A Lover's War: Heaven Vs. Hell (rp)

Mordeth spat on a fallen angel and looked over at Aramis and shook his head. he fell forward, his body was limp as it hit the ground.

Azreil lifted Serg off of him and rolled away, his armback and his wound healed over the dagger "why won't you pathetic creautres learn, i'm immortal!" he knew he couldn't attack Serg or Delg becuase of their scales but he didn't mind trying.

Aramis flew as fast as he could to Mordreth on the ground.

''Damnit, hold still!''

As Aramis's hands tried to heal the wounds on Mordreth's body, he felt resistance, which emcumbered the healing, rendered its effectiveness less.

''Mordreth, why are you resisting my healings?'' said an angry Aramis.

Mordeth's eyes opened slightly "i can heal myself...i don't need help." his head rolled to the side

Azreil smiled "so...my curse was too much for the great Mordeth...i knew he was weak." he looked at his army while they watched "look at your old commader! he's weak and lost hope over something so small! is this what you want end up as?"

Aramis understood. It was Mordreth's battle against himself. He could not interfer with what was about to happen.

''Then speak'', was all he said to him.

Lifting Mordreth's body in the air, it was now at the height of the army and Azriel.

''Courage my friend'', Aramis muttered to himself.

Mordeth didn;t know what was happening but he knew that his wounds weren't serious but the curse of the blades made him give up. seeing how he treated Gean not too long ago made him want to die. she didn't deserve that cruetly and all the shit he gave her. his eyes rolled in the back of his head as he let out a yell of pain

Azreil laughed as Mordeth struggled against the healing process "weakling...i should kill him now. or just watch him take his own life"

Aramis was with Mordreth, in mind.

''Don't fight back. Accept everything as it is, as it was, and grow stronger from it. Accept who you were, who you are and what you could be''.

Mordeth shouted "what i am is nothing but death brought early to those that stand in my way and pain for those that grow close to me!" he didn't want help...he wanted to let the wounds eat away at his flesh so he can feel the pain he gave others

Aramis fought against Mordreth's resistance.

''Yes. And now you could be of the ones that bring peace and justice to the world. A protector of what is nature, and of what is right!''.

Mordeth growled "i am not one to bring peace! i bring death and pain! I DON"T WANT PEACE!" his body shook with his anger

Azreil smiled and watched Mordeth give up on life

Aramis didn't stop.

''What about Gean? Will you leave her alone when I am gone? Alone with her child? To wander helplessy, rejected from both realms, to a life of solitude and despair? For she loves you also.''

Mordeth's body shook voilently "leave her out of this!!!" he knew he was right but he knew he couldn't be one to bring peace...his life was made to kill and destroy

Ereshkgal sighed and set Nakir down at her feet. "I will tend to her... For now you are needed in Heaven... So I give you this." Ereshkigal passed her hand over Gean's body. As she did Gean's fairy for slowly changed from a burning fire to a blinding white. "My child... This new form will keep you and the child you carry safe. Only the oes who love you will know who you are. You may grow at will with no time limits.. That will help you with your birth... Now fly! Fly my child and save the ones who care for you!" Gean nodded and took to the sky, racing towards Heaven as fast as she could.

Aramis followed.

''Life does not make you. You make your life, along with everything that is. You have control over what you want for yourself''.

Aramis flew up to him.

''If you die now, you will have failed me, you will have failed my son, you will have failed Gean, but most importantly, you will have failed yourself. SEE!''.

As he said that, he struck a punch in Mordreth's belly. Gold light passed through his body, as Aramis made him see images of what could be. There was Mordreth, with peace in his eyes, and a smile, playing with a small boy, making him jump on his knees, while a woman, Gean held him by the neck. They were in a small house in Sicilia, where green trees and grass balanced themselves through the wind...

And then the vision stopped.

The was only pain, and Aramis in front of him.

Mordeth let his body go and it hit the ground, blood still pouring out of his wounds. yes the image is something he wanted, but he can't make it that way.

Reading Mordreth's mind connection, he let himself descend on the ground, right in front of the demon.

''The image is as real as it could be. You only have to focus and reach it, like you reach a hand''.

Aramis bended over and presented a hand to him, with a peaceful smile.

Mordeth's eyes open, the red dots glowing like Hell's fires. he was still himself, but he knew it wasn't the same. he got up, his wounds still not healing, and coughed blood. "this si as close to me bringing peace as you can get."

Azreil sighed and lifted his blade and threw it at Mordeth, puncturing his right shoulder

Mordeth fell backwards and coughed more blood and started struggling to breathe

Gean burts through the clouds and raced towards the two, arriving in time to see mordeth fall. "MORDETH!" She landed beside him and looked sadly into his eyes. "Mordeth please dont give up... Please..." One of her tears rolled down and landed on one of his wounds.

Aramis thought it was hopeless. But he would not let Mordreth die like this. Much still was to be done. Taking out the dark blade, he flew with an incrediblespeed, right in front of Azriel.

''Let's give you a taste of your medicine'' he said, as he plundged the blade inside his stomach. He had no idea if it was going to be effective or not, be it was worth a try.

Azreil laughed at the images he seen "those that i have killed deserved to die...all of them!!" he pulled his scimitar out and ran a hand over his stomach, closing the wound

Mordeth had his eyes opened slightly, feeling Gean next to him "i'm not leaving..not yet." he struggled to a sitting position then tried to stand but lost his balance and fell back down

serg stood next to delg, watching aramis stab azreil with his own scimitar. serg sighed heavily and climbed back onto delg. the large dragon walked slowly behind azreil and looked down, waiting for aramis to move out of the way.

((oh, and he would only see things that brought pain to him. otherwise he would'nt see them. which is why your post makes no sense to me benjii))