes and immediately a sense of dread filled him "Hey..." Caius said walking closer to her in an attempt to at least comfort her, but the damage had already sunk in. "Hey wait!" Caius yelled reaching out to her only for her to have already ran off away from him. He lowered his eyes and glanced over at Soren with a glare. For the first time, after holding so much respect for the elder, he had finally thought negatively about him. Without another word he calmly closed his eyes and walked off.

Overall everything was a massive success and the group was soon off on their journey. Lucius was quite amazed to see just a rag tag group actually had their own aircraft and this only made things far more interesting. With the others asleep and the plane off on it's travel, Lucius began to write in his book before falling asleep.

Alistair could barely even tell what was going on, but he was able to tell that he was no long near that church anymore. His body rested upon a bed, a familiar bed that he knew of. He was in his room, he was back in hell. It was so sweet of them to bring him back to recover. With his eyes closed he drifted off to sleep in order to recover.

 

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DAY 76​

Saturday, December 07, 2013​

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[/url]Ahranna sat down on the bed beside the sad sleeping girl. From this perspective, she really did look like an angel. She felt bad for the white - haired girl that cried herself to sleep, but there wasn't much she could do about it. This was just the way things were and fighting it would be useless. Ahranna didn't want to see Joslyn so disappointed. She wanted to be friends with her, but duty came first. The most she could after the Fallen was protection toards her friends, however, there was little she could do to protect them if they were unwilling to come here.

She sighed.

Ahranna brushed Joslyn's hair out of her face with the tips of her fingers. Maybe she would feel better once she tried out the dress Ahranna picked out for the ceremony. It was super pretty and it made her kind of jealous. She wanted to wear something that special.

Only a could more days.

Things were really getting down to there wire. Where had all the time gone? It seemed like putting Brandon and Kai in the hospital was just yesterday. Hm, maybe she should pay him a visit today.​

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Strength had finally returned back to Alistair and without anymore time left he got prepared along with the other two of his little group and left back towards midworld. Alistair had wished he could have at least seen the nephilim children once more before he left, but staying in hell for an excess amount of time was too dangerous in their position.

He could only imagine Temeluchas was pissed for having to make a trip back to hell for his sake, so he really didn't wish to incur the angel's wrath at moment. For now he would merely smile on with his bright casual smile and proceed forward towards end result.

Killing demons was starting to become tiresome, but in the end killing them was not supposed to be for sport but for work instead. Blades popped out of his body as usual and Alistair prepared himself to move forward in order to deal with the demons once more. Curiosity made him wonder just where this day would go. Would they do nothing all day? or would **** go down, only time would tell.

 

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❖ DAY ⟡ 76 ⦙ 2/4 ❖ DATE ⟡ Saturday ⦙ December 07, 2013 ❖
❖ LOCATION ⟡ ??? [Plane] ❖ INTERACTION ⟡ Dumah ❖​

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Hana had been quiet since they left Brazil. Sal had done the bulk of the recruiting and managed to acquire three new Fallen. That was pretty good, all things considered. She was too distracted to be of any use. The most she had bothered to do was introduce herself.

Joslyn was gone -- she failed at protecting Azazel.

Things were radio silent between Sam and herself. There probably wasn't much of a relationship anymore.

She had to leave her son in the care of nuns, Henrik, and Brandon; all while they attempted to keep Leviathan at bay and protect the church from Hell.

This was the list that she had been going over in her head for days. The only contact she even had with Samuel was sending him brief messages on the angel names to obtain wands for. That was it. Her blue eyes stared aimlessly out the window of the plane. She had been paying so little attention that she wasn't sure whether they were still looking or heading back. Sal had control of the cracked compass. She was a failure and not fit for anything.

Maybe she would have been better off choosing Redemption. It wasn't like she was doing much to help here anymore. Sam wouuld have gotten over her eventually -- if he lived that long. Reuben's life wouldn't be at stake, since he wouldn't have been born. She failed to protect Azazel anyway, so little difference would have been made there.

At least if she had chosen Redemption, she would have returned to the Holy City and resumed her role as a Watcher. Now, she was nothing. This was her fault. They had lost all of these people because of her. She involved them, and yet, she alone received salvation instead of damnation. How was that fair?

Xathanael.

She looked up to see Kai facing her with his eyes rolled back. She sighed.

Your thoughts are so loud and clear that even the others can read them.

Is there something I can do for you, Dumah? They had had a few silent exhcanges like this over the last day or two. The Angel of Silence spoke only to her. Hana didn't mind it as much, because it didn't actually require her to open her mouth. Kai had yet to learn how to read other's thoughts, only project his own, so their conversation remained private.

Wallowing like this is doing little good for anyone. You did not tell anyone about your offer for a reason. You made a choice, like the rest of us. Now, you must live with it; just as we have done.

She shook her head. Where are the Gates? You moved them, didn't you?

It is not yet time. Once Kai successfully locks onto the correct memory, then it will be time.

I hope he figures it out soon.

As do I. For now, they are best left untouched. Everyone was dead or weakly recovering after that battle. I was easily able to move them to the Land of Mortal Birth undetected.

What does that mean?

Nothing.

Kai slumped over in the chair and blinked groggily. He held his head in one hand and gave her a confused look. Hana turned away quickly, resuming her watch on the skies. She felt his voice ring through her head and knew it was directed at everyone. Where to next?​

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The flight had been one that was completely slept through given the fact that they were now going to...well somewhere in Asia. Sal wasn't actually sure of the exact destination, though he figured if he had made it through this entire ordeal, he'd have to plan a trip to the Asian countries. He looked towards the other members, all of which seemed to be doing there own thing, though Hana herself seemed to be brooding over something. He wasn't entirely sure what, but he had come to the conclusion it probably had to do with Joslyn's kidnapping. Sal felt responsible for this, having failed to stop Adam from his act quite spectacularly, but he had resolved that they would find some way to bring her back, and deal with any threats against her during that time.

The plane had eventually landed, and the group had begun their journey into the Asian country. Waiting for mid day to come around, to simply rest, eat up, and get any exposition that needed explaining out of the way, they began to follow the compass on their grand journey across the country. With their rented automobile that they were probably never going to return like all the rest, they had eventually made it to place where the compass was pointing. That being a school. Wonderful, another place their group would probably be kicked out of immediately if they all went in at once. Sal looked at the people who would draw the least suspicion going in...that being the Canadian Girl and the German Boy...who clearly were not from here. Maybe the world famous author as well, seeing as he could probably just pop in unannounced as well. "So, as we obviously all can't go into there at once, any volunteers to go track this angel down?"

 

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Mali sucked in a deep breath and stood tall in front of the church. She wouldn't be trapped in those damn stone bars again. That old guy had another thing coming if he thought he could trap her -- no way, no how. She was going to dominate and no one could stop her! Mist swirled at her fingertips and the appeared strong and sturdy in her right hand. It was time to teach those lame angels a lesson. Plus, she needed to figure out what that strange presence was within the walls of the church. She was unable to investigate before. Not today! Today she would destroy everyone!!

She smiled proudly and pushed the front doors of the sanctuary open wide. They slammed forward, banging against the walls and she strutted her way into the sanctuary. Mali flung her arm forward, mist shooting out, and she directed her attention to the old guy. "I have returned, Grandpa! Are you ready to face me like a real man, or cower behind your pathetic barriers?" Mist - formed spikes shot up from the ground at her feet. They spired up like spears and she stood confident and proud. This was her battle. There would be no other winners!​

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They had been in England longer than they expected to, but luckily it wasn't like they were not doing anything. In fact, quite the opposite was going on for them. They were training, and getting stuff done. This may or may not have been more evident in Lauren than the two that bickered like siblings.

Lauren had brought both Alice and Avery with her for the trip. Well, she brought Avery and told Alice that she would probably be safer at the church. She did not listen, and went along for the ride.

Lauren had received her sword. She hadn't given it a name like others had. She felt like it wasn't a necessity to have a name. After all it was just a weapon right? But rather quickly, she found out how to transform it. She changed it into a battleaxe, and she liked it a lot like that. She felt she could do more damage with it, and that seemed right to her.

Today, Lauren set off alone without another angel to help her. Just herself, and Avery. Why Avery? She was getting used to having her be her fighting partner. But at the same time she felt like Avery was becoming less friendly because of it. At first she thought Avery was just sick from something but she slowly realized it was more of a personality change. In fact when she mentioned that to Alice, she seemed shocked that Lauren could identify it like that.

Lauren was getting a little more self aware of her stupid comments. It didn't stop her from saying them, she just found it humorous at this point. She still wasn't intelligent, but she was at least aware that some of her ridiculous theories were way too stretched out. Now she found it particularly amusing to see other people react to her comments, but now her theories sounded even more ridiculous because some of them were just forced out.

Lauren got to a small neighborhood where she saw quite a few zombies wandering about. She figured it was a better time than ever to train. Lauren crouched down and pet Avery, who let out a hiss when she did so. The girl of Japanese descent took a couple steps forward and put her arm out in front of her in the direction of the zombies. Then she lowered it to the ground and quickly moved her hand forward in the direction of them. She felt vibration go through the ground and head straight for the zombies where the earth shifted under their feet and one of them caved into the ground.

They looked in her direction and let out an inhuman sound as she did it again, and another two followed the other caved in creature. Then they charged at her. Lauren stood up straight and took out her sword and transformed it into the axe and ran charged to attack them. Avery stayed still for a few moments. Lauren quickly hacked at one of them and Avery quickly charged behind her and took down another one.

The two of them continued with the slaughter, until all appeared to be dead. Lauren took many deep breaths and wiped the blood off the blade.

Good work Lauren.

There were a couple of moments of silence while Avery curled up into a ball to rest and Lauren continued to regulate her breathing. But something seemed off. Avery seemed to feel this and her fur stood on end and her back curved. Lauren looked at Avery and questioned, "What's wrong girl? They'reall gone k, mate? All go-"
Lauren felt the ground shake underneath her as hands broke through the concrete, bloody and aiming for her ankles which they grabbed ferociously. Lauren freaked out and pulled away at her ankles trying to get them to let go. Then she felt something grab her back and bite into her neck. She let out a scream as she tried to get it but she couldn't move. Her neck was hurting and she felt herself being eaten alive as it tore at her flesh.

She didn't want to die.

Just then, as if a prayer was answered, the creature let out a dying scream and dropped to the ground. Lauren looked over at Avery who was being forced into the ground by other hands, and Lauren reached out to help, but saw a blade cut at the hands instead. It cut at the other hands holding her legs and then the zombies officially broke from the ground.

One knife was thrown into the neck of one zombie, and the other two seemed to have their throats sliced by something else. Lauren dropped to the ground holding her throat feeling safe and sound. She looked over to thank the angel that saved her, and then found out it wasn't an angel at all.

Alice looked down at Lauren worryingly and quickly lowered herself to get a better look at her neck. "This bite is bad..."
"AM I GOING TO GET INFECTED?"
"Shh shh shh."
"Am I gonna become a zombie?"

Alice pulled out a mini first-aid kit and started treating the wound, "We should get you back to the others. I don't know how to fix this one."
"It hurts."
"I know Lauren I know."
"I don't wanna be a zombie."
"You're not going to turn into a zombie."
"Will ya shoot me in the head love when we get back before I turn?"
"Lauren calm down."
Alice helped her up and motioned for Avery to follow them.

"Alice, where'd you get those weapons if all the weapons are angel like."
"Well in the storage room there were a couple swords that didn't seem magical or anything. Maybe in the past they had some humans help? I don't know... but I figured I would train myself. I mean, I need to protect myself too. I can't rely on everyone else."
"Yacould go home."
"No Laure. I really can't with the idea of you being out and fighting."
"I can take care of myself."
"I just saved you from dying. Just now."
"It's just a small cut..."
"...I need to bring you back before you become a zombie."
"WHAT I THOUGHT YOU SAID I WO-"


Alice stopped for a moment and held a finger up to her lips, "Shh, if you talk you change into a zombie quicker. But if you don't talk at all you won't become a zombie. If we can get people to fix it you won't become a zombie."
Lauren stared at her for a moment and nodded, held her neck in pain and then followed Alice back to the hotel.​

 

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LEON INSPECTED THE WOUND GRIMLY. HE HELD A BANDAGE OVER IT, APPLYING PRESSURE, AND GAVE HER A STERN LOOK. THEY WERE SUPPOSED TO STAY IN A GROUP FOR A REASON. LAUREN GOT LUCKY. SHE COULD HAVE BEEN ATTACKED BY A DEMON OR CAPTURED BY A DARK ANGEL. FOR RUNNING OFF WITHOUT A WORD, THIS WAS REALLY HER BEST OUTCOME.

HE SCOWLED AT THE WOMAN. "YOU GOT LUCKY. THIS BITE IS PRETTY DEEP, BUT IT WON'T KILL YOU. AND CONSIDERING THOSE THINGS ARE NOT ZOMBIES. YOU WON'T TURN INTO ONE THROUGH A BITE." HE PULLED THE BANDAGE AWAY AND CRACKED HIS KNUCKLES. "YOU'RE GONNA FEEL A BIT OF WARMTH STARTING AT YOUR NECK, THEN FLOWING TO THE REST OF YOUR BODY. I'M NOT A HEALER LIKE RAPHAEL, BUT I'VE BEEN AN ANGEL LONG ENOUGH TO KNOW HOW TO TAKE CARE OF SOMETHING LIKE THIS." HIS HAND SEEMED TO START GLOWING AND HE HELD IT LESS THAN AN INCH ABOVE THE BITE MARK. GOLDEN FLAMES LAPPED AT HER SKIN AND THE WOUND BEGAN CLOSING UP. AS THE FLAME SPREAD THROUGHOUT LAUREN, HER WHOLE BODY TO BEGAN TO GLOW. HE CLEARED HIS THROAT AWKWARDLY AND SCRATCHED AT THE BACK OF HIS HEAD. "THAT SHOULD UM, THAT SHOULD GO AWAY IN ABOUT AN HOUR."​

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It was quite silent in the classroom, absolutely no sound excluding the sound of breathing that came from the horned teen that sat next to a nearby desk. With his chin resting upon the desk, Caius merely stared forward that the present resting on the desk, disheartened by the sudden events that had occurred the other day. He thought back to that girl he had met and he wondered if she was alright after having run off crying.

Caius wished to go see her and check if she was alright, but he didn't know if that girl would even want him around. His presence would probably annoy or upset her so he chose against said action. Raising his hand he began to gently poke the box ahead of him repeatedly with his finger. Watching the box lightly move as it was poked, Caius sighed before softly smiling.

"I was supposed to give this to her when she woke up...but knowing Cal she wakes up pretty late" Caius said quietly before chuckling to himself softly. "even so....I've gotta man up...which is easier said than done..." Caius said. The last gift he had made wasn't even given to her by himself, it was imperative that this time he would be the one to give it to her, he needed to stop being so nervous.

 

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He was up. He was ready to go. He was feeling positively electric. Brandon got his black jacket, that he wore to no end on, and got Vis Vis ready for action. He was gonna guard the shit out of Rivaille's prison today. He was gonna prevent any and all demons and or angel human baby things from getting to...that place...he didn't actually know how someone was supposed to actually get there, but he was definitely gonna prevent them from getting there. After turning his sword back into its elegant wrist accessory, Brandon walked out of the abbey to go and resume guard duty.

Turns out there was already imminent danger within the walls of their holy place. The blonde haired girl, Malo, had returned with a swagger in her voice unmatched by even the most pompous of people. She and Heinry seemed to be having a bit of friendly exchange between each other and so, as much as his creator would love to throw a lightning bolt at the girl he didn't try to engage in any hostilities. As he walked in on the end of the conversation Malo responded to Heinry by saying, "I think you're the one who's running out of strength Grandpa!"

Brandon then interceded the conversation by waving to the girl and saying, "hey, welcome back." He then pointed at Heinry and said, "and you see, while this man might look aged its not a good idea to judge by appearances. For instance, Jo looks really timid and shy and stuff, but get on her bad side and bam! She strangles you. So you see, appearances aren't everything."

 

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Cal went in search of Caius and wound up at the classroom. She peeked her head inside and smiled brightly at the sight of him. So this was where he ran off to. She slipped quietly into the room and shut the door behind her. No one would come bothering them if the door was locked. "Hey Caius. I was hoping to find you here." Cal moved across the room and took a seat beside the boy. They were all growing up so quickly. It was still a little strange not seeing him as the ram horned - toddler that curled up in her lap. "What have you been doing since we got back? I feel like we haven't seen much of each other." She smiled sadly and rested her head on his shoulder.

This felt nice. It had been such a long time since she was last able to rest her head on anyone. They all spent so little time together these days that there wasn't much social interaction. Mali was gone. Soren was always training. Cal stuck to the Hall of Mirrors. Caius was in here and Anna usually stayed in the bedroom. She glanced over, seeing a foreign object at his side and pointed to it curiously. "What's that?"​

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