The war between the Over and Under worlds began eons ago, no one remembers why or how it all became but all knew the battle brought more violence and blood shed cycling over intoall endlessness. The humans tossed in made Nephilim's and Cambion's added to the battle. Battle fields of man fighting for their lords.
Supro, lord of the Over world, angel of valor and light met Infra, Queen of the Under world, demon of power and lust. First time they saw face to face, their meeting in Inter world sprung a new idea between their worlds as the two met another. What if they put their tensions aside and came together? The two tried to unite but the 2 worlds had hurt one another to much that they couldn't get any one to forgive the acts of the other.
The battle won by the Over world, the field cleared as the warriors left. Supro's sword to Infra's neck. "What do you have to say, demon?" asked Supro assertively.
"You're not that bad looking, Mr. Tall, dark and handsome." Smirked Infra, reaching for her chain blade.
"I'm not here to flirt." Supro stabbed his sword into the chain to her blade.
"What are you here for then?"
"To assist my people and I did."
Infra stood up and dusted herself off. "Alright." She wrapped her arms around him. "Mwahahah BAM!" he jumped. She let him go and laughed. "Got you! I don't even know how to blow up. Man you're so uptight."
"Can't you take this serious? You were just defeated."
"Meh, this was nothing, try better. Oh you're so interesting." Wings of black came out of her back. "Can you make flappy things come out your back?"
"Their wings and of course, don't you know who I am?"
"Nope, not a clue but I'm sure I could with some assistance on your part." She pulled out a note pad and wrote on it then tossed it at him. "Catch."
It bounced off his chest onto the grass below. "You're a strange demon."
"Oh my god what's that?!" she pointed behind Supro.
When he turned to look, she vanished. "Oh common." He picked up the paper. "What a strange girl, so much energy, seeing her as such makes me feel energetic." The letter had a location on it with a goofy drawing she made of him. Curious he went to the location in secret in the Inter world of humans, blending in they met at a bar. She was partying with some drunks when he walked in. Taking a seat by himself she came over and joined him. "Woohoo you really came!"
"I don't turn down an invite when I'm free." He replied.
"Alright Mr. Sir what's your name?"
"I can't say for reasons so you can call me whatever you like."
"How about Miles? You look like a Miles."
"And your name?"
"I'm uhhhhh unable to tell you my name to... bummer..." she thought for a moment. "You can call me whatever you like."
"Annoying."
"That's not a name!" she complained.
"How about Simone?"
"Oo that's pretty but I was thinking Arthur or Samson."
"Those are boys names."
"Well I thought they sounded cool, Miles what do you do fun?"
"Work, my duty is most important. When free I rest."
"Over world sounds boring, you guys don't party?"
"Occasional balls or weddings, do they count?"
"I guess." She grabbed his hand. "What do you wish you could do?" she asked in all seriousness.
"What I want? I desire nothing, it's not my place to wish or long for anything different."
"Everyone wishes for something, dreams make people happy."
"Then I dream to dream."
"Then wish it, just wishing it means you dream for something you can't reach. I've watched humans for a time now and they're the most wishful beings, so emotional, so neutral. I dream of living like them, every night a dream, every loss a wish, every challenge a goal, every face a new world."
"Sounds difficult."
"It's not fun if it's easy but just like you my works in the way." She smiled to Supro. "Man this is so weird! We should dance! Have some fun no matter what race we are!"
Supro cracked a smile. "Yeah."
"Do my eyes deceive me? You can smile."
"I can't help it with you around, always smiling." Standing he pulled Infra over to dance to the song the guest singer sung here in the bar. "Hope you can dance."
"Of course I can."
They laughed as they danced around like idiots, a few humans jumped in to dance as well, drunk and falling all over one another. Enjoying the fun and laughter till a slow song came on and in sink they moved gently back and forth. She look to his sky blue eyes and he looked to hers, her's a blood crimson. Supro felt different drew himself closer to her and she did the same until a glimpse over his shoulder she noticed a demon walk in, pushing him away she faded to black, vanishing before him.
"Did I do something wrong?" Supro questioned himself, his actions as he left back to his world above. As he rested, his mind filled of the memory at the bar. When he awoke he felt mixed up inside, in the Over world feeling is not normal, all is straight forward and rational, all play a part. He was king, but he now felt young and curious. After work he flew back to the bar to see if him new friend was there, to his disappointment she wasn't and it was that way. He wished for the slightest chance to see her and have fun again. The high turned to low as it became only a memory, a dream.
When the next battle arose he arrived late, fellow angels noticed his change in character, how he cut through the demons like a scythe to the grass, no blessing or care to share until he spotted his Simone. Calling out to her she looked right to him in fear as a demon stab right into Supro. In anger the grabbed the demon and bashed his skull to the ground. "Don't touch me!" he yelled at the top of his lungs drawing everyone's attention to him. "Kill all of them!"
The angels yelled back with courage and started driving back the demons. As the sun rose the demons retreated and Supro commanded the angels home. Only the leaders stood, Supro and Infra. Infra went up to him and lightly punched him. "You alright?" she asked.
He pulled her close and kissed her, she let in and the next moment she pushed him away. "To soon?" he worried, now nervous. "I just don't how to feel but this right now, when you're around I feel..."
"No, no that was great, wasn't expecting that but hey expect the unexpected. You're alright with this?"
"I am, I have nothing to hide."
"Well I do, you. Mind if we continue elsewhere?"
"Not at all."
Night came and Supro lay beside Infra cuddling her in his arm as she slept. For a while it when on as such, meeting up in private, checking into an inn until one stopping coming to meet for a few weeks. Supro kept going to the meeting despite Infra's absence. After the weeks passed she finally came in worried, catching her breath as she sat down. "Miles I need to talk to you about something! It's very important."
He took a seat and replied. "I'm listening."
In came a Nephilim soldier, Infra covered herself with a hood as over he came to Supro. "Supro, sir we need you in Over world."
"One moment, Nimiah. I'll be right there." Replied Supro and the soldier left. "Sorry about that but works calling. Can we make this brief?"
Infra stood up and slapped Supro. "You didn't tell me you were Supro! The Supro!"
"It's irrelevant. My name doesn't matter. It doesn't change how I fell about you."
"I've been sleeping with the king of angels, you don't know how bad that makes me look! I'm Infra lord of demons!"
"Calm down. We don't have to tell anyone."
"It's hard not to when your pregnant! I can't hide that!"
"Wait you're..." he stood up and went to hug her but she drew her blade to him.
"It's funny how things work, so star-crossed, I guess it wasn't meant to be." She vanished before him again.
Angered he turned the table and flew back to the Over world.
Many months passed and Supro depressed stayed in Over world until a letter came for him by the name Simone. He recognized her doodle of him and tore it open to see a new location on it. He abandoned his throne to fly down to Inter world. Location by a farm where sat Infra cooped and shielded from the rain by her black wings. Running over to her soaking wet he called out to her. "Simone!"
She lifted her wing to, look to him. "Over here." She replied.
He slid over and cupped his wings around hers. "How are you feeling? How far along are you?"
She lifted her other wing reviling a baby. "I'm... sorry..."
"It's alright. I forgive you but I'm not sure what to do from here..."
She handed the baby to Supro. "He's a hybrid."
"No matter, Nephilim's stalk the streets of Over world."
"I was thinking we leave him here in Inter world."
"You want to live here like humans? I could raise him but it's risky sense he's an asura. The elders may not approve and have him put down."
"Its safer here, he'll just be weaponized if we take him from here. He could live like a human, not worry about the warring worlds. Neutral in inter world."
"I wish he could come with me, I'll make time to spend with him and teach him everything on being an angel."
"It's not my place to wish or long for anything different but I understand where you came from."
"Why does it hurt so much to leave you?" Supro hugged the boy in his arms. He looked to Infra "I'll trust you on this."
"This farms got a young couple with few kids, thought it was perfect. The farm life."
"What about us?"
"We move on like nothing happened..."
"Was it all for nothing?"
"We're lords, our jobs leading not loving."
"Can we visit him?"
"He'd question our absence."
"What if he meets us?"
"Do what you please, he'd be an adult by then. Now stop making this harder and go give him to them. You're an angel. Humans worship you."
Supro hugged Infra and gave his farewell as he went to the farm house. Nocking at the door a woman and man came to the door. "Hello? Who would be about at this time... oh." The woman saw Supro's wings and self.
Supro down on his knees begged to them. "I am Supro, lord of angels, I beg you take my son." Tears rolled down his face. "I dream of living with him but he doesn't fit in where I am so I beg you take him to live as a human with you..."
Agreeing the couple took in the boy and Infra and Supro returned to how it was before they met.
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Interworlder:Son Of Kings
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