Chapter 9

Corey woke up right before dawn to feeling his right side and wing being numb and buzzing. 
As he opened his eyes he saw a very deeply sleeping and even soundly snoring biker lying half-way on him, blocking his circulation by then. The big guy had a soft smile on his mustache-covered lips. 

The sight made the small man smile too and he gently pulled himself out from under the other one. Sitting up he tried to move his body, hissing a little from the new feeling of a million pins stabbing all over his skin and muscles as blood started to return and make it feel normal again. 

As they were expected to get moving in the morning, he tried to think over what they would need. But the memories of the very busy night kept messing him up with his attempt to organize things rationally. 

He wondered as he was watching the sleeping human about how much Jim sensed from all of his inner changes and deeper bonding with him. As after some short cleaning up they both literally fainted into sleep.

The faint sounds of somebody moving around were slowly pulling Jim towards the surface. It took him only a moment to realize that he was missing one warm little demon from his side, and another that it was said demon who made all those quiet noises. Also he realized that he could feel Corey getting pissed at something.

Frowning, Jim sat up, stretching out his long back. As he stood up still butt naked, he could feel the slight burning in his muscles – a result from the night before. As memories flooded his mind, he grinned under his mustache. Damn, his little demon could keep up with him so well. And he was just as dirty as Jim, as it seemed.

Padding barefooted to the small bathroom, he had to bite down on his lip to keep himself from laughing out. The sight was quite funny, but for Corey probably very annoying. That's why Jim felt him pissed. The small demon was trying to fit his big wings into the small shower cabin with little luck.

"Need a helping hand? I could wash them for you. After all I was the one who messed them up in the first place..." Jim offered with a small grin, his shoulder against the door frame while his tattooed arms were crossed in front of his chest, hips dropped to the side.

Huffing Corey turned to the very amused man. His eyes glowing and being frustrated radiated from all his being. 

Still the sight of a smug naked Jimmy was something that melted his very core once again. "I could make them unsolid but then I can't wash them. I hope where we go they have bath tubs…" he huffed again while stumbling out of the cabin.

"Careful not to slip..." Jim warned Corey then pushed himself away from the door frame, lowering his hands. His hazel eyes kept drinking in the sight of his marks all over the naked body. Bites, bruises and scratch marks mapped all the places where Jim touched his boy while loving him for hours.

Clearing his throat he rather went to the washbasin to put some warm water and soap in it then soaked a washcloth in that. "Stand in the middle of the room, baby..." he instructed the short man and stepped next to him, gently taking a hold of a messy wing to start cleaning it.

"So... how are you feeling? Slept well otherwise? You were so... fucking perfect last night that I think I'll never get enough of you... I feel so... different. Better and stronger. You make me stronger..."

"Thank you, Jim." Corey smiled watching his love cleaning his wings. "I feel good too. Closer to you. Maybe loving you more," he added blushing and biting his lip. 

He wasn't sure how much Jim still felt from being more of what was hidden in his genes. After all... their mating always highlights those things...

"You're most welcome..." Jim murmured, that look from last night after Corey smeared Jim’s cum on his wing then licked it off his fingers was now burned into Jim's mind forever.

"I feel still so close to you too..." he added with a dreamy expression as he pressed a soft kiss on the cleaned wing and moved to wash down the other too. "Do you feel them as much as any other part of your body? Do you like them being touched and kissed and licked?" he smirked as he gently moved the wet cloth against the soft leather. It was clear to see on his face that Corey's wings quickly became one of Jim's fetishes.

"Also if I remember clearly, you called me something like Nephilim or something? What do you mean by that?"

"Yeah," Corey blushed even more. "Actually… they are more sensitive to touch and all... So yeah... I love what you do to them…" he swallowed as Jim kissed his wing and it made his cock jump interested. "They should serve as a... like armor too. But I don't think they would catch a bullet now as I changed…" he cleared his throat as he tried to distract his dick with some thinking out aloud. 

"Nephilims were the first to born mixed from an angel mother and a demon father. They inherited demon powers. Later on all who were born from mixed parents were called that. Some kept the powers longer in the bloodline but eventually all ended up as humans. So... how you really felt while we... errrmm... well… made love and mated and I can't think of any other synonym… so… then we fucked?" he asked locking eyes with his pair.

"Hm... that's good to know. I shall remember paying more attention to your sexy wings..." Jim sighed content from the information he just got while finishing cleaning the second wing too. Now he moved in front of Corey, thinking of the other things Corey told him.

"So that means that I have such ancestry then... Angel and demon blood or genes hiding deep within me? I guess that's what made me special in the first place? And that's what's awakening in me..." he started to put the bigger picture together. "And... that's why I felt you so similar and familiar to me. I still feel you like that..." he added, gently stroking Corey's still slightly flushed cheeks. "Put your wings away. I want to wash you under the shower."

Corey nodded and focused on making his wings vanish. "Your eyes were glowing a little in golden too. You are special and similar to me... I always felt you that way. And I fell in love with you so easily too…" he said hugging Jim and kissed him quick before stepping back under the shower.

"I did? I didn't know about my eyes... I just felt more... empowered and confident somehow..." he mused following his cute demon inside before starting the water. It was a bit cool at first, making them gasp and break out in goose bumps but then Jim did what he wanted to do and started washing that wonderfully naked body in front of him.

"Probably that's why I fell for you so fast from head to toe too..." he added as he leaned down to kiss his demon while his soapy fingers started washing his behind. "I'm so happy you stayed with me."

The small body reacted at once to the slippery touch. Corey closed his eyes and sighed wobbly. His body pressed more to the bigger one in the steamy cabin. "I’m happy I can exist to stay with you too... We are... mates now..." he said opening his glowing eyes and looking up at Jim with a little questioning in them over how Jim would react to Corey stating them as a pair.

"Yes... yes, we are. I love the sound of that..." Jim said after a moment or two once a wave of intense joy and happiness rushed through him, prickling his skin like an energy burst – without noticing making his eyes glow too.

Without thinking Jim reached under Corey's meaty thighs to lift him off the floor and press his back against the tiled wall. "You're mine and I am yours. I want that... I want you so much," he whispered before kissing his boy... mate with all the love he got for him, their souls touching again with a beautiful warmth inside.

*** 

A couple of hours later the small group of bikers was on the road with the machines. #7 was with them in his demon form and Corey tried to stay focused and alerted while they were out in the open. The senses he could pick up at the chaotic town they first rolled through made the small creature worried that the changes may come faster than they first thought. Looking at Jim he knew that his pair felt the same way too. 

Being on the highway was more relaxing finally. The bikers kept a close following position while riding and with Shawn and Mick ahead Corey was informed with everything. The ride took an hour. And as they got closer to the old factory area, he felt his brothers more and more. And frankly it was a huge relief. He wasn't sure he was strong mentally or physically for a sudden fight with anyone.

The ride gave Jim some time to think too when he didn't have to pay that much attention to their surroundings just follow Shawn's lead. He could see #7 near the leader, but wasn't surprised about that anymore.

After all he had a demon mate now, who was holding on to him tight while sitting behind him on his bike. Despite their situation it was nice to have Corey right behind him.

Obviously it was hard for them to get out of their nice little safe bubble a few hours ago once they made love under the shower too. But now they had to join the others and figure out what to do next. Also prepare for another possible attack.

At least Jim felt stronger and more confident now. All thanks to Corey. He wondered if the others would notice that too. They probably would expect a half-drunk or drugged, slightly paranoid and very jumpy Jim.

Either way rolling into one of the factory buildings without getting attacked was good. Seeing the others was even better. He smiled under his mustache as he watched a blond pretty chick in black leather jump into Shawn's neck. He also first noticed a black masked figure watching Shawn hug his daughter to him for a good minute.

To that realization – about Gabrielle's protector – Jim looked around and noticed a few others too. But then he got distracted by V-man who walked towards them to hug Jim in a manlier manner once they got off the bike.

"I'm happy to see you too, man," Jim murmured to his friend.

Corey felt a little out of his world... of what he was, really... He saw the others gathered to talk over the current situation and what will happen. He could sense it, but still it was strange. Like how someone who got fired after decades would feel while watching from afar his old colleagues gathering up and doing their thing... 

He flashed a small smile at V-man as he let Jim go and looked at him. 

"Hi kid! Corey, right? Sorry, just after we met you that attack came. You still around and the big guy looks great. You seem to do good for him. I'm glad," the other biker said smiling wide and hugged Corey too. 

"Thanks. I'm trying to keep him busy," Corey said glimpsing at Jim biting his lip.

Jim could sense that Corey couldn't really find his place now that... he's changed too. It was a feeling the big biker shared with his mate at least. The others probably didn't see him so collected and sober for a very long time – if ever.

"Yeah. He's great," Jim said, putting a reassuring arm around Corey's shoulder. "He's my boyfriend, my mate now. I guess all the shit that happened brought us close," he returned that look, knowing that the others could hear his statement too. "He helped us a lot. Especially me, I guess. Thanks, man," he nodded to V-man, meaning that he accepted Corey as their own right away.

"How is everyone?" he asked on a more serious tone.

"We're fine. A little scratched up and bandaged up here and there, but we'll live. That can't be said of the rest of the gang. They didn't make it, as you can see."

Corey stayed there watching the two talking. Seeing #3 and even the one he haven't met yet... So he figured #9 came closer. Well... If he was still #8 in that brotherhood at all.  #9 was the guard of Gabrielle, Shawn's daughter, and now joined the gang. 

The half-demon just nodded into the air as a greeting as he was in his human body and hugged by his mate and another special human kept talking to them about roads and strange cultists along the road on which they got there. 

The latter one drew Corey's attention back to what he was saying. 

"I tell you man... The world will end soon... Those people are nuts and keep talking about avenger angels coming who will burn and cleanse the land to be saved by the light or some shit. We are lucky that Gaby was with us and she has that twisted way of thinking like her dad and talked us out of all that," V-man said and Corey couldn't stop to move his lips in a silent 'thanks' to his demon brothers for helping the humans out.

Jim noticed these small gestures Corey made and was sure that they were meant for the invisible demon guardians whom he could see now too. But Jim was more focused on what V-man was saying. 

"It's concerning, but I'm not even surprised about anything anymore in this world. I agree with you, man. This shitty world will probably end soon. We have to be prepared to fight anyone, I guess. Things might get real ugly. Come on, let's go, meet the others and see what Shawn might have planned for us," he patted V-man's tattooed arm and led Corey to the gathered group of survivors. Jim looked at the other guardians one by one and similar to Corey, nodding to them as a greeting.

The boy was proud of his man for the way he accepted the other beings too and how he felt from Jim that he started to think of all those strange happenings rationally and thinking forward into the future. 

As they got to Shawn, Corey was introduced to Gaby too. It was clear that the president was very proud of his daughter. 

"Gaby will take us to the MC she’s been with for almost a year now. They are our brothers, in a way. Have a more secure hideout and supply storage. They got attacked also. And like us, lost a lot of members. We melt the two groups into one," Shawn explained with the now human-shaped Mick standing a step behind him. It was explained to everyone that the big new man was a guard.

"It's gonna be fun," Gabrielle jumped off a barrel on which she's been sitting cross-legged in her leather-pants and high-heeled boots. "They are good peeps and skilled survivors. I managed to contact them yesterday. They can't send help to escort us, because their number is low too, but in exchange of our help in strengthening their forth and going on supply runs, they are happy to take us in," she explained, looking around the gathered men with a confident look and stance.

Jim knew that she was a real wild one who could rip another hole to most people. The fragile blond look became the last mistake for many men and women who got in their way. No wonder Gabrielle got a young but probably strong guardian.

"She's a handful..." #9 said looking right at Jim from behind his mask, as if reading his thoughts. Either way, Jim wasn't that surprised and barely noticeable nodded to the creature.

"We should get going within an hour. Check your stuff and bikes and keep your guns at the ready. It's getting more dangerous out there," she added with a strange little smile in the corner of her lips. "Sometimes I wish it was a zombie apocalypse instead of this shit," she added as she walked to her father to pull him aside probably for some more stuff to discuss.

Corey smiled. He was glad someone said it out loud finally. It's an apocalypse, and the world they all knew was crumbling down and slowly will become a new world.

What he did not like was that how many things in that forming world the other ones tried to influence once again. 

Peeking at Jim and #9, he nodded to pull away a little too for a talk. Once somewhat out of earshot from the others, Corey could finally speak with the young guard and #3. "I suppose you were all ahead. What is to be expected?" 

"This other group has no guardians. But the humans are good. Gabrielle is on the path to get awake. From my human we will have to wait till more strange things happen. I see Jim that you got your powers in use. And that is good. The small town we are headed towards is a final frontier against the attacks. Phone lines and media connections are failing as the higher positioned humans are infested. It's speeding up fast," #3 explained.

"I believe Gabrielle will be the other group's leader one day. She's been teaching them already and they love her. She also got close to their leader's son," #9 spoke up too before turning to Jim and the half-demon on his side.

Jim kept his attention on the masked shadows. It was still a bit strange for him to communicate with such creatures, but he showed his back to the rest of the humans so it appeared as if he was talking with Corey.

"I don't know how to use those powers yet but I can tell they are awake and very much present now," he nodded then frowned. "Wait... what do you mean by 'infested'?" he glimpsed at #3.

"We are stronger, or more skilled beings in our own world too. We can exist here in this form and interact with other beings and things. And as you see, even materialize and transmutate into a physical form between worlds. Same as the beings of Valhalla. But most of us can only cross the borders as a spirit. And need a host to actually exist longer around. Those you call infested humans. Angels and demons take over the human body and will. Like a puppet. I believe you have stories and films of that. Knowing all kinds of those demon infestations and you have exorcists to fight them... Or something. We cannot do that at all. Because we only exist with self-awareness," #3 explained and turned to Corey to check if he spoke understandable with the human. 

"Yes. That's the basic to know about that. Often those weaker creatures are used by stronger ones to manipulate how things are happening. And of course greedy creatures, may they be human, demon or angel always existed and worked together. That is what you can see all around. Greed destroying everything, like it did before a few times in the past. You like science, I know that Jim. You know how great civilizations had collapsed and vanished without really much reason or explanation for it. A few hundreds of years from now this will be one of those happenings in history."

Apparently there were tons to learn about these worlds and beings to which Jim tried to be blind until recently. "It all makes sense, though..." he mumbled with a deep frown. He knew that there used to be big projects in the past to try and discover why such civilizations had vanished. Of course nowadays humans didn't have money to waste on such things as the whole world was a huge mess with wars and trying to survive another day. Some tried to do that with hoarding money in hopes of buying protection and supplies and also power, some learning survival in the harder way, out on the streets. Stealing, killing and doing all kinds of shit they had to. It was sad, really. But Jim also felt that it was time everything collapsed on itself with the hope that something better was going to be built on the ruins of this civilization.

"Let's wrap it up, guys! We should head out in half an hour!" they suddenly heard Gabrielle's voice from not far.

"Thank you for the information," Jim nodded to the shadows again then glimpsed down at Corey. "You can stay and talk some more if you want, I'm gonna check on our bike and supplies," he said, leaning down to peck the soft lips to make sure these demons knew Corey was with him and under his protection now. Just in case. Then he walked off to do as he said.

***

Corey could see and feel the changes in Gabrielle even from riding behind the girl. Shawn and Mick gave her information about the gang's protective demons for sure. And also she had her eyes lost on Corey with a deep thinking expression before they got going. 

The half-demon could have sworn that he could feel the atmosphere changing more and more as they got closer to the other small town, which #3 said was already in more chaos than the bigger cities. 

He had a lot to think over. Just like his special human mate, Corey was also in a brand new situation and the talk with his brothers felt strange to him. But also it felt good that they did not outcast him and he was still #8 in a way for them, working together with them to keep this group of people safe.

Concentrating on driving, Jim thought a few things through too. For starters, he knew that this was very much real now. Before Corey (or at least knowing his physical form), his life was about surviving himself and his fears and weaknesses. Now he had to survive not just only for himself, but for Corey too. Of course the others in the group were important too, but not as important as the small man hugging Jim from behind.

Jim made a vow to himself that no matter what may come in the future, he was going to try to keep Corey safe too. It was just fair like that, no? Even if he was technically just a human with a powerful ancestry. Maybe at the other biker gang Corey could start teaching Jim about his awakening powers too.

With that thought he let go of a handle to caress Corey's arm around his middle then he looked ahead at the gathering dark clouds over the town. He didn't like the look of that or the feeling he got once they rode through the border of the town.

"Keep your eyes open, baby. I have a bad feeling..." Jim shouted back to Corey, his eyes slightly glowing behind his sunglasses.

The boy nodded, he could feel it too. And made a note for himself to practice with Jim how to hide his inhuman glowing eyes in public. 

The ride into the small and seemingly abandoned town was just like in an old horror movie, and the word 'creepy' was the first thing to cross Corey's mind. 

Even if it was high noon, nobody was seen outside and even with human senses it could be felt that some greater force was present. Not to mention the very suspicious looking storm cloud which looked like a dark swirling portal of energies.

It was clear that the rest of the bikers had the same idea about being more careful. They slowed down their pace a bit so they could react faster in case of an attack. There were trash and some burned out or abandoned vehicles all around. Really, it looked like this town was already past the whole apocalypse thing. Jim half-expected a horde of zombies coming at them at any moment. But he knew... he could feel it in his bones... that something much worse was lurking around.

Frowning as they had to slow down at a barricade and find a way around it, he stopped his bike to wait for the others to get through the narrow path they found. And that's when he looked up at the clouds and his eyes widened.

"Are those... what I think they are?" he murmured to Corey as he kept his eyes on a few dark winged figures flying around between the clouds, disappearing then reappearing in turns.

"Yeah... angels... They took over the town already," Corey said with wide eyes, knowing well that the demons with them will be noticed. 

"They will sense our kind and attack. We should hurry up to get to the hideout," he added and just to have his words underlined the other demons’ shadow forms flew before them, looking out for the crossing humans.

To that warning, Jim drew one of his guns to be prepared. "Move it, guys. Something's coming!" Jim warned the others, but it seemed it was too late as some shots were fired at them.

Well, that was a bit unexpected, because Jim thought the angels would dive down from the sky to attack. But these were humans... Or not?

"Take cover!" Shawn yelled and Jim quickly pulled his bike behind a car before pulling Corey behind some concrete blockades. As they began firing back, Jim managed to get a glimpse of some attackers.

They looked like humans, yes, but moved faster and Jim took a glimpse of the face of one before blowing his head off. Something was terribly wrong with it. Especially the eyes. They looked pitch black to him.

"Possessed humans?" he asked Corey, glad that earlier he gave his lover a gun too. Just in case.

Corey was busy firing back with high efficiency, thanks to his abilities. "Yes. Look. They are not in this world, like my brothers ain't either but exist on the border. You can only kill the vessel," he said as they could see the other demons appear at the shot human from which a shining dark-winged fog-like being emerged. Right into the hands of the demons who vanished with it. "Here they only go into another host body," he added as they got a new wave of attack. "But those above only control them and cannot attack us, at least…"

"There are too many! We have to keep going before they cut our way off!" they heard Gabrielle's yells after she cut open the throat of a man who got too close with a machete. "Hm... I'll take this..." she smirked satisfied with her battle gain then headed back towards her bike like the rest of the guys, #9 working damn hard to keep her safe.

"She's right! Cover each other and let's move it!" Shawn ordered while half of the guys got on the bikes, the other opening them a way and covering their backs.

"We should get going too..." Jim said while reloading his gun, seeing that half of the group was already on the move.

It was clear that the angels wanted to block their way. And Corey agreed to at least most of them should get into safety. 

In his attempt to keep Jim's back safe, he drifted a little to the side and more into the front line by the time the big guy started his bike. 

Running over he hugged his man and pecked his lips. "Help the others. You can see what they cannot. I can teleport or fly to you. I would bring attention to you all with what I am now. You are special Jim. You have powers and see the truth but they would sense you as a normal human. You can be hidden. That's why you were so important all along your life. I love you," Corey said quick and shot a possessed gunman in the head that got too close for his liking.

Jim's brows furrowed because this sounded too much like a goodbye to him and he didn't like it at all. "I don't want to leave you here..." he started then cursed as some more bullets hit the ground not far from them, clearly aimed at the last two remaining bikers.

"Okay, fine... Stay alive... Please. I love you too," he pulled Corey in for one quick kiss then turned his bike around and got through the barricade to catch up with the others with a fucking heavy heart. Leaving his man back there alone to give them a chance to flee felt so wrong to Jim. But Corey was right. He had to help the others to get to a safer area.

"I'll come back for you, my love..." he looked back once more, seeing as Corey ducked behind a truck then ran off to the left to draw the attackers' attention.

"Fucking apocalypse!" Jim grumbled under his mustache and gave gas to get to the front.

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