AN: Surprise! A double update! Merry Christmas everyone! I promise I'll get to Starlight Wings next after this. Hope you all enjoy your holidays
There was such a stunned and horrified silence in the Hospital Wing that one could hear a fly's wings flapping, and they'd sound like a bomb going off. Whatever horrible experience they expected Moxxie to have gone through was nothing compared to the truth. Millie couldn't help but wrap her arms around her husband, who had silently started crying as he talked about one of the most fucked up childhoods that any of them had ever heard about. Being in Hell, you think you'd seen or heard of it all, yet this took the cake.
"...That's fucked up," Rachmiel said, which got everyone to stare at him in surprise. "What?"
"You can curse?" Loona asked in surprise.
Rolling his eyes, Rachmiel answered, "Yes, I can curse. I just don't do it often. Saying a bad word here and there isn't a sin. Jeez, how stuck up do you think we Angels are?"
Loona opened her mouth.
"Never mind. Don't answer."
She closed it and shrugged.
"What happened after?" Blitzo asked as everyone refocused on Moxxie again.
"I met my other siblings. Each of them skilled in various means of assassination, combat, or other means useful for the revolution," Moxxie continued with a sigh. "I wouldn't say we were really a family. At least compared to most. Our main focus was just doing whatever our parents told us to do. We developed our personalities and skills but were told not to let it be our focus. The mission is what all that mattered."
"Did your parents even love you?" Octavia asked, but this made Moxxie snort.
"I don't think my parents knew any love but for themselves and the cause," Moxxie growled. "I don't even know if they saw us as children or just tools. My guess is the latter."
"And Tyson is one of your siblings," Millie whispered.
"Yes," Moxxie nodded. " Artificial Combat Designed Demolitionist-110109200512, that's his real name."
"So on that day when he came to meet us," Millie realized with horror.
"He was already strapped with enough explosives to blow us to bits," Moxxie sighed, which made everyone pale in horror. "That friendliness we were doing? It was all fake. From both of us. I pretend to be happy to see him to keep him from doing anything that would hurt you."
"Why not just kill you then and there?" Loona asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Because he wants something from me," Moxxie answered as he gripped his fist. "He wants the location of where our parents are being held prisoner."
"Wait, your parents are alive?" Stolas was in disbelief and fury. "The news said they were dead! Why, in the name of every celestial object in the sky, did Lucifer and the others allow them to live?! After everything they've done?!"
"My parents know the secrets to creating perfect biological weapons. You don't think that Hell's elite wouldn't want that for their own gain or to use it against Heaven?" Moxxie pointed out with a raised eyebrow.
This made Stolas frown, but he couldn't offer a rebuttal. It made too much sense. Lucifer was always trying to find some extra means to gain an edge over Heaven, and the prospect of having a new army of loyal, biologically advanced soldiers was too enticing to him. The other elites of Hell, including the Goetia, would also want their own super soldiers or assassins for their own personal plots and schemes. In times like this, Stolas really hated the "Great Game" of Hell, which caused more problems than solved.
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Healing Blitzo
Fiksyen PeminatSix months ago Blitzo was kidnapped and suffered at the hands of his abusers. The incident has forced him to become a shell of his former self. His mental and emotional state is cracking as he is forced to recall his past sins and guilt. Stolas is t...
