Nameless

Chapter 23 Paradise

Author notes: English is not my first language, so please forgive my mistakes and awkward writing. This is NOT for profit. I don't own them. AU (as in Alternate Universe) and maybe OOC (as in Out of Character). Characters belong to their rightful owners.

Author notes 2: I'm forever thankful to @SunnyAlSorna and @JJSin2020 for editing this. Without your help, I couldn't have done it. All remaining errors are totally mine. Thanks for your votes and comments, they really motivate me to keep writing.

Author Notes 3: The song is Paradise (What about us?) by Whitin Temptation ft. Tarja Turunen

Author Notes 4: Thank you for reading this story to the end. Please, leave a final comment if you're willing.

Chapter 23. Paradise

Armaros continued chanting before the bewildered stares of Samyaza, Zhan, and Bo. At some point, he produced a small knife from within his clothes, and made a cut on his left hand, and poured some of his blood onto the symbols he had drawn on the floor, while his invocation continued.

To ignorant ears, his words appeared to be gibberish, but at some point Zhan recognized the invocation. His eyes widened in awe and fear just thinking about who Armaros was calling for.

He had no time to dwell on it. Unexpectedly, a blinding light filled the room while the outline of a being with a regal stance slowly appeared in front of them.

Zhan recognized it at once, "Michael," he whispered. Armaros had summoned the Prince of Angels to Earth! After the intense light faded a little bit, everyone in the room fell on their knees, some out of true respect, some out of mere habit and some out of verifiable fear.

Michael appeared to be furious due to the disturbance, he turned to Armaros swiftly and looked at him with menacing eyes, "What's the meaning of this, Armaros? You have been out of Heaven for so long. How dare you summon me?!"

"I have important reasons brother," Armaros responded. He tried to look sure of himself, but he was intimidated and it showed since neither him nor anybody else had dared to raise their head or their body from their kneeling position.

"Reasons? What reasons? You're a traitor. You left Heaven for good. What could you possible need from me?"

In a daring movement, Armaros looked at Michael's face and answered him, "it's not for my benefit that I summoned you, it's for theirs." Armaros pointed at Zhan and Bo who were still kneeling and staring fixtedly at the floor.

Michael then took notice of the dagger in Samyaza's hand and at Zhan and Bo's state of undress. At first, Michael squinted his eyes as if noticing that something was out place. He recognized the essences but not the bodies.

"Wuxian? Are you...? Would both of you put some clothes on?!" He roared.

Zhan and Bo nodded and stood up to put some clothes on. After kneeling, Samyaza had been dumbfounded enough to let Yi Bo free from his hold. There was not much that he could do now, he had to bide his time and avoid losing sight of his real objective, which was to make Wei Wuxian his.

Unable to talk to each other in the middle of this situation, Bo looked into Zhan's eyes for the briefest of moments, Zhan looked back and the recognition and understanding they found was sufficient to elicit tiny soft smiles from each other. However, they remained concerned.

Once dressed, both went back to their kneeling position, waiting to find out Armaros' motives in summoning Michael.

"Explain!" Michael ordered Armaros. Samyaza kept quiet, thinking about how to get what he wanted.