Chapter 8

It all just happened out of nowhere. Then they were in the middle of a fight with the angels and the possessed ones, trying to stand their ground against their massive wave.

Clearly, they were staying low, waiting for them to get close to the narrow path in the mountains that would lead them close to Sanctuary. And they struck them out of nowhere, no matter how careful the little group tried to be.

It was a few days after the time they had spent on that secluded beach. At least most of them had regained their powers and rested enough to fight back the attackers. But it was still a difficult fight.

"I'll draw some of them further away..." Kerim shouted to Seth who was guarding his brother along with two of the war demons and Brent. With that the Angel of Light spread his white wings and took off the ground to attract the attention of a few angels and possessed minions. The plan seemed to work, because they started to chase and attack him. The possessed ones soon realized that they had no chance to touch the angel in the air so they turned toward other opponents.

Seth looked at his brother. Neither of them liked Kerim's idea... Especially because from seeing the big bright wings the renegade angels turned furious.

"This doesn't look good..." Mick grumbled to Samael, who stood beside him and tried to keep the actually quite impressively big horde at bay.

Their enemies have been planning this for a while and gathered their forces to surprise them at the narrow pathway.

"My lords... can I summon more of my warriors?" Samael yelled across the others to the Gods. "Please....?"

"Good idea. We need help…" Brent stated glimpsing at Paolo then Seth.

"Yes. Bring them over," Christos nodded to Samael as he dipped his sword into a possessed creature before one of their war demons could slice it in two. He might be a human at the moment, but he was no helpless one at that. Nodding to Brent it meant that they should bring more of their "kids" over too.

With his mask in place, Jim didn't hold back at all. He was pissed a bit and at the same time riled up from the excitement of the battle. As much as he had hated fighting in the past, now that he had grown stronger and was more in control of his powers, he had kinda found enjoyment in it too to some degree. Not an overwhelming one because that would mean blood lust. But he did like the feeling of being able to decimate the number of their foes and protecting those whom he loved and cared for.

The Khazra shaman and another goat man along with Robb were fighting behind the group, protecting their rear. Lucifer used his Hell Fire while he tried to keep tabs on everyone from their group. He agreed with his husband seeing more of the possessed fuckers swarm in from where their group just had come from. Their escape routes were cut off.

Samael nodded and signaled to the Khazra shaman and soon the little group almost doubled with the newly arrived goat-men and war demons.

"Maybe we can stand a chance now…" Seth grumbled, his sword never stopping.

Some higher angels were among their enemies. They used their magic to block the trapped group's.

In the heights of the battle Christos kept glimpsing at where Kerim went. He was worried about the angel and the way he had left.

And his worry was not for nothing... The Angel of Light was determined with a suicide mission. The group of angels going after him was raging with anger for the traitor.

The fight got more intense with the arrival of the additional Khazra and war demons. The colorful flashes of the enemy pushing against Jim's shield and the loud clinking of blades were getting louder.

Matt was in the air, chasing down the angels with his pair's help to stop the blocking spells. His majestic black cherub energies flowing freely around him as he moved faster than a human's eyes could follow. His katana getting drenched by angel blood quickly.

Seeing all that from the corner of his eye, Kerim zigzagged in the air with his white blade in hand, dodging and repelling attacks, but he knew that too many were after him already. It was his plan though. To keep Christos and the others safe.

Without seeing it coming, another angel dived down from above and his blade cut into his shoulder, sending Kerim spiraling down towards the ground. In the last moment he managed to avoid the painful landing and only rolled a few times on the ground before he was back on his feet, quickly being surrounded by his angry chasers who kept spitting insults and belittling things at him. Then the first one attacked and Vega found himself fighting like never before.

There were seven strong angel warriors against the Angel of Light. It didn't take long to totally circle Vega around, even if he used his powers to fight too.

"You should pay... We all paid the price to be here. We mourned you... I personally with many others. And to find out that you've just ran away…" the one wearing a leather armor growled at him. Headfirst, fueled by his blind anger that gave them more power, he struck Vega, cutting into the glowing angel's right upper arm witch which he was holding his sword. The others were quick to jump and tackle him down to the ground by his bright wings.

Kerim stayed eerily silent during all the accusations and only grunted when blood started to gush out of his cut arm, messing up his dark body armor even more. His white sword landed on the ground and its brilliant light dimmed immediately once it wasn't connected to Kerim.

As he was tackled, he tried to reach for it, but in vain. All the angels were taking their turns in kicking and cutting him here and there. But were careful not to kill him. Yet...

He suffered in relative silence and only grunted or panted from the pain. He was familiar with that and he welcomed it. He deserved this after all. And as that thought ran through his mind, his protests ebbed down just when his wings were grabbed and held in place.

The kicks stopped and Kerim saw through his messy long hair how four of the angels took a step back with disgust and sadistic delight on their faces while two were holding him down with their feet on his arms and their firm grips on his wings.

The one who spoke to Vega was named Kushiel and now he was pinning him to the ground with a leg on his back. It was just fitting that one of the punishing angels would give him the fate he deserved.

"I'm going to enjoy this... 'brother'..." the angel spit as the others watched with satisfaction. 

Closing his eyes, Kerim stopped fighting and took a deep breath, the world around him quieting down. He could hear only his own blood rushing through his veins and the crazy beating of his heart. Then a loud crack and another, followed by more pain, which made him bite his lip bloody in an effort to keep his yells in while they broke his wings.

I deserve this. I deserve this... He kept repeating to himself, accepting it, ready to give up his Light to balance things out. His wings would eventually heal, right?

But what he didn't expect was Kushiel's firm grip at the base of his left wing. "Keep him down. This is going to hurt a lot!" he barked at the others as his hands started to burn and he began pulling on Vega's wing to rip it out...

It was the kind of pain no one could ever prepare him for as muscles started to tear and more blood ran down on his back, his broken wings fluttering in vain.

And now Vega was howling like never before, trying to fight them off but he couldn't move an inch...

Mick already was on the move from the feelings that Vega no longer could hide from their bond.

Seth started to run after the demon flying to the direction they started to hear the painful howls from.
Christos gritted his teeth and hurried after his brother too.

When the mortal God got to the scene, the demon was already throwing his electric bolts around in his rage. With Seth they fought off the angels from the broken Vega and the dark God tried to keep them off.

"Take him away," Seth shouted at Chris when he spotted him arrive. He wanted them both to be far away...

Vega was at the verge of fainting from the pain when he felt Mick then Seth close. But what was worse was that as he forced his bloodshot eyes open, he also saw Chris going on one knee next to him to help him up.

Nononono! This was exactly the opposite of his plan. "You can't be here... Not safe. Leave me..." he managed to say to the mortal God.

"It isn't safe, indeed..." they heard Kushiel's voice as he landed back on the ground with his sword in hand. "You both will get what you deserve..." he said then flew towards Christos with his sword, ready to cut him down.

The buff man stood up and dodged the strike with his own sword. Kushiel not knowing about him being mortal and still healing was an advantage for him.

The angel was careful with his attack, and being an excellent and skilled fighter the once God stood his ground. But his much weaker body soon showed the signs to the angry renegade about his new limits.

Trying to get on all fours took Kerim a little time as he inched closer to his own sword while trying to keep an eye on the fighting men. His worrying for Christos got stronger by the minute and he looked around desperately.

Everyone was busy fighting the angels and the possessed ones, but they needed help. He saw how Brent tried to catch up with them to get to Christos, but he and the war demons next to him were held up.

"Mick..." Vega whispered, but he knew his pair would hear his voice through their bond.

Meanwhile Christos' opponent noticed a weak spot on the God's side and kept trying to go for it.

The sheer will of wanting to help his Master made Vega reach his own sword and somehow got on his unstable legs and it was the bloody angel's white sword that dodged the attack meant to cut Christos.

"Vega... Stay back…" Chris said at once, getting before Vega as now Kushiel jumped at the unsteady angel again.

Seth got closer after his magic sword finished a few of the enemy angels. Mick was busy too as he wanted to get this over with and help his pair...

"You still want to save him… He is weak... Turned into a mortal maybe? How fun. And we wanted to turn you into a human," Kushiel laughed like a maniac and using the moment of hesitation, he pushed Christos away and knocked out Vega with a punch of his sword handle. Right then as Chris cut into his arm, Kushiel turned and stabbed the God at his weak side, deeply running his blade in and even turning it, laughing like a lunatic in his victory of revenge. 

That's when Mick flew by and landed with a deep impact, releasing his powers in a bright wave of electricity rushing as lighting toward Kushiel and frying him on the spot.

 
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"No... You can't do this!" Seth yelled running there as Christos dropped to his knees holding the sword fully buried in his bleeding side. Blood bubbled up from his mouth and he fell like a sack, fainting.

The fallen God's head barely hit the ground and Brent got there seconds after Seth. His pale face was sprayed with blood and dirt and he was already crying as he gently lifted Christos' head to rest it on his thigh. He wiped off some of the blood from his love's mouth and looked at Seth desperately, big teardrops sliding down on his face.

"Do something! He can't die! Please!" he yelled at the God hoarsely and panicked more than ever before because he could feel it. Christos' life fading fast.

Mick watched the scene for a moment slightly panting then with a grim expression turned to walk to his knocked out love. He looked awful and it pained Mick to look at the dim and bloody wings. The angles were all wrong from both being broken. Instead he picked up his unconscious love as gently as he could.

"I...." Seth started in a state of total panic. Chris can't die… He must try something. "I need Samael and Lucifer…" he told Brent and using his power he summoned the pair.

They appeared looking around in shock, all bloody. "No…" Samael gasped seeing Brent with the barley alive God and Mick with the broken Vega.

"How can we help?" Lucifer asked at once, quickly sizing up the situation.

"I need your creation powers and Samael's skill to pull the spirit from the body. I try to call some creature of the darkness. We try Brent…" Seth said swallowing.

"Yes... yes, I know what you want to do…" Samael nodded going to kneel beside Brent.

Seth nodded too and not waiting any more time, let his call out for the creatures of the darkness.

"Please, Robb, try to heal him a little till some... Ohh…" Seth started and thought it would take some time. But from the bushes a light colored young wolf walked out like being in a trance to stand before Seth.

"Alright… Do it, my love," Robb said to Samael and sent a look of ‘everything’s gonna be alright’ to Brent.

Samael nodded and let his powers of taking life force and spirits reach out to the dying God. Meanwhile Lucifer let his creative force cover the wolf. It only took a few seconds. And the most noticeable thing in all of it was how Christos sighed out long and his body lost all the tension of holding onto life.

The small curly man kept caressing his pair's bearded face and long dreads automatically to feel like he was doing something.

While the husbands were literally working their magic, the others have noticed too that something bad was up so they changed tactics. Jim flew a bit closer and along with his pair formed a stronger than ever shield around the small gathering to let them do whatever they were doing. 

And Matt and King were still in the air with quite a few war demons, all of them fighting and butchering the angels with delight. They were going for the ones that blocked their magic. With a nice trick, Matt used his chance to dive down on the last one which was distracted by his pair and soon he cut off his head from behind with a swift move of his katana. As the lifeless body started falling, his eyes met with the red ones of his horned beast and he flew in to steal a short but promising kiss before they both were back in the bloody battle.

Brent on the other hand saw only his pair and how little he felt him through their bond by then. He kept crying silently, calling for Christos through their bond to stay with him. Then he nearly got a heart attack and a dry sob tore itself out of him as he literally felt the life leave his beloved man. It was a horrifying moment, threatening to break him for good.

"Brent, listen to me. The full moon is just three days away. We put his spirit into the wolf till that. If his body and spirit is close, during the new moon he will get back to how he was," Seth said as the husbands finished with their spells and the wolf ran to the crying demon and nuzzled Brent, licking off his tears.

"I need to help the others too and then we finally get back home…" Seth stood and frowned. He hoped they were close enough. Not having much more to lose, he tried his bond with Sotiris and called for their Amazon warriors.

The female warriors distracted the remaining enemy, giving a chance for the others to finish off the ones blocking their magic.

Brent smiled a bit from the licking against his face and let his hands dig into the thick white wolf fur. True to Seth's words, he now could feel his love's presence in the animal. Stronger than in his mortal body and it made a huge relieved sigh finally leave him.

"The kiddos will carry your body, my love. You stay close to me, understood? I won't risk losing you!" he said on the firmest tone he's ever used while talking to Christos. But it was understandable given the circumstances.

Still it made Samael chuckle under his breath, which earned a light poke into his ribs from his husband while the kids gently lifted the lifeless human vessel off the ground. Then Lucifer's eyes lifted to the sky and watched with fatherly pride as his son and his mate killed off the last of the ones in question.

The second that happened, Seth concentrated on Sotiris again. "Now, my love..." he whispered and in the next second a portal opened up under Jim's protective shield. "Quickly!" the God commanded.

Brent and Christos along with the kiddos carrying his body were the first to go through then Mick with the still unconscious Angel of Light. Then one by one everyone retreated and passed through – even the Khazra demons as this was an extreme situation.

Seth and Jim were the last to step through as the Nephilim wanted to hold up the shield until the last moment. Then they were in the sunny Sanctuary and Seth's first thing to do was to walk over to the slightly surprised Sotiris to hug and kiss him.

Sotiris kissed his pair back but his surprised eyes stayed wide open. Being blocked away from them all was very stressful and the Sun God worried a lot. By the looks of it with reason...

"Let's get Vega to the Sacred Cave. You come too Mick," Sotiris said then looked at the group one by one. "You all are alive. And welcome Samael, and mighty Khazra warriors," he smiled. "I see Christos is not against it…" he looked at the still body and the wolf by Brent's side and sighed. "I hope to never experience these shenanigans of you again," he told the wolf.

To that the wolf just huffed and rolled his brown eyes like Christos would. Brent smiled tiredly from that and dug his hand into the soft fur again, needing to feel physically too that his pair was on his side. A lot of shocking things happened during their time away and he just wanted to wash up and curl up with his pair and perhaps a couple of the kids for good measure.

"While we deal with our angel, Jim, Paolo, could you show the way to our guests to the summer houses? The one next to yours is already prepared for them in case they would want to stay in a separate one from King and Matt. The Khazra are welcomed to roam the fields and mountains too, if they want," Sotiris said once Seth was able to let his man go and walked over to Mick to check on still bleeding Vega with worry in his eyes.

"Of course. This way, guys!" Jim smiled at the "unholy pair" and the other two.

"We take care of Vega. You all can go and rest. We will meet up tomorrow," Seth said.

The wolf huffed and went over to Vega, sniffing at the unconscious angel with a soft whine, looking up at the two gods like saying to take care of their angel well. Then got back to Brent's side, nuzzling him.

"Come, my love, let's go home. We both need our rest," Brent caressed the big head of the wolf and they followed the group already on their way to the summer houses.

Mick's thick brows were furrowed deeply as he glimpsed down at the sickly pale face of his angel. The blood oozing from his temple where the sword hit landed and also dripping from his arm, shoulder and wing made him worry some more. Then he hurried to the Sacred Cave behind the godly pair in hopes that they could fix the broken angel as much as possible.

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Back in the cave Sotiris already prepared the small pond that contained water filled with magical powers by mixing it with his own healing sun powers.

As Mick got closer, the Sun God lifted the broken angel with his powers from the demon's arms. Making the bloody figure levitate before them. Seth helped his pair to make the torn and dirty clothes drop from Kerim's body and they slowly lowered him into the pond.

"The water will close the wounds and align the bones back to their places. Due to his breed and powers, it will still take a while to heal him up fully," Seth said quietly to Mick as he eyed the horrible damage done to their beautiful boy...

Mick only swallowed hard and nodded, watching Kerim's body submerge into the magical waters, only his face staying above it. It pained all of them to see him like this and that pain reflected in Sotiris' eyes too as he looked over all the injuries that would have to be healed.

The glowing of the broken wings was nowhere to be found. They were a dull white, although the "water" at least gently washed off the blood and dirt from the feathers and also the naked body which was littered with cuts and lacerations, the ugly gash on Kerim's temple slowly closing too meanwhile. What worried the Sun God the most was the injury the half-torn out wing and the surrounding muscles suffered. That would take the longest time to heal.

"What on earth happened to him?" he whispered putting a consoling hand on the small of Seth's back.

"He tried to lure as many angels after him as possible to keep them away from Christos. We couldn't get there sooner... At least seven of them attacked him and pinned him down. Broke his wings and also went as far as attempting to rip them out to turn him into a human... Then... our brother got there to fight their leader off... Kerim jumped in when he saw Chris' mortal body tire. That's when he was knocked out by the handle of that angel's sword..." Seth summed it up on a grave voice, his dark worried eyes glued to the unconscious form.

"I see... Then that angel stabbed Christos I suppose... Not good," Sotiris hummed. "It takes a while because we don't have our full power without him," the God turned to say that to Mick.
"I understand. But… he will heal, right? And Sir Christos will be back...?" Mick blurted out two of the many questions circling in his mind. He looked at the Gods from Seth to Sotiris and back.

"We can heal his body, yes. Even the half-torn out wing with time. But his spirit also needs healing and time," Seth answered.

"Christos always got back to his original form. We have no reason to believe that this time would be different than the many before…" Sotiris replied too but both God seemed worried about the possibility that maybe this time things would end up differently.

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