Son of Perseus ✓

Eight

Bohdana and Akachi helped lead Jasoslav, who was still stumbling from blood loss.

"Come on," Pagan called, leading the group through the crowded streets of Aexiazan. "This way."

"Where are we going?" Lukyan asked.

"Somewhere safe...or at least I hope so," Pagan answered. 

The group of five continued to weave in and out of traffic, before heading down a staircase, into an alleyway and stopping.

Pagan swallowed before knocking on the old, crumbling door five times.

"Come in," an echoey voice responded.

Pagan cracked open the door, pushing it open more and more. She stepped into the doorway. Then, she gazed back at Bohdana, Jasoslav, Lukyan, and Akachi. "It's okay. It's safe here." She headed in.

Bohdana, Akachi, and Lukyan all exchanged a glance before helping Jasoslav in. 

A tall man with dark hair, wearing a tuxedo, closed the door behind them. He had bright orange eyes. "Pagan."

Pagan nodded to him. "Yuriy."

"Who?" Akachi pulled a confused face.

Pagan sighed. "This is a friend of mine--Yuriy Kozakov." Then she pointed to a couple of other guys. "That's Kyros--Yuriy's brother. Then there's Jin Xiao." 

A girl with dark hair and glasses then said, "I'm Zorya." She pointed to two other girls. "These two are Heliko and Malaika." 

"Wait," Lukyan began. "Kyros? Yuriy? Zorya? We heard your names back at Hell's Grand Bar."

Kyros nodded. "Yeah. We're a big deal around here... Being the children of Gabriel after all."

Yuriy then commented, "Lucifer probably had plans to use us, but that's not going to happen in a million years."

Four more figures headed out into the room.

Pagan smiled. "Kids, these are some more of my comrades--Zaizriiel, Nine, Liulfr, and..."

"Seth!" Akachi shouted, wide-eyed and excited. He let go of Jasoslav and rushed over to embrace the woman.

Lukyan quickly lurched forward to support Jasoslav.

"Sounds like someone's happy to see me," Sethunya Ouko commented, chuckling.

"You know her?" Bohdana asked, with a raised eyebrow.

Akachi nodded. "Yeah. She's my half-sister!"

Pagan took a seat, so she could adjust her pink hair that was falling out of the ponytail.

"So, she's a werewolf like you?"

"Not exactly," Sethunya said. She took a deep breath before slowly shifting.

Bohdana gawked.

What stood in Seth's spot was a spotted-hyena.

"Woah..."

Then, Seth morphed back. "Ta-da!"

"That's cool and all," Lukyan started. "But my friend here is gonna bleed to death if we don't do something."

"I'm fine, Luka. 'Tis a flesh-wound..." Jasoslav slurred his words, before stumbling forward. He nearly slipped--he would've if Liulfr hadn't caught him.

Liulfr started saying, "Woah, hold on there, tiger. Have a seat." He helped the boy to a chair and had him sit down. "Let's just see how bad this is." Liulfr flipped over Jasoslav's hand to see the palm and his wrist coated in purple. 

Liulfr then turned to Nine, who had a nearly-almost-permanent smile. "Get me some wet rags and bandages."

Nine nodded, turning away, and making their way down the hallway.

Liulfr turned back to face Jasoslav. "Can I ask how this happened?"

"Lucifer," Jasoslav choked out. "...wanted to make a call to Perseus... Needed me."

Liulfr sighed. "I should've guessed. My brothers are always doing stupid things like this."

Akachi looked slightly surprised when he heard 'my brothers'. 

Zaizriiel then sounded out, "If you guys don't mind me asking, who are you guys?"

Bohdana was the first to respond. "I'm Bohdana Romanova--Zorkoth's daughter."

Nine re-entered the room with the rag and bandages.

Liulfr smiled at them. "Thanks." He took the supplies. Then, Liulfr began to wipe down the wound.

"I'm Akachi Kariuki--Sethunya's half-brother... And a very distant descendant of Aahmasaha." He pointed to Jasoslav. "That's Jason Sklair." 

Jasoslav shot him a weak look.

"Er, I mean Jasoslav Sklairov," Akachi corrected himself. "He's the son of Dasha Sklairova and Perseus Andrysiak."

Jin raised an eyebrow and chuckled. "Wow. How about that?"

Zaizriiel's gaze slowly shifted to fall upon Lukyan. "What about you?"

Lukyan nervously gulped. "I-I'm Lukyan," he stammered.

"He's Xisuthros's son," Akachi chipped in.

"Xisuthros?" 

"Yeah..." Lukyan trailed off before continuing. "You said your name was Zaizriiel. Are you the Zaizriiel? As in Zephyria Xenakis's son, Zaizriiel?"

Zaizriiel nodded.

While the others had been talking, Liulfr had dressed Jasoslav's wound. "That should heal up in no time..." His smile faded a little. "Or, I hope it would." He stood. "Come on, Jasoslav. You should rest."

Jasoslav slowly stood. He gazed back at his friends before following Liulfr down the corridor.