Oh, Death

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War!Calum and Famine!Luke on the top/side

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"North Carolina, eh?" Michael said while pulling away from the strip club.

"That's what Gabriel said. Why don't you guys like him?" Mia climbed over the front seat, careful not to touch him and sat in the front seat with Michael.

"He's one of God's right hand men. Also one of the reasons we were split up. He doesn't like us, we don't like him. So I'm curious to why he told you where we were." Michael glanced over at her then focused back on the road.

"I sorta tortured him." Mia said sheepishly while fumbling with her hands.

"You tortured an Angel? How?" Mia opened up her jacket and pulled out the long silver dagger, similar to the one Michael had.

"Had the ring of fire and would just kinda cut him, y'know?" Michael glanced at the dagger and nodded slowly.

"How'd you get the dagger? I mean I have one. Along with one for Demons. But your human?" Michael kept one hand on the wheel and leaned the other against his door.

"It was given to me. It's been in my family for a long time. I got it along with all these Latin books and things." Michael's breath hitched and he groaned loudly. "What? What is it?" Mia looked around then back at Michael.

"Nothing. It's nothing. My head just hurts." Michael lied with a grin and sighed, trying to stay focused on finding Famine.

"How long should the drive take?" Mia asked, relaxing in her seat.

"Longer than you think. Few days. Maybe more." Mia nodded with a sigh, climbing into the back seat. Michael watched in his rear view mirror as she took off her jacket and made a makeshift pillow, sprawling herself on the back seat. She clutched the dagger and shut her eyes, hoping she could get some sleep.

Michael smiled fondly at the sight and put an AC DC cassette tape into the slot, playing it softly so it wouldn't wake her.

Death would occasionally glance in his side mirrors, making sure the two Mustangs were following behind. Michael didn't enjoy having to look for his brothers, he would rather have them by his side. He just wants them near. He also want God off his case but that's not happening anytime soon.

If your wondering why God and Death have such a big beef with each other, it's because Angel Michael and God never give Death credit for all the work he does for them. He's like the groundskeeper of Earth. He's no King of the Crossroads or anything super special but his job is important. Also he's the most stubborn. So if Lucifer is loose, everyone is going to turn to him for help because God will give in at that point. Angels will just scatter for answers. People would be willing to kill Death in order to get that ring. No gun can kill Death, but a sickle can. A special kind of sickle.

So he's willing to make a pretty big bargain for it. King of Hell possibly? Death just wants some more credit for what he does. Is that too much to ask? Apparently yes.

God has all his little Angels wrapped around his finger. They'll do anything for him. That includes sending the Horsemen away from each other just to piss them off.

Michael scanned over all of these thoughts as he drove, trying to figure out why they would send them apart. Or to why Gabriel would just tell Mia everything. He's pretty tough to crack, even with torture. Michael has a slight idea to why he would, though.

Michael thinks Mia is either a fallen Angel or something along those lines, or God has a very scary plan for her. Either way, both of those options aren't good. Being a fallen Angel usually implies you being very close with other Angels, but only they know why. And you don't remember your time as an Angel. You just kinda fell and got a concussion so to speak.