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Everything went to shit on friday, pipe broke, had to do repairs. Saturday worked all day, so I went to Halloween (no costume) drank till 5am. Got home at 7am, almost died on the way back. Repairs were finished yesterday.
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Baraqiel was still fighting Metatron but there was still a worried expression on his face. That explosion had not been part of the plan. Azazael was very meticulous about things like this. This was the exact opposite of a stealth mission.
" What is going on in there?" Baraqiel couldn't wait anymore, a tiny magic circle appeared near his ear and he asked Azazel through it
"Baraqiel change of plans. Forget about the angels. Kill as many vampires as you can in thirty minutes."
"What!" Baraqiel yelled out surprising Metatron since the latter was usually calm and collected
"What about the aftermath. You know what those crazy old Vampires will do"
Azazel chuckled " If they make thralls, leave it to Heaven. They left the dirty business to us, its time for them to pull their weight. Inform Metatron, the least we could do is warn them about the future troubles Michael will have"
Baraqiel shook his head 'Same old Azazel. Always looking for any advantage he could get, even in a situation like this' he sighed as he turned towards the angel in front of him
"Looks like we will have to cut this spar short Metatron"
Metatron raised an eyebrow as he crossed his hands. There was a solemn look on his face 'So they have succeeded. A pity for the dhampir child. But there was no other choice, this way nobody will be able to use the Graal for evil. May you rest in peace child, the gates of Heaven are open for all if you have not sinned. I shall personally guide your soul.'
"Oh and why is that?" Metatron played dumb, he was looking if he could get conformation on the kill from Baraqiel, even though he was 80% sure that they were done.
Baraqiel was old, these types of games were all too common and easily recognizable. At this point this manner of dealing with things became 'normal'.
"Well Azazel told us to go wild, so if any Vampire Ancestor makes a few thousand thralls it's up to you to handle it. Good luck brother" the muscular fallen shot Metatron a thumbs up before spreading his wings and flying away. Leaving behind a stunned angel.
"wait..What?! Baraqiel?! Baraqiel!! Get your submissive ass back here and explain!!!" Metatron chased after him, right down in the battlefield where the stronger Vampires were.
~ Kokabiel Fight
Kokabiel's battle was going as expected. It was a stalemate. To others it might sound unbelievable, after all Uriel was one of the Four Great Archangels. The strongest in Heaven. Uriel was below Chief Gods in power, but he was still very high up the rankings in Ultimate Class and Kokabiel was just a five pair Fallen, not even the strongest in Grigori.
So how was it a stalemate?
The answer was his army. Kokabiel only accepts minimum High Class Fallen in his army. A few managed to break through to the beginning of Ultimate over the centuries but that was their limit. They couldn't advance anywhere near the level of the weakest Cadre.
But for his strategies it was more than enough. Hundreds of fallen in his personal army were moving around, defending and attacking in units of 15 to 20 people.
They were personally scouted by him, because they were similar to him. All fallen who either fell due to wrath or lust for battle. Even as Uriel's attack pierced through a unit's defenses, the others did not flinch.
They moved with experience, another unit was right behind them, a rescue unit picked up the ones that were defeated. Each person moved with extreme efficiency. Achieved through training for centuries.
An Low Ultimate Class being could wipe out hundreds of high class opponents with little to no trouble. That was well known, it was a fact, and Kokabiel used that fact to his advantage.
Power in numbers as a unified force was still power. Using his natural talent as a tactician he trained them, taught them and fought against them using full power. These few hundred fallen breathe and think as one.
"Team B, D, H, L light him up"
"A, E, F, J. Water Shield!"
"G, K, M. Pincer from the sides"
Kokabiel yelled out commands while he himself was doing the best he could to keep up with Uriel.
Uriel's Holy Fire attack, was intercepted by 60 fallen who together made a complex water shield infused with Light affinity. A defense powered by that many successfully blocked the attack.
Uriel dodged a few attacks and blast a few units with just a large explosion of Holy Power. He was feeling stressed fighting against these madmen. There was no fear in their eyes only excitement, arousal from pain and a lust for battle.
He could have launched a powerful attack to blow away most of them, but if he overextends Kokabiel wouldn't hesitate to jump in and deal a serious blow even if it costs him a limb or more.
Uriel was powerful, much more than all of them combined. Yet in this situation it was like a T-Rex surrounded by hundreds of honey badgers or in more human terms a professional heavy weight boxer vs another middle weight boxer with 15 people behind him.
Yes the heavy weight boxer will have the advantage at the start, he will deal damage and take out a few. But as time goes on he will become tired, they are using coordinated attacks.
'Filthy Traitors. ' Uriel gritted his teeth ' I will incinerate you in the name of God!' he flew towards Kokabiel his body engulfed in Holy flames.
Kokabiel saw this and he smirked ' Guess enough time has passed, Uriel memorized my units and their roles so he is going all out.'
"Then let me return the favor! Zodiac Activate!!"
Behind Kokabiel a large magic circle appeared, it was as big as him, showing the twelve constellations and their signs. A purple gold aura enveloped
"Unlike Baraquiel whose power is in his blood, you have to connect to Heaven's system to activate that. Only you have special access to the Constellations so we can't ban you, but as a Fallen connecting to the system places a huge burden on your soul, that's why you rarely use it. Tell me how long can you last in this state?"
Kokabiel smiled " Enough to take off a limb from you." he raised his hand and clenched it. A symbol on the magic circle lit up. "Sagittarius"
A bow formed out of purple gold light, he pulled the string and all the light and energy focused into creating an arrow.
Uriel tried to put up a barrier, but two units pincered him and were ready to stab him with a light spear powered by all the fallen in that unit. He blocked the right side, while he threw fire at the left.
He had thought that would scare them off. He thought wrong.
The unit rushed through the flames even as their skin, their flesh was being burned off. Lunging the big light spear at Uriel's torso. But it was never that easy. Uriel reacted in time and used his arm to block, but the spear pierced through his defenses and into his forearm.
The unit who had attacked him burned to dust while laughing with big smiles on their faces. Uriel now had a 10cm hole in his arm, even with Holy Healing a scar would remain.
Kokabiel didn't miss this chance. He let go of the string. The arrow show out like a falling star. With incredible speed aimed at Uriel's heart.
The Archangel twisted his body and created a barrier. The arrow broke the barrier and lodged itself in his right shoulder, drilling a hole before it lost its momentum.
"KOKABIEL!" Uriel roared out and swung his hand, a vortex of holy flames shot out, distorting the air from its heat as it neared Kokabiel who raised his hand
"Aquarius." another symbol lit up, he waved his hand and a water wave rushed towards Uriel, extinguishing most of the flames. It was enough to fill an Olympic Swimming pool. 2.5 million liters of water.
"Aries" Kokabiel rushed at Uriel building up momentum, he got faster and faster.
"Regulus" The symbols changed again, Aries dimmed while Regulus shone brightly. His fist was engulfed in light, looking like a miniature star.
'Regulus Impact!' Kokabiel swung his fist with all his might, landing straight on Uriel's face
BOOOOMMMMMMM!!!
The Archangel was blasted forward, falling for dozens and dozens of meters before he crushed into the earth, strong enough to create a crater.
"Damn you traitor!!" Uriel stood up flames gathered in his eyes. He was pissed.
Kokabiel got ready, his heart beating loudly. It was about to start, a true battle to the death.
Only for a miniature magic circle to from near his ear. Azazel's voice came through it
"Kokabiel"
"WHAT! I'M BUSY!! Unit C retreat and heal. Attack unit switch to defense. Full power, Uriel is going wild"
"Kokabiel, your fight with Uriel is over"
WHOOOSHHH
Kokabiel flapped his wings so hard that the air snapped when he stopped himself. His army and Uriel were looking at him strongly. Nobody in their sane or insane mind would be stationary in a high pace battle like this one
"HAAAA! What do you mean my fight is over?! Don't screw with me Azazel or I will KILL YOU!!" Kokabiel yelled at the magic circle. It was outrageous, it was a scandal. His fight, the fight he has longed for so many years. Azazel had the nerve to tell him its over when he is the reason Kokabiel hasn't had a semi-decent fight in at least two centuries.
"In return... you can go kill all the Vampire Elders and Ancestors you want"
...
"Azazel, this isn't a joke right? You specifically said not to kill too many of them. If this is a joke I'm blowing up your lab"
Azazel's voice came through, completely serious " I have given my orders. All fallen here are to kill as many vampires as possible in 30 minutes, then we retreat." after that the magic circle disappeared.
Kokabiel got a shiver from the top of his head all the way to his toes. A big grin formed on his face. "All units disengage! New target kill as many vampires as you can. The Unit with the least kills has to pay an entire day in the fanciest restaurant in Grigori!"
""YEAHHHH!!!!"" x???
Uriel was just baffled, he stood there bleeding from his arm and his shoulder. His face was starting to swell. They were having a battle to the death now his enemies were running away from him, the next moment he received a call from Metatron "Brother! Grigori is going after the Vampires."
"What!" Uriel just stood there in shock. Michael had ordered him to get the Graal if possible, if not let Grigori kill the user and take the fall. He had argued that he would use this situation to kill a Cadre to lower Grigori's numbers.
Heaven was the weakest of all three factions. Doesn't matter if they had the Archangels and other Seraphs, or that they had an advantage against devils. They lacked the sheer numbers. Just like the fight with Kokabiel had proved, a trained army can win against a much more powerful opponent if they are prepared for heavy losses.
Angel's reproduction was complicated and risky. They couldn't recover their numbers after the Great War. Not to mention losing their leader and many powerful angels.
"Michel gave a new order. Retreat and regroup. Reinforcements are coming to contain the situation. Brother I'm eliminating as many vampires as I can as I fall back. I'm already seeing thralls."
"Fu-" Uriel stopped himself "Fudge!"
This made Metatron chuckle "You can also use Frick as an alternative'"
"Brother I will punch you when we meet"
"You will have to find me first. Ninjas are masters of camouflage"
Uriel ended the call, he was in no mood to continue his brother's delusions. Things were going to get a lot worse before they got better.
~
Azazel alone sighs as he scratches the back of his head. "What a pain"
Everything he does is for Grigori and himself. Now what he ordered might seem like an irrational and emotional decision. But even now he was calculating everything.
Recently there have been a few probes at Fallen territory. Over the last few centuries Azazel has been focused mostly on peace and making trade deals. Some people might have taken the lack of action as weakness.
Now Grigori killed the SephirothGraal user, that is undeniable. How would other factions react. How would the alliances and agreements he had spent centuries gaining and maintaining handle the situation.
What he needed right now was a show of strength. To remind the world that Grigori even after all these years stands strong. To show their allies that during times of peace and times of war Grigori was a reliable ally.
"Damn, emotions are a troublesome thing. I'll need to erase my own memory later. I can't do any research feeling like this" he rolled his shoulders, Azazel blows off the top of the castle, his 10 wings spread wide as he took flight.
He took out an orb from his pocket and poured his power into it
"Fallen Spear"
The orb transformed into a laser spear, something straight out of a sci-fi movie. The spear absorbs his power and condenses the light energy into a much more potent weapon. With this spear Azazel doesn't have to bother with meticulously controlling his light.
He can go wild as he pleases. He flew downward and waved his spear, light burst from it, one slash and twenty vampires were turned to dust.
What followed as genocide, plain and simple. The entirety of the Tepes House was exterminated. But not before they infected their human livestock and the hunters they captures. These newly created Thralls were then released and teleported away to nearby cities.
~ 30 minutes later
"Governor, I think you just started a Zombie Invasion."
"Hmmm" Azazel rubbed his chin as he looked at the scene below them "You know what, go to Hollywood and sell this idea to them. We might as well make some money from it"
Baraqiel stepped next to his leader. Baraqiel's suit was in tatters, he was covered in blood from head to toe and looked exhausted "What are our losses?"
Azazel pointed at Kokabiel who was unconscious on the ground, but strangely he had a very satisfied smile on his face. "This moron is in a coma now until his soul recovers. He lost almost two units, killed or crippled, six are injured but they can recover."
Baraqiel sighed "Uriel is as brutal as ever."
"Don't bother feeling sorry for them" Penemue spoke up "All the men in Kokabiel's army want this, and they dream of an end like this. Against a powerful opponent, of course they want to drag that person down with them, but this is just another day for them. Frankly its creepy how some of those guys look jealous of their dead comrades"
Azazel just shook his head with a wry smile "We have done enough. Mission accomplished. Heaven is going to have their hand's full. They have already sealed off Romania and are working on closing in the blockade."
"I have already pulled out our resources here. Once things calm down we can invest in some places and set up some bases"
" Good work. Let's get out of here. I need a shower and a drink, or two, or an entire brewery"
At the same time as the Fallen retreated. In Munich Germany it was time for Harry's meeting with Voldemort
~ A/N
Ohhh I like what I did with Metatron. That idea popped in my mind,
Btw I think I fucked up. Just realizing, Tepes Faction dead = No Gasper being born.
Soo yeah. That's going to be a thing.