Ignite: The Archangels Chronicles

Belial leaned into his brother and was saying something Azreal couldn't hear, but whatever it was made his twin jerk back and whip his head in her direction.

Finnaly getting a grip on herself Azreal stood up, just as Belial's deep voice boomed out "We Forefit!"

His twin threw up his hands in exasperation, and stared at his brother saying "You better be right about this!" His silver hair falling across his eyes, as he furiously batted the irritating strands away, and huffed off towards the exit calling, "Well, lets go clean up this mess!"

Minx's words made it seem like he was upset with what he was about to deal with, but he had this weird sadistic smile on his face and he seemed almost.. giddy.

Suddenly, and with out her permission, a densely muscled arm wrapped around Azreal's waist as Belial pulled her tightly up against his broad c.h.e.s.t. Looking down into her face, Belial was a good head taller than her, and his eyes were forest green and ringed in gold, framed by thick black lashes. He was the most handsome man she had ever seen. Belial looked perplexed as he arched one thick black brow and said "How strange to have found you here.."

Azreal was puzzled by his words, and opened her mouth to disapprove of his invasion of her personal space, but nothing came out. She couldn't think with him this close.

Jaspers screeching voice cut out sharply over the crowd.

"Guards seize them!" He was spitting mad now, from this fight ending so abruptly and being so blatantly ignored in such a public way. By his own paid mercenaries, no less. Even Azreal had a deal with him.

Azreal gulped down a large breath and pushed herself away from Belial, her mind immediately feeling clearer the second their skin lost contact.

Guards were entering the pit now and Azreal was unsure of how to proceed.

'Hadn't she technically won the match? Why was she being arrested?'

Azreal turned to look up at Jasper and ask just that, when she saw the bloodl.u.s.t in his eyes and the smarmy smile on his lips. Jasper had planned on her losing tonight and had probably staked a great deal on this match. Azreal knew nothing she could say would help her now.

The stadium had turned into sheer pandemonium, and Azreals eyes frantically searched for Lucia and the rest of her thirteen in the crowd.

There.

A group of guards had surrounded them, and one soldier had on an iron glove and was grabbing Lucia trying to arrest her as she defended the rest of her group.

Azreal could see their fear blatantly on their faces, they were scared to stand up for themselves. Azreal saw Eros hulking form lock up, frozen, unsure what he should do. It made her grind her teeth. She wouldn't let them be taken. Not again. Not ever.

Jasper was still screaming his threats and Azreal forgot about the Demon twins and started fighting her way towards the upper lip of the pit to her friends.

The guards were closing in on Quinn and his mother Vessa. Quinn had his arms thrown wide trying to protect his mother from the groping hands of Jasper's disgusting guards. Bea, stood stark still, Amber eyes wide with shock as she gripped a shaking hand of Zarin's. Tarquin and Jess were telling the others to just cooperate with the guards so no one got hurt. Boah and Lynn had their hands on their swords but were unsure how to proceed, unable to process how everything had gone to hell so quickly.

Pumping her legs as hard as she could, Azreal knew, even with her sword dripping blood as she slashed out, cutting down anyone trying to stop her from reaching them, that she wouldn't make it in time to stop her new family from being taken unless she used her full powers.

Azreal screamed out angrily "FIGHT THEM! FIGHT BACK!" Her amethyst eyes darkened, began shifting to black as she called upon her angels powers.

Drawing her blade up in a high arch as she slashed out, clashing her blade against her next victim. Sweat was blurring her vision, pushing her body to go faster, hit harder. She would make it to them or she would burn this city to the f.u.c.k.i.n.g ground.

Just as Azreal was about to finally release her pent up wings, Jasper's screams halted suddenly.

Azreal had multiple cuts on her arms and legs from fighting so many guards at once. Her blood was dripping on the sand, and her breath was heavy in her c.h.e.s.t as she cut down her final opponent.

Azreal licked her parched lips and looked up over the rim of the pit. The guards surrounding Lucia, Quinn, and the others, had stopped their advance. Azreal was proud to see Boah and Lynn standing over a few unmoving guards, their own swords dripping with scarlet. Azreal tried making eye contact with one of them, but she noticed everyone was staring at somthing behind her, a hush falling over the crowd.

Behind her she could hear Belial incredulously yell up to his brother "That was your plan?!"

Slowly Azreal turned on her heel, sword now limp in her hand, a sea of bodies around her.

Her eyes went straight for Belial, His wide, muscular back was to her and his head was craned back to look up at his twin brother. Azreal followed his line of sight and gasped out her surprise.

Minx's silver hair glinted in the moonlight, he was pressed up against Jasper's back. At first it just looked as if Minx had leaned in closely to share a private thought with him, but as your eyes travel further down you'll see Minx's long sword pierced though Jaspers stomach, blood seeping in a river of red, collecting at his feet.

Minx's smile chilled Azreal to the bone as he replied "You made the mess, brother. I was simply trying to clean it up." And with that last sentence, wrenched his sword from Jaspers cooling carcass.

"... And i think it was a much better plan than hers.." Minx lifted his blade once more to point at Azreal. "She was going to kill everyone, I just killed the c.o.c.kroach in charge." He smiled smugly, feeling quite self righteous.

Belial scoffed and rolled his eyes "She was hardly going to kill everyone..." Belial trailed off as he turned around and witnessed the full magnitude of Azreal's slaughter. His handsome face shocked at the depth of mayhem she had wrought so fast.

Azreal smiled sheepishly and countered "Well I wouldn't have killed so many if you had just done your job a little sooner instead of hiding in the Shadows." Fluttering her eyes and smiling sweetly.

Belial chuckled, and Minx snorted.

Belial turned and called up to his brother again, and said "You do know that your now the head disciple, and the only way to step down is banishment or death, right?"

Minx hissed in a breath "Ooh yeah, I'm not doing that."

And with that, the crowd erupted around them, free from laws, with no head disciple, people were free to do as they please. Which was almost the worst possible outcome, because now the whole city will go up in smoke. Between all the looting and violence, there will be no one and nothing left in this damn town.