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

"It'll be ok." She said softly as she held his hand.

In the throne room, Ereshkigal was holding the sleeping child against her chest. Her mind was far off. She thought back to when her son was this young... It brought tears to her eyes.

Satan stood at the entrance of the throne room, watching his wife. "We will raise him as our own...raise him like we raised Shagrath. He will not be trated any different. He will be treated as the Prince of Hell." He looked at a meesnger who was waiting quietly. "Tell the clarics to send Gean and Mordeth in here after he wakes. I have to...speak with Mordeth on his recent failure." The messenger nodded and ran out to deliver the message.

Gean did her best to guide Mordeths hand to the door of her cage. "Open the door please.."

Mordeth felt around the door of the cage, finding the latch and lock. Carefully, he let a small wave of energy flow into the lock. With a snap, the door swung open a little. Satisfied, Mordeth let his hand fall back down.

Gean flew out at once, coming to rest upon Mordeths chest. She sat right where his heart was. "Ive missed you love." She smiled at him. "The clerics are almost done. It shouldnt be much longer."

Mordeth kept his eyes closed, smiling a little as his heart started to warm up. "I've missed you too, love. It's been awhile...a painfully long time." He winced as the healing began to sting his body.

"Almost done." She watched the Clerics work.

"I would hope so. Not one to enjoy feeling vulnerable as I am now. How bad was it?" He opened his eyes, staring up at nothing. He was disappointed in himself, he's gotten sloppy. "How did she get me...how did she get close enough to get me?"

"She learned a new trick love. You couldnt get away.. She beat you, and lived I believe.. I hope.." She flew down from his chest to lay upon the table beside him. There was a flash of light, then she was in her demon form. She laid beside him with one arm across his waist.

"A new trick...and here I thought all angels were brainless abominations. Did i at least draw some of her blood?" He smiled and layed a hand on her arm, looking over at her. All his thoughts of failure and disappointment gone at once.

"Of course. You did good. You nearly killed her." She placed a soft kiss on his hand. "..Mordeth.. Satan saw it.. He saw the battle.. He thinks you killed her." Her expression grew sad. "And they are going to raise our son as their own."

Mordeth lost his smile, sitting up quickly. "They're going to do what?!" He pushed himself off the table, ignoring the irritated mumbling from the clerics. He looked down at his chest, noting it was almost done healing. He looked at Gean, all his thoughts returning to him. "I'm not going to let them raise our son for my failures. Come, love."

"Mordeth you cant go in there! You know what will happen! You failed!" She ran after him. "Please. Let them finish healing you. Dont go! Youll be killed!"

"I'm not going to sit around while they have our son, thinking they're going to take him away from us." He reached down to his side and pulled one of his blades free, walking towards the Gates. "I'll find a way to make them change their minds. There has to be something they want..."

"Mordeth youre walking into a trap! Please stop and consider this before you do something stupid!" She returned to her smaller size and flew after him. "Mordeth please! Wait!"

Mordeth stopped and waited for Gean to catch up. She was right. She had a tendencey to be right all the time. "Then what do you suggest we do?" He stared ahead and watched as a group of demons walked towards the Gates. "Great, escorts..."

"Nothing.. Dont fight." She sat upon his shoulder. "Be calm love."

The group of demons clad in jagged black armor stopped in front of Mordeth. e of the taller demons looked at Mordeth and spoke in a raspy voice, "His Infernal Majesty wants to see you." He smiled a little, staring from Mordeth to Gean. "He didn't seem pleased either. Surprised he let the messenger live. We're to escort you. Now follow." The demons turned in formation and walked towards the palace. With a sigh, Mordeth followed the group. "Some return this is turning out to be."

Gean frowned. Was he not pleased that she was at his side? Did he not care that she was finally with him again.. He should be happier.. He never once kissed her.. Had she done something wrong? She sat in silence upon his shoulder as she thought.

Mordeth sheathed his scimitar as he followed the demons. he moved his hand up to his shoulder where Gean sat and lightly laying his hand on her legs. "If I live, I'll make up for my absence before I'm sent away again. I promise..." 'If I live...if,' he thought to himself. 'Slight chance of that happening.'