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This is it, the apocalypse 1x1

"I will tell them of what I have discovered here, only because your ever so predictable pride weakens your mind enough to provide us with even more ways to eventually defeat you," Micheal spoke after a time, agreeing without totally accepting defeat. No. That, he would never do. He only agreed to save Gabriel from the ripping agony of another good thing being stolen out from underneath him because of this...this never ending war between him and his brother. It was shameful. He couldn't even tell the angel why, after all these years, they still went at each other in such a fashion. Michael even blamed himself for Lucifer's actions. In a way, the archangel felt like it was his fault he'd let his elder brother's state of mind deteriorate this much, knowing how thin the line between good and evil was, and how even in heaven that his brother walked that very same line. And Michael had let him fall, because it was...just in the eyes of God. But in his own...he was getting back at him one last time. Or so he'd thought.


He didn't dare ask himself the obvious question - how could he have ever loved a man such as this one - because he already knew. It was that guilt that confirmed it. No matter how much he loathed the demon, a part of him still loved him. Though it was apparent that if Lucifer felt the same...it was buried deep. Too deep.
 
Lucifer cracked an unsettling smile "Ahh, how gracious of you. That'll do just fine." He said, striding past his brother he seated himself on the exact, small throne- made for these exact occasions -and leaned against the arm "But while you're here," he said, smirking "I'd like you to know something. In that man, I found an all too familiar force. Incredible, really, but- do say hi to that old friend of your's. I'm sure he's still feeding off your pain as we speak. Now then, have a nice fall." Lucifer waved his hand and the ground under Micheal seemed to crack and give way, causing him to fall back into his body. It would give him the feel of falling without wings, a feeling any angel loathed. He was pleased, however, at his last excerpt. Surely Micheal would know who and what he was talking about... And if he didn't, Lucifer chuckled, Azazel would make himself known as he pleased, when he pleased.
 
Before Michael could even react to the moving ground beneath him, he was falling. As an added bonus to the terror and the blindness that accompanied the nightmare, the burning in his scars enveloped his entire body, engulfing him in flame, before he slammed back into his body and it stopped, though he shot up, smacking into Gabriel. He gasped loudly as the aching pain of the bite marks as well as the throbbing in his head hit him afterwards, and he was held up only by his younger brother's arms.


"Gabriel, its...Aiden. He's in Aiden," he managed to say, despite the fact that his throat felt terrible at the moment. Gabriel furrowed his eyebrows in confusion at his brothers words, totally lost. "What? No, your delirious. Lucifer couldn't have gotten to him again, I would have known - "


"No. Gabriel, it's Azazel. He's whats making Aden the hybrid, or part of it anyway. His demon half....is somehow our sadistic brother's right hand man."
 
Aiden blinked, looking around, a sudden feeling had hit him. Not panic...No. What was it? Alertness? Yes something of the likes. That and a simply uneasy feeling. Matthias glanced over at him, but assuming he'd seen a bird or such, didn't say anything and kept doing what he was doing. Aiden felt like he was going to throw up, but he knew for a fact it wasn't sea sickness. Something was rolling inside his chest, emanating the worst of feelings, and he hated it. Making a face he went over to the railing, leaned on it, and gazed out to sea. Hoping the salty spray and breeze would make the sickening feeling go away.
 
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The two archangels came up from below deck, marching across the wood to the other side of the ship towards Aiden and Matthias. Gabriel wen't right for the smaller man, noticing how...agitated he looked at the moment, and he prayed it wasn't what he thought it was. He'd figured out the strange emotions he'd been getting from Aiden earlier, the ones that both he and Matthias had noticed. They were so unlike the hybrid, because they weren't his feelings. They were Azazel's. And that glowing from earlier...was that what he thought it was? He move to the side by the hybrid, looking down at him, beyond worried. "Aiden. Let me see your eyes..."
 
The feeling quickly fled from Aiden. He cocked his head and looked up at Gabriel, the glowing was gone. He looked, acted, and gave off normal vibes as he usually did. He wondered what the feeling had been, it was almost like a warning sign. He didn't understand, really. The way Gabriel and Micheal had erupted from the lower deck- it worries him. He didn't like it, didn't trust it, and his sudden agitation showed it well. His tail seemed to make itself known, hitting the floor of the ship with a 'thunk', automatically curling and twitching, showing how uncomfortable he was.
 
Michael came up around them, watching as Gabriel took Aiden's face in one of his palms, tilting it every which way to examine the smaller man. The older angel could sense it - or at least now he could - the darkness in the aura that surrounded him. It wasn't his own, and it was definitely demonic. "Azazel's there alright. Though...he's not possessing Aiden, exactly. You said he was acting strange earlier...Aiden, can you remember anything from the past six hours or so?" Michael asked, running a hand through his curls as he paced, trying to figure things out as he walked back and forth.
 
"Nnnoo?" Aiden watched the man pace, then turned his attention back to Gabriel, furrowing his eyebrows. He felt the need to jerk back, but didn't, and settled with feeling uncomfortable. On the inside however, it was a much diffrebt story.


They knew.


He didn't know how but they did. Thing was, Aiden wasn't willing to give the demon up. Hell, the two had bonded, he couldn't be working for Luckfer anymore- he'd been willingly protecting Aiden from him. He wanted to hide the demon, like he had for years, but it was too late.
 
Gabriel let go as Michael crossed back over, now suspicious. "Did you know? That this...this demon has been in and out of your mind?" he asked, earning a glare from Gabriel. "Of course he didn't know. Who would willingly let a demon take over their consciousness," Gabriel muttered, a little annoyed that his brother had bothered to ask. He'd had centuries of his brother messing with his own mind, and he didn't think anyone else would let an evil force such as that enter their thoughts willingly.
 
Aiden, finally, pulled away from Gabriel "I've had enough of this. What are you getting at?" He hissed, eyes flicking to Michael, then back to Gabriel.


"I think we both know what he's getting at." Aiden jumped, but he didn't need to turn, feeling the hands press down on his shoulder. Azazel. He'd only seen the man's human form once, and that was the day he killed him... Well, kind of "If there's something you need," he said, gently pushing Aiden to the side "then you can leave him out of it. What is it you're planning to do, Angel?" He spat out the last word like it was an insult, arms crossed, glaring at the two archangels with the same ferocity seen in Aiden's eyes before- but now it was in his. Aiden watched him, curiously, then turned his attention back to Michael, anticipating what he'd do next.
 
"Azazel...nice to see you've been reduced to a parasite," Michael said without any inflection at all, as the words themselves would suffice to be insult enough. Gabriel stood, blinking, not knowing at all how his older brother knew exactly who this demon was...but he was willing to bet it had something to do with Lucifer. As it seemed to always have to do with that bastard...


"Come to cause trouble again have you?"
 
"I haven't come to cause anything, assuming makes an ass out of you and me, Micheal." Azazel sneered, leaning back against the railing, narrowing those fiery eyes on the archangel. He had to smirk, just a bit, at the fact that Micheal had his wings no longer. It satisfied his old self and that much he couldn't help. He didn't seem to mind the word 'parasite' knowing well the angel had every insult in the book for a demon. None were all too good, but that was one of the...Lesser insults, he knew their words could sting like poison if they wanted them to.
 
"Oh no, no, of course not. So you're just hitching a ride in this innocent man's head then?" Michael countered. He'd gone rigid again, a contrast fro the quick pacing he'd been doing earlier. His voice was steady, showing no real signs of emotion but his eyes flashed a brilliant white for a second when he spoke, covering both his pubils and his irises as he inadvertently showed just a taste of how much power he still had tucked away. His wings may have been gone, but ever since he'd made it out of Earth, his powers had been slowly returning, maybe even stronger than he last remembered him. Just a perk of being one of the oldest, he supposed.


Gabriel was too busy looking at Aiden to be bothered with sharing words with the creature. He felt horrible that his friend had carried that around in his head for as long as he could remember - but at the same time, judging by the reactions and lack of words...He knew. Did that mean he didn't care? That he was fine with having hell spawn in his head? The angel didn't understand, couldn't understand, not this time. He broke his gaze, looking instead at his brother, not wanting Aiden to see what he felt.


"I cannot kill you, only because I cannot kill Aiden. But believe me, if you're working for the devil, I will find a way to tear your soulless essence out of his body where I can slaughter you in the open," Michael added, this time with a layer of venom. This was...unsettling. Though not as unsettling of the things he'd yet to tell the group.
 
Azazel laughed, it was a half laugh, but his smirk quickly faded as he did so "Is that what you think I'm doing? Working for Lucifer?" He asked, giving Micheal a bemused look, but he quickly shook it off, becoming more serious "Fine, do as you will. I'm not here to convince you of anything." He said, pushing himself off the railing, standing at full height...The stance seemed...Familiar "I'm simply here to tell you to keep your disgusting holy magic," which was referring to the angels powers "off him." He said, pointing at Aiden "Furthermore, stay out of my way- Whatever you think I'm doing I'm not but I can't do my job if I have to constantly worry about you trying to find someway to tear me out of his head. He is nothing without me, and even you're not cruel enough to leave him emotionally broken in a world like Limbo. This 'soulless essence' is the only thing keeping him alive. I'm still not done yet, and what I'm doing has nothing to do with your prick of a brother, so keep your fallen ass away until I am done." Azazel snarled, under him the boats floorboards seemed to groan and crack, as if threatening to break.
 
Michael looked about ready to see if that 'soulless essence' could still feel being strangled, when Alec came bounding over, completely oblivious to what was going on, probably saving them all from fighting and blowing the whole damn ship to pieces in rage.


"Hey guys, we're almost there - what....what's going on? Who's he?" Alec asked immediately on guard as he recognized the new man as a demon. There were just too many of those now for his comfort, and Michael was obviously echoing his thoughts across from him. Gabriel just looked pale, as if he didn't want to be a part of this at all, not saying anything for Aiden's sake but still siding with the rest of the angels. He backed up, unfurling his wings and nodding at Alec. "I...I'm going to go and scout ahead," he muttered, before taking off without another word or even a glance behind him. Michael forced himself not to watch him go. He was going to stay put, at least until that...thing went back out of sight.
 
"I hope I've made myself damn well clear. Now don't touch my mundane." Azazel hissed, quite literally, and slowly, he started to melt into nothing but darkness that eventually evaporated away. Aiden blinked a few times, at some point his eyes went fully black but he blinked one last time, hard, and the amber came back. At this point, he himself wanted to melt away- didn't want to hear what everyone had to say about him housing the worlds second worst demon all in his head. He wouldn't say sorry, no, he refused but...He knew only one person on this ship would go unaffected by this event. Matthias. Matthias wouldn't care, he was his friend, he knew Aiden could keep it under control, but Micheal? Gabriel? They must have had more experience with Azazel, and he couldn't blame them if they had their doubts.
 
Gabriel had scoped out the shore of Infernum, seeing nothing that looked too threatening. The trip had taken him a little over two hours there and back, and he suspected the boat would arrive soon also, maybe tomorrow morning. It was late now, and he'd decided that he'd land after seeing no movement on deck besides Matthias. Landing on the far side of the ship, he began to cross over, attempting to avoid contact with anyone and to get below deck. Talking would only be confusing right now, and to be honest, he did have a bit of a habit to avoid his problems like the plague itself.
 
Aiden had stuck himself to Matthias's side, per-usual, as if they were connected at the hip. He was the only person he didn't feel uncomfortable with right now. Matthias hadn't questioned a thing, and that was why Aiden loved him so, even when shit was at it's absolute worst, which it wasn't but it was close with all the left over tension, Matthias would still act like it was never a thing. He was a friend Aiden valued, that was for sure. Hell, at this point, Aiden had fallen asleep on the floor next to him, again, because being anywhere on deck alone was something he did not feel comfortable with. Azazel's words worried him. What if Micheal did try to tear him out of his head? That would leave him...Leave him...Human. Even in his sleep Aiden shuddered at the word, he didn't want that. He didn't need that.
 
"So it'll be us, and how many of your's again?"


"Two. We can't risk trying to sneak the whole damn army through the gates...they're just backup. Trust me, I''ve got this," Alec said, leaning on the table. He blinked when Gabriel whisked past them, followed by the sound of a door being shut, then shrugged. He'd get over it. He turned back to Michael, who was leaned over the map with him. he could see where he got his strategic ability from, not surprising, since Michael was literally Heaven's general. "They are, however, trained in stealth...my top two. So we should be fine."


"Should be," Michael mused, studying the markings Alec had made. "All we have left to do is...adapt." he added, thoughtfully, and Alec snorted. "All black everything I suppose?" he said, chuckling at Michael, who didn't understand the reference.
 
Matthias looked the deck over, no one was really around. If there was a time, it was now "Aiden." He nudged the other with his foot, who grunted and rolled over. Matthias rolled his eyes "Aiden!" He whispered, nudging him more this time, the hybrid's eyes fluttered open "What, what is it? Are we there?" He rubbed his eyes, sitting up and looking up at Matthias, obviously displeased with the abrupt awakening. Matthias gestured for him to stand, and he did so. The two were leaned over the wheel, Matthias still steering perfectly fine, and they talked "Are we sticking around after this?" Matthias asked, Aiden cocked his head "I mean, is it a good idea?" Matthias talked in a low tone, Aiden had to focus on his voice to hear it, t was more of a mumble but he picked it up "You think it's not?" Aiden cocked his head, lowering his own tone "After the stir you just caused..." Matthias trailed off, Aiden frowned "Gabriel said it doesn't matter-"


"He said it didn't matter before you turned out to be the host of Lucifer's first in command." Matthias said, cutting Aiden off "Do you really think he thinks the same of you now?" Aiden blinked, though Matthias was just being honest, his words stung a little. Aiden's eyes hit the ground "No. I suppose not. We'll disappear after we get back to Redmont, then." He said, Matthias nodded and went back to steering, Aiden was too busy thinking to get back to sleep.
 
"I really don't understand this century's version of adolescence," Michael muttered as Alec left the room, holding the clothes he'd gathered for the team. He strode down the hall to his father's room, knocking on the door, and receiving a groan from inside. He opened the door anyway, tossing half the clothing onto his head, before walking back out, not wanting to deal with the moodiness, before he crossed the hall and put the rest of the items onto Aiden's room, figuring Matthias would be fine in what he was already in. He walked back upstairs and over to the pair, pleased that Aiden was already up. "There's stuff for you below deck...might be a bit large, but you can deal with it. How far are we, Matthias?"
 
Aiden blinked, looking up when he was dragged out of thought by Alec's sudden words. Below deck. The last place he wanted to be. Well, looks like he would just have to deal. He strode down the stairs and headed into the lower deck, walking briskly, just don't make eye contact, don't talk to anyone, fine what you need, and go- and that he did. The clothes weren't...Bad. Actually, he liked them. They were better than what he'd been wearing at least, he'd keep these ones.


Matthias squinted ahead, he could see land from here, even with one eye "Not far, should be there soon." He said, nodding firmly.
 
Gabriel clasped the bracers around his forearms, rotating the piece until it was at his liking before he was finally finished. At least it wasn't as ridiculous as the last. He'd been pondering his situation - for the millionth time - in his room. It was ridiculous. No matter what he did, some obstacle seemed to be thrown in his way. And he couldn't help it. Couldn't help the fact that he'd been practically programmed to hate demons, or that his brother had become one and basically destroyed their entire family and an entire planet. But he couldn't punish Aiden for it either, no one could. it wasn't his fault. He groaned again, rubbing the back of hi head as he stepped out into the hallway, and gasped as he slammed into the very person he'd been trying to avoid.


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"Whew. Thank God. I miss the trees," Alec joked, sticking his tongue out at Matthias as he steered. He watched the sun rise slowly from the water, making reflections on the rippling liquid as they came upon the last leg of their journey. "So," he started, after a few minutes, turning back to the Captain. "Care to tell me what wonderful abilities you've been hiding from me now? I'll be too busy trying not to die once we hit land."
 
Aiden pulled up the pants, damn tight things they were, this must have been what females felt like in skinny jeans...and these were...skinny...He blinked. It took him a second, but when he did catch on, he swore he'd have Alec's head later for it. That said he sat on the bed, pulling on his shoes. Funny, he'd had this room the whole time but he never used it. The bed was much more comfortable than the nets, or the boards, he'd most likely use it on the way back. Yes, he would. Having tied his boots up, he jumped to his feet, heading out the door and- "Fuck, my nose." Aiden hissed when he slammed into something, his hands automatically reaching for his nose, which had made a sickening crack when it bent the wrong way.


Matthias shook his head, watching ahead as they sailed, but he couldn't help but sigh when Alec, once again, was going on about what he was "Still on about that, are ya?" He cocked his head, but still wasn't looking at the other. On the brighter side, at least he said he'll be busy once they hit land, that was something to look forward to.
 
"Aiden - ?"


Gabriel felt the jab to his chest as well as the painful sounding snap, and he looked down out of instinct to make sure the other man was alright after their collision. He winced at the state of Aiden's nose - which was most definitely broken, thanks to Gabriel's solid build. it just made him feel even guiltier than he previously had been feeling, if that was even possible. "I'm so sorry, I didn't think you were there - do you want me to get you anything? Ice?" He spoke quickly, the worry evident on his face even though he knew the man was going to heal.


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"Well would you rather me try straight up flirting? Though I figured you were above all that," Alec said, crossing his arms with a small little smile as he did so. "Though it is a bit odd for a pirate to not want to be flirted with. Then again, I don't see you guzzling rum like the rest of them. I guess it takes a special kind of power to resist my charm."
 

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