"I have an idea, let's go to the moonlight bar! It'll be a great distraction for us. I heard it's Karaoke night tonight" Santiago says trying to change the topic.
Everyone of course mutually agrees although it would slightly worry me because I'm blind but there's nothing I can't handle so eventually I agree as well.
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"You know... you should be lucky you're blind- these men are an embarrassment to every single realm" Cain chuckles. We were sitting down at a booth across the bar. According to him, Madden and Santiago were making out as Lucifer was downing shots."It sounds awful!" I exaggerate my words.
"Oh, it is," He says laughing at my comment. "I'm going to grab a drink, do you want anything?"
"No, it's okay" I smile. He leaves me alone and I was met with my thoughts once again. I sensed that there was an extreme use of dark magic and blood magic nearby, the worst combination ever. Suddenly the air starts to smell as if someone had set something on fire. The smell of smoke was intense and it started to make me feel lightheaded. I slightly coughed as I stood up from the booth covering my nose and mouth.
Cain looks in my direction for a solid second to make sure I was okay. He was about to look away again until he noticed the stranger near me was holding a small but deadly gun. I was shoved back into my seat as gunshots started to be heard. There was a huge commotion in the club and everyone had exited except the five of us. Their attention was already on us. The armed stranger shoves his gun next to my head. "If any of you approach me, I'll shoot him" He warns.
"Bold of you to come to attack us, do you know who I am?" Lucifer says annoyed as he slurs his words a bit. Everyone was wasted but they were still in the right mindset... I think. Who am I kidding? They're going to get us killed, starting with me.
The stranger snickers. "You've been spending too much time in this realm that you've gotten soft, not to mention your power is slowly fading through the cracks," He says in amusement. "Besides, I'm only here to deliver a message"
"From who?" Madden asks.
"From Lilith, my intention isn't to hurt anyone but if you don't let me bring him to her then I'm afraid a little blood must be shed"
"Taking advantage of the blind? Ouch!" I chuckle before grabbing his hand leaning the gun away from me. I twist his other arm, soon having him pinned on the semi-empty table.
"That's my best friend," Madden says in awe.
I break a glass cup on the stranger's head and he falls unconscious. A familiar face appears in front of us. "I thought you..."
"You can't get rid of me that easy" Ezra's dark voice sends shivers down my spine.
"He's mine," Madden says taking a wand out. He chains the traitorous demon to the floor giving me enough time to move away from him.
..God? I hate having to turn to you but I need your help. I'd do anything just, please. Help me, help us.
Suddenly all noises quickly disappeared and I felt a light presence near me. "Anything?" A familiar voice was heard.
"Where am I?" I ask.
"In between heaven and hell but not quite earth yet, I heard your voice and thought this should be good. Never thought someone like you would need my help. Let me guess, Lucifer couldn't help you? Isn't enough already?"
I sigh. "Look, I had my fun but I didn't know I would end up putting my friends in danger" I explain.
"Your friends? You mean- the king of the underworld, his son, and two idiot wizards? Not to mention that one of them is a delinquent..."
"They're good people! Better than you ever were! Now, are you going to help me or not?"
"As long as you come back and change your ways"
"That's not happening"
"Think about it, I give you your eyes back and magic," The godly being says. "You'll be a fully restored angel"
"I can't..."
"I could just let your friends die"
"You're the devil wearing a halo... you're absolutely mad"
"Deal? Or no Deal?"
"Fine! Deal! Just stop this!"
"That's all I needed to hear," She says before a loud ringing was heard. At that moment, I thought I was going to go deaf. Before I knew it, she had reset
time.The things she could do with the snap of her fingers yet she won't ever actually try and restore peace. "You have so much power yet you don't use it how you should, you're no saint"
"Neither are you, we're the same Malachi"
"We are from that" I replied sourly.
"Everything's back to how it was, kind of. Lilith is alive but has no memory of you. She's in the underworld where she belongs. Your friends are all in Cain's house. They don't remember the recent events. All they know is that supposedly Lilith was banished from your realm. As for Ezra? He's going to be asking for forgiveness soon"
"Forgiveness? What did you do?
"Nothing! I simply restored time right before it collapsed. Ezra doesn't remember recent events either. He feels guilty about what had happened"
"So... Can I go back? With them, I mean?"
"No, we made a deal. I will let you say your goodbyes though. Get it done quick, I'll be here waiting"
And with that, I had appeared in front of Cain's home where everyone was. I lightly knock on the door and soon it was being opened. "Marcus? Where the hell have you been?! You just disappeared on us!" Madden starts to complain.
"I can't stay long" I mumble quietly.
He paused to look at me. "What do you mean?" He asks stepping aside so I can walk through which I do.
"It's a long story" I simply say. "Cain?"
"Yeah?" He yells from the couch. "Oh, Marcus! You're here"
"Can you come upstairs really quick? I need your help with something"
"Sure!"
He appears by my side hooking his arm with mine to help me walk upstairs without getting hurt or tripping over anything. "Seal our presence" I whisper. He looks at me confused but does it anyways. "I made a deal she God to protect you guys"
"What are you talking about? What was the deal?"
"He said he would save you guys if I came back to heaven. I don't want to go back there! It is terrifying, I cannot live like this- you have to help me" I plead.
"Okay," The demon breathes out. "Here's what we're going to do..."
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