Spiritus Animalis (Empath #2) ✔️

Chapter Twelve

"What do you mean Lucifer knows about me?" Althea exclaimed. "Ezra what the hell?! There's no way that he's going to try anything that stupid,"

"I told you that you wouldn't like it," Ezra responded.

"Is that all?" Abigail questioned.

"No," Emily answered instead. "We have to make your training quicker and a lot harder than you are used to."

Althea and Abigail looked over at each other with worry. Thinking that maybe they'd be rushing things a little too fast. Althea gulped nervously thinking that if she didn't get things done correctly then she'd be in grave danger. Although going up against the devil was something that she'd wondered what would be like. Maybe this time she might be able to summon her weapon and try to keep it and solidify it.

"Are we sure that this is going to work?" Abigail asked.

"It better otherwise we're in for a shock," Ezra responded.

Peter paused. Unable to figure out if he should say something or just stand there looking like an idiot. Clearing his throat, he stood from the couch.

"Look, if we're going to stop the servants we need to figure out where else they're hold up in," Peter said. "I'll go find them,"

"No way," Ezra said. "Last time that happened you got kidnapped. This time I'm going with you."

Peter groaned. Last thing he needed was to be babysat by a damn angel. But then again at least he and Ezra could catch up.

Peter opened his mouth, ready to say something when Ezra held up his hand and shook his head. "Don't even try it, we're going and that's final,"

Peter glanced around the room as everyone including Emily smirked. Not willing to take any of his chances to argue, Peter nodded and the two left the cabin to search for the Servants.

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Adam laughed at the thought that Peter and Ezra were working together and not fighting against each other. It was true that Peter had switched sides. But then again, he never really knew what he wanted. Peter was nothing more than a pawn in their plan. Which sometimes went their way but other times it went a completely opposite position. Watching through his scrying mirror he witnessed Peter and Ezra leaving the cabin.

"You idiot, if you had stayed with use, we could have made you powerful," Adam growled. "But now here we are once again on the completely opposite side of the battle. A battle between good and evil."

"Are you complaining again?" a voice beamed from somewhere in the forest.

The sun was setting soon it would be nightfall. The wind whistled through the trees as the voice spoke louder and more authoritative. "Answer me!"

"Master!" Adam exclaimed. "I...."

"Yes?" Lucifer spoke.

Adam watched as Lucifer's form began to appear before him. It was misty but he could make out Lucifer's features. Broad shoulders, he stood with a purpose. If Adam squinted, he could make out wilting feathers. His armor was nothing more than leather and a skirt that reminded him vaguely of a Greek warrior. An unusual choice for him. In his left hand, Adam saw what he assumed was a staff.

The staff was made of blackened stone from the depths of the underworld. A skull from one of the damned was placed at the top and while Adam saw Lucifer's angelic form, he knew that with his visit nothing good could come from it.

"I am not complaining," Adam explained. "I am simply angered by the betrayal of Peter, he pledged his allegiance to you my Lord, but then he switched sides all because your brother, Ezra changed his mind," he continued. "I don't know how much longer I can take before I attack him."

"Ah... I see..." Lucifer said. "Well in that case, why don't you take your chances and go after him," he continued. "I assume that Mammon gave you the chains, take those chains and kidnap the angels."

"But If I try to, then Althea and her stupid friend are going to stop me,"

"You must be vigilant, take the youngest angel first, the one they call... Emily," He ordered in a raspy voice. "Emily would do anything and everything she can to protect the ones she loves; besides I've had my fair share of being in her head when she was human."

"Sir?"

"Emily will be the first, don't worry about Ezra," Lucifer responded. "He's becoming human anyway, once he does, he'll be easier to kill,"

Adam looked at him, surprised. He never thought that it would at all be possible for an angel to turn human.

"You don't know?" Lucifer asked. "Well then, I will explain it to you, if an Angel spends more time with their charge, they become more human, much like those wannabe gods. Trust me, you will have your chance, as the minute Ezra loses all his angelic abilities, he will be unable to return to heaven and I will find a way to force him to join me."

Adam didn't get the chance to say anything as suddenly, flames erupted around Lucifer as he vanished back into the pits of hell. Adam looked over at the chains that were lying by his bag and made his way over to them. He pulled the iron chains out at the same time an idea clicked in his head. Adam pulled out his scrying mirror and ordered it to show him where Emily and Abigail were at.

A misty fog appeared and dissipated revealing the angel and the two girls talking back at the cabin. That would have been hard for him to get by if he was going to capture the angel bitch. Of course, he'd be able to make do with it.

"Emily I'm coming for you first."

Adam stuffed the scrying mirror and the chains into the bag before leaving the forest and heading toward the girls hiding place.

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Emily's wings ruffled, her stomach in knots and she was so not pleased with what her charge had been doing, the fact that she started hitting on Peter was so not right. In fact, something was off about the whole situation. Not about Peter but constantly her thoughts followed her all the way back to the Servants. She glanced at her charge and Althea before stepping away while they were currently distracted by talking about a plan.

Emily walked out of the cabin and walked through the forest deep in thought. However, she did have a bad feeling. She looked around the forest which was suddenly still. Not a single bird was chirping nor a little forest creature scurrying around the forest ground.

"Somethings wrong..." Emily said to herself. She summoned her whip and with a flick of her wrist she snapped her whip toward a tree. A cry was heard from the other side as she tugged on her whip from behind, she saw that it was one of the servants. "You..." she said.

"Hello Emily," Jennifer said. "You haven't changed much,"