Originally posted by XvampbenjiiX666
....oopsy. i was in r hurry yesterday))Azreil leaped in front of Verin and unsheathed his scimitars, parrying both blades. "the only one that will be dying today is you. now out with your pathetic self!" he came at Verin with two swipes of his scimiatrs.
Verin quickly parried the scimitars with his blade, knocking both wide. He then pushed forward, drawing his other sword, he stabbed ahead while swinging his other sword towards Azreils head.
Ezekiel was looking in the blue. He couldn't have helped Gean, the body's pain being something he couldn't understand now. And he didn't want to see the baby yet. A baby he would have to leave behind.
As he saw Mordreth comng in his direction with hands full of blood, he said:
''Mordreth, the time as now come. I have blinded Satan with hate, and does not have control over his present army.''
He pointed towards Taker of Soul.
''Take this blade and eunite the demonic legions under your control. Meet with the angels and the half-breds but do not engage in battle, even if some of them strike. Just hold on, and I will be there shortly. Now, leave me and my son for now, and accomplish your destiny''.
As he left Mordreth, he went inside the cave and held his son for the first time, looking at Gean with tears in his eyes.
Originally posted by Mandos
Ezekiel was looking in the blue. He couldn't have helped Gean, the body's pain being something he couldn't understand now. And he didn't want to see the baby yet. A baby he would have to leave behind.As he saw Mordreth comng in his direction with hands full of blood, he said:
''Mordreth, the time as now come. I have blinded Satan with hate, and does not have control over his present army.''
He pointed towards Taker of Soul.
''Take this blade and eunite the demonic legions under your control. Meet with the angels and the half-breds but do not engage in battle, even if some of them strike. Just hold on, and I will be there shortly. Now, leave me and my son for now, and accomplish your destiny''.
As he left Mordreth, he went inside the cave and held his son for the first time, looking at Gean with tears in his eyes.
The Celestial stood at the now prepared siege army. Surly such an army has not been assembled since the day of Satan's revolt. And surly again will it never assemble like this once more. He stood proud upon some rock face that was the only sign of imperfection across this fiery plane. His folded wings rustled in the blazing gusts of heated air that dried any soul foolish enough to enter such a land unprepared. But the angels were ready, they came with their angelic aurora emanating and illuminating their ranks like a bonfire in the night. The line was perfect. The army was set, the war was on.
The Celestial turned to his side and nodded towards a standing hybrid whose arm was raised as though awaiting the order. The nod was exactly what he was searching for, and with that nod he swung his hand down. Simultaneous to the swift cut by the hybrids hand, came the upward thrust of trebuchets and catapults alike. In uniform crashes the projectiles impacted the walls of Satan's kingdom with resounding claps. The seconds of echo were merely the angel's reloading before commencing once more. And again and again the bombardment continued. And yet no retaliation from the demons. Some scattered to await in the inner walls, while others ran from the madness. Divisions of troops began to withdraw and consolidate their forces, as all the while the Celestial continued with his bombardment.
He scoffs as he stands there unperturbed at the chaos surrounding him. "Hmmp," he grunted to his second in command, "no doubt this is that hybrids doing. Stealing all the fun from the war by laying out my prey on their stomachs." He drew his sword and set the blade diagonally against the tip of the rock, as to pose as some ancient conquerer of greek fame. "Very well then, they will not retaliate. We shall simply put this in the history book as the massacre of hell, as opposed to her war." He motioned to the surrounding generals to return to their posts. "Mingle pikeman and archery units, push battery untis 1,3, and 5 towards the middle with 2 and 4 keeping hard to the sides. Have three aim for Satan's castle, he has regular building at his side, raze them as well. As for the remaining battery," he looked up and smiled cynically, "purge the remains."
He pointed towards two of the infantry unit's generals, "walk in through the gate, taunt them, mock them, but spare none. If they refuse to engage consider it an execution. End not this war until we all die." The general's began to march the army as the Celestial had ordered. Silently the Celestial infused each unit's zeal with the commanding officer, and each officer with his own. Now he said to himself, let us see if he can convince them now with his petty words. And he watched with an air of triumph as the walls of hell were slowly crumbling, and his army was slowly marching, marching on their glory road.
Ezekiel flew between Hell's gate, in flames, and the hybrids and angels, which to far seemed like a glowing redemption. But he knew it wasn't the case. In was beyond words now. And he knew what to do.
He left his son, Ezekiel Dolan Amartem, his the cave with Gean, ordering her not to come out. He gave Taker of Soul to Mordreth, who know had to face to most difficult decision of his life. But he knew teh demon could succeed.
As he saw a catapult recharging, Ezekiel summoned his bow and let an arrow fly, which utterly destroyed the machine. But his goal wasn't to provoke any angels or hybrids. Tonight, he has buisness with Metatron.
Approaching the army, he felt no resistance from them with his presence.
As he passed, he only let a few words go.
''A demon brought Nakir to hell to be saved, and Satan's influence turned her to a dark creature. Watch what you do, for not all demons are of evil.''
Continuing, he was a few meters away, from Metatron and 2 of his hybrid generals.
''It is time. Nor more words.''
And with that, a golden sword appeared from his hand.
''I present you Destroyer of Hate, a blade I have forged myself, and I am eager to make you meet it.''
Mordeth stood there, his body shaking with laughter "he wants me to take over the army once more? does he know what i can do if i was in control of it?" he laughed loudly, leaving the blade there and walking away. he went to the edge of the cave and looked in, quiet and wanting to say something but couldn't because he know it would have been something about the half-breed
Sensing Mordreth's hesitation he spoke to him one last time before the battle.
''You take the sword, you take Gean and the child, you take your destiny in your hands. Fall too far from it and all will be destroyed. In this coming war you must not only fight against Satan, but you must fight against yourself. If you succeed in gaining control over your lust of blood, Gean will be yours. If you do not, she will die, and so will you''.
He said those words so Gean could hear them to. With those last psychic waves, Ezekiel took speed and flew on Metatron.