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[Vigilant Creed]

Vigil smirked, slightly amused at the male's observation yet also annoyed at his insulting remarks. It was obvious that he may have to kill at least one of them. But which.. Vigil ran his eyes over the female and decided he would let her live. He had not the time for a sacrifice to the Archfiend at this time nor the privacy though he kept the thought in mind.

Vigil studied the male. There appeared to be nothing special about him, but Vigil had not been Captain of the Honorary Guard of the Archfiend for nearly 2 centuries because he underestimated foes.. The male was likely a hunter.. or maybe an elemental.. Vigil decided he must be an elemental. A hunter used to fighting supernaturals would never have allowed himself to be hit from behind with an attack that would have ended him had he been fighting something other than mere humans.

The female, Vigil already knew she was something other than human.. No regular human female could have managed to put such force behind her blows. Angels tended to stick to closely knit clans upon birth and were not so likely to end up doing such misdeeds and demons.. Being a demon himself, Vigil would recognize the signs. That left a slew of shapeshifters and vampires. Vampire seemed most likely to him, being that even a shapeshifter in a human form would be unlikely to possess such strength.. and the hungry look in her eyes.. Vigil had been called to watch the Archfiends 'play times' and witnessed the same look upon many a vampire who were hungry for blood as the Archfiend broke them, mind and body.

Vigil let out a low chuckle "If you think I'm going to let you run, then I guess you will die with your backs turned." he tilted his head slightly all emotion fading from his face "As things stand, I am only going to give the both of you a very thorough beating for the trouble you have caused these.." For a moment, Vigil looked back at the humans he was standing up for and a brief expression of disgust flashed across his face then he turned back "People.." he finished.

"No matter what they have done, what they do, it disgusts me to see such creatures as yourself taking advantage of them in such a way." As he spoke, Vigil stepped forward, growing in stature to his full 11ft in height, fluffy white wings with a massive span of 24ft extending from his back and stretching out before more or less folding behind his back. The axe within his pack would only slow him down, he didnt need it for this anyways. Eyes burning with rightous fury, Vigil could feel his own already powerful form swell to yet even greater heights with the blessings of the Archfiend flowing through him (crusade). He stepped towards the two, relishing in the feel of his powerfully coiled muscles, enjoying his present purpose.

[David Nero]

Fortunately, David could see Austen wanted as much to leave as him when she turned her on heels and started to walk away to her room. David was about to do the same when he heard the male speaking once again. "If you think I'm going to let you run, then I guess you will die with your backs turned."  He stopped on his tracks looking sideways to the man, just to hear what he had to say. “As things stand, I am only going to give the both of you a very thorough beating for the trouble you have caused these... People. No matter what they have done, what they do, it disgusts me to see such creatures as yourself taking advantage of them in such a way. “ David chuckled sarcastically as the man judge them, and rolled his eyes. David found repugnant people who seemed to think they had right to judge and punish others. He was no God. For David that was just a fake mask of righteousness for a face of arrogance and self-adoring. David and Austen hadn't attack him directly, why was he even bothering about some shitty humans?

The male started to grow, morphing into a true form and showing magnificent wings. “ So much for being discrete...” David spoke annoyed. The elemental now knew what he was. The thought of Angel came across his mind when he saw his wings, but his energy was definitely not, so he was left with Demon. He felt like laughing at the irony. A demon! Judging him for his misdeeds. Deep down David knew that not all demons were evil, but he felt like falling into his prejudice and personal experience. “ You have to be kidding me... Ahah, a demon? Preaching at me?! Ah that's new. Like your race is all pure righteousness...”

David had to be careful, even though his mocking tone David knew demons were powerful beings and he shouldn't lower his guard. If he could only buy some time so that he could enter Austen's room... He looked over to Austen signaling her to open the door as soon as possible, David would hold the demon a phew seconds and then run inside the room. “ Well, c'mon now. Show me what a bad boy I've been, demon.” The young boy smirked as he turned to face the demon two times bigger than him.

[Austen Sionis]

"What is he, stupid?" She thought as Austen looked at David while he taunted the much larger male. They were obviously dealing with something other than human, for the male stood 11 feet tall and had wings upon his back. Of course, the stranger's statement had angered her but she kept it inside, no need to cause a problem upon another problem.

She casually walked towards her hotel room, careful to avoid the winged male, thinking it all over. "Even if we go into the hotel, a door won't stop him from barging in... And he has wings, he can keep up. Being a smartass won't help, seeing that David's words didn't work all too well earlier. Hmm.." She didn't speak for a good while, just listening between the two of them bicker like an old married couple. Maybe she could just sneak off while they fought, giving her enough time to scat off and hide for a few lonely days. Yet, the creature knew her location. He could find her once again.

Furrowing her brow, she looked up at the man and smirked. They had gone about this all wrong. Yes, they may not be human, but they weren't uncivilized either.

"Your name, sir. If I am to have a 'thorough beating', as you stated, then I at least deserve to know the man of my beater." She crossed her arms, staring up into his eyes. Yes, she was a bit nervous, however she had no room to show it. She had been coming to this small area for years, and here this man expected her to cower in fear all because of a bag? Ha!~

Sliding her hand upon her hip, her eyes glistened slightly as a smile curved its way across her lips. From where she stood, David happened to be the one in between them, giving her at least a fair share of turning on her heel and getting better space from the stranger. She took a better look over him, taking in his presence. He was of no angel, she could see that in the way he stood. And no other species, other than a demon, could demonstrate such... force. Sure, she had force, however she was more lean towards staying out of trouble than sticking her foot into the lion's den.

Narrowing her eyes, she knew what she would be dealing with. Trouble, and that's all she could see for a good long while.

[Vigilant Creed]

Vigil, still walking slowly, smiled when it appeared the two wouldn't run. "With pleasure, filth." Good. That would only have disgusted him further. Finally reaching the irritating male, Vigil took a combat stance and threw a right hook that although perfectly controlled, flew at the male's jaw so fast, enhanced by his own supernatural speed and the godly blessings flowing within him (crusade), his human eyes most likely wouldn't even register the movement before he was unconscious. Your average supernatural was a good 4 times faster and stronger than that of your average human. With crusade boosting him, the human didn't stand a chance. Elemental or no. Thanks to the vampire conveniently moving away, she was most definitely to far out to save the fool.

Once the male was down, the female would follow soon enough.Vigil trusted his sixth sense and his own reflexes to warn him away from taking the brunt of anything they might have coming his way. Vigil nearly spat, the pathetic things couldn't even hold their own in a fight that was two to one against an equal. Disgusting. Looking at the vampire, Vigil said "Don't worry, your time will come soon enough." before turning back to the male.

[David Nero]

David's eyes turned to gaze at Austen who spoke to the demon. Was she trying to talk her way out of that mess? Even David knew that was dead end when speaking with a demon. Only if you had something he desired... that they did, but he doubted Austen was going to give the bag up. So much trouble because of a freaking bag!

When David turned again his head to face the demon he only had time to see that the male was now a phew inches away from him, and that a blurry figure was moving towards his face with extreme speed. The elemental tried jumping back, but he wasn't quick enough to totally avoid the punch, as the fist still knocked on his jaw, even though, fortunately, not with all the impact that would if David stood still. Regardless, the blown was still strong enough to make David spin on his heels, almost loosing balance, turning his back to the demon. A sharp pain spread through his jaw.

David took the moment that the demon used to threaten Austen one more time, to place his trembling hand over the attacked surface and focus his energy in it so that he could heal it minimally, or at least till he could find some place where he could take care of it completely, for now he would just have to settle in holding the broken fragments of his jaw together. The young elemental turned his head again to the male , rubbing his jaw and a glare of rage in his eyes. “ That was not very pleasant.” David jumped again closer to the man placing his right hand on the man's neck, in a way he could feel his spine at the tips of his fingers, he allowed the electricity to run through his body and finally targeting the man's spine. It would easily kill a human, but to a demon it would only injure him. A lot. He would loose total control of his body for a phew seconds till David released his grip and joined Austen.

[Austen Sionis]

The words of the demon struck her, for he truly thought he would harm her. Narrowing her eyes, she snarled slightly, exposing her long sharp fangs. His strike upon David made her rethink of how she would approach it, being David was no little human himself. No human could handle such a strike, and yet he still stood. She knew riding away upon her bike would be pointless, for the male had wings. Yet, she also knew hiding behind a door would be pointless as well.

In a way, she couldn't help but feel disgust towards the demon. Who would want to help human life forms? They were low, and deserved to be killed. At least, she assumed so. Her mind wandered to the Gods and Goddesses for a split moment, wondering if she would be stronger if worshiping one. Shaking her head, she cleared it quickly. That would come at a later time, not during a battle. However, a part of her mind couldn't help but wonder...

She focused her attention, only to come to the conclusion she had to rely upon her powers in order to save her own skin. She had to rely on her power of vision, for it could help herself and possibly David to bypass and run for a moment's worth. At least it'd give her enough time to ride off and figure out a better way of defeating the demon that she yet did not know the name of.

To her, knowing the names gave her pleasure, for it bothered her if she didn't know them. Before she cast her nightmarish vision she had created within her mind, she noticed David touch the demon's neck. "Is he stupid? What makes him think he could get that close to a demon without harm?!" Hunching down to avoid harm, and yet still standing in a fighting stance, she watched the male's intentions against the demon himself. She could picture the younger man's blood pool out over the concrete, making her skin shiver slightly. It would delight her so to see, but she only wished she would cause such misery, not a demon that fought to 'protect' worthless humans. In all honesty, she wished to see the blood pour over the ground of David's blood, but not hers. Even from that thought, she couldn't help but smirk slightly to herself.

She really was a heartless bitch.

[Vigilant Creed]

Predicting what would happen next, Vigil clenched his jaw. A being touching you was never a good thing. He slammed his head forward, as soon as the male's hand began to make contact with his flesh. Vigil's tough, demon thick skull, while lacking horns it was still nearly four times the density of your average human's, and it was on a collision course with the male's face. When he felt the electric shock begin to course through him, his muscles tensed up, but the male only made slight contact with him, a brush really. Besides, it was too late. Vigil's headbutt already had enough momentum to continue on its course.

Vigil's already clenched jaw muscles spasmed slightly from the shock, but brief as it was, his added endurance from the god given blessings flowing through his body allowed him to power through, losing only a fraction of his original momentum. Inwardly, Vigil smirked. The male obviously was a poor fighter or something he would already know is that you never get too close to a physically superior and much more well trained fighter when you are outmatched in such a way without a good plan to back you up.

If the smashing collision did not crack the fool's skull and send him crashing into whatever afterlife there was, it would surely concuss his weak human skull. Either way, he should be out of the fight now.

[Solemn Creed]

Sol whistled quietly as he went to work. First he leaned down to the female and rubbed her wrists where the chains were digging in, assuring her all would be well. Then he held up one finger and willed one of the talons belonging to his demon form to extend from his human hand. The process was slightly painful and more than a little uncomfortable. The talon did not belong.

Still humming, Sol dragged his taloned finger down the woman's body, slicing open her clothes which he promptly removed. The now naked woman shivered from a breeze, her attempts to escape renewed. Sol tsked. They never learned. With the exactness of a skilled surgeon, Sol ran his talon down the woman's stomach, cutting open the skin from her solar plexus to the top of her pelvis. She attempted to faint, however Sol kept her awake and alive. When she realized she was neither dieing nor fading to unconsciousness, the woman tried to close her eyes, knowing screaming was futile.

His handsome face briefly was twisted with rage, delicate ebony brows scrunched together, Sol moved his hand up and removed the woman's eyelids and forced her to watch "I want you to watch.. you must see it all.." he whispered to her. Sol parted the delicate skin of the woman and instead of the expected whimpering or renewed screaming, she moaned with pleasure.

Sol threw his hands up "Dammit, Bett!" he stormed over to the other side of the room and punched a hole into the marble wall. "How am I supposed to enjoy playing with you when you wont even pretend to be in pain anymore?" He asked, frustrated. Lately, Sol had been attempting to cut back on murdering mortal females and played instead with some of his servants who were built of sturdier stuff.

The chains were promptly dismissed and the wounds healed almost instantly. The daemoness climbed off of the table and redressed herself and backed out of the room, knowing the question to be rhetorical and that the archfiend preferred privacy after such a disaster. Sol rubbed his temples, muttering curses but his mind quickly turned to brighter things.

Smiling, Sol realized another had muttered a prayer for strength to him. One Vigil, to be exact. Sol snapped his fingers and was teleported instantly to the males location.

Fading out of invisibility somewhere behind some rundown motel, Sol smiled, realizing no one had noticed his appearance. He observed Vigil's fight and waved a hand, appearing as any other spectator "Go blonde guy!" he shouted once then walked over to the female vampire to make small talk while Vigil pounded the male to mush "Nice weather we're having." Sol said to her, a smirk on his face and he turned to watch.

[David Nero]

As soon David released the grip of the demon's neck, he felt a a gigantic bash against his skull. “ Shit...” He cursed as he jumped back. As the realization of what just happened came to him, so did the pain, spreading all over his head. He tried ignoring the pain for now, but as he came closer to Austen the pain pumped again. He placed his hands around his skull, closing his eyes for a phew seconds tightly . That was it. He wasn't going to risk his life, or body because of a bag, seeing that Austen didn't really seemed to be too keen of the idea of running to the room. Giving it a second thought she was probably right. Keeping the fight with this demon would end up with one of them dead, and even if David came on top he knew that he would probably be greatly injured, and felt like exploring other options before body destruction was wise, something he should have done in first place.

Opening his eyes, still feeling the pain pounding on his head , he glanced at Austen. “ Do you got a plan or something?” He waited for Austen's response and depending on what she'd answer David would figure out his next step. He noticed a male that spoke with her, but didn't pay much attention, his mind was occupied. The young elemental was ready to leave Austen if he needed to but for a matter of honor he wanted to leave that option for last, even though the girl was clearly not human and could, very well, defend herself, David knew thought she stood same chance as him when fighting the demon. Either way, if Austen did come up with a plan that didn't please David, he was ready to find his way out, like he usually did.

[Austen Sionis]

Watching, Austen saw the demon strike his head against David's with such force, it even made her cringe.

"Ouch.." She mumbled gently, for that strike would cause a human to fall to unconsciousness, yet David jumped back as if he wasn't struck at all.

Scratch that, she took notice of his sway and his holding the forehead as if some form of pain came across. She shook her head and focused upon the demon in front of her. Images of large serpents circled the demon, snarling and ready to attack. Her focus fell though, for a voice surprised even the silent monster she was.

"Go blonde guy!" A new male's voice boomed from behind her, causing Austen to look beside her to take notice of...

Her eyes widened. Could it be? Could she really be standing next to such a man she only dreamed of meeting?

"Nice weather we're having." He spoke casually, even as she stared wide eyes at him. Being the height she was, her head was tilted in order to fully see the man in front of her.

The God himself stood in front of her, the one and only man her own family had worshiped. He seemed relaxed, and cheerful for one of hell. She smiled softly, nodding at his words.

"It is, isn't it mi amor?" Her thick Italian accent dripped from her words while her hand slipped to her hip. The bag rested against her leg. Her eyesight allowed her to visually see what the demon in front was doing, for if he were to attack she would be ready to spring. No bag was worth death.

She didn't wish to take her eyes off of the man before her, but David distracted her causing the vampire's eyes to look towards the human.

"Do you got a plan or something?"

She smiled towards him and sighed. "In all honesty? Not entirely sure. Do you really wish to die to protect a bag? I sure as hell won't, even if I do need the food." She dare not mention of the fact she wished for the demon to harm David to make it easier for her to suck him dry without him fighting back, only because then she'd alone have to deal with the demon.

Her graze filtered back towards the man on the other side of her, for a smirk played over her lips. She couldn't believe she was in the presence of such a man, such a God.

Could this be her worst nightmare? Or her best dream?

She, of all people, was in the presence of the one God she had admired for so long. The one God her parents had tried to convince her to worship, but she was foolish and young at the time.

She stood beside the one God that brought chaos into this world.

Solemn Creed.

[Solemn Creed]

Sol glared at the elemental male who walked over to him and the vampire. He hated being ignored yet here the elemental was, ignoring him. "Um, excuse me," Sol began, a wicked smile spreading across his face as he grabbed the male by the shoulder and spun him around. "But I was talking to this beautiful lady and I do not appreciate your rudeness." With that Sol's smile vanished and he leaned forward, jaws opening as wide as his human mouth would allow, and he bit the male. Hard.

Sol's face came away with a piece of the male's shirt along with a respectable sized bit of his shoulder. He chewed it thoughtfully for a few moments before swallowing. "Ew, you really need to eat more ketchup." Sol informed the elemental, patting him on his bitten shoulder. That done, he turned to the vampire, snapping his fingers and teleporting Vigil far away where he could cool off. "Hiya Austen," Sol began, his smile returning "Hows your day been?"

[David Nero]

Austen blunt answer left David with no more doubt what he should do next, as much he didn't like to back down from a fight he's ego was as tired as he was, and today, he decided that his pride wasn't worth his body's harm. The girl also mentioned a need for food... Something that surprised David for a moment, something he hadn't thought about. Well, he was sure there were other ways to get Austen food that wouldn't imply him leaving the hotel with a broken jaw. In an another time, he could buy her a meal, that would increase his options of shagging. He felt like chuckling at the idea at a time like that. Before opening his sore jaw to speak, he hesitated looking at the male beside Austen, he looked somehow familiar... It was probably nothing, it wasn't important anyway. “ Well, you if you don't mind then, I'm going give this to the nice fellow... A bag ain’t worth this much trouble.”

His hand reached for the bag but before he could grab it he felt another on his shoulder, making him spin on his heels. He turned to face the man that tried to engage in conversation with Austen and apparently wasn't very please by David's interruption. Before he could say anything the male opened his mouth and bit David's shoulder with a inhuman strength, moving away with a bit of him and his shirt. He took his hand to the bitten shoulder, falling on one of his knees. He felt anger taking over him, and prepared to jump up and attack the freak, his eyes turned to him filled with rage that was soon replaced by shock... He did knew him. Or at least, he knew about him. He had read about him. It was... Solemn Creed. The demon-god. How was that possible? What was he doing there? All the hope of a fight vanished as quickly as it had began, he stood no chance with a God, he would most certainly die.

Instead he focused on the wound on his shoulder, he looked at his blood covered hand, judging how bad it was. The scarlet liquid was now dripping on the floor and his head was feeling lighter. David placed his hand again on the wound, groaning with pain but focusing on it to heal. He knew he wasn't going to be able to heal it without having time to do so, but he tried to minimize the damage, avoiding to pass out from the blood loss.

[Austen Sionis]

She watched as the God practically chewed David's shoulder to bits with little effort. He made it look easy, to bite someone and not have any after effect afterwards. The aroma that aroused about her caused her senses to kick in, making her eyes spark with hunger.

She hadn't hunted in a good while, and his original assignment to her was food, so why not get a taste now? Biting her lip however, she wished not to look distasteful in front of the marvelous God. With slight anger, she huffed in frustration and looked away from the blood covered sight. Her eyes lingered a bit over the area, taking note of the other demon's presence no longer being there. Did Sol want him here so he could come? Or was this just a chance in a lifetime?

The aroma was overpowering; David just smelled so wonderful. Slowly, her eyes went back towards the male while she licked her lips ever so slowly. Growling with protest, she looked away and closed her eyes tightly. She hated feeding off of some weak form, only wanting the struggle to make the killing better. To focus her attention better, she looked up at the God himself.

Clearing her throat so it didn't leak out the desire for the blood, she let out a dangerous, yet playful and 'innocent' smile his way. "If you don't mind my asking, what brings such a God in my presence? Did I dishonor you in some way?" Tilting her head to the side, she watched for his reaction, only to be distracted by a breeze making the smell of blood into her nostrils once more. The aroma was getting stronger, and her strength was getting weaker. It wouldn't be too long till she gave into the blood covered man, draining him of his precious liquid. Hopefully, she could hold out until Sol left. She never wanted to get messy in front of any form of God, let alone this particular one.

She preferred a clean kill, wanting the struggle and then the blood to never touch the ground, only her full adoring lips. Her hunger filled eyes looked over at David, feeling a bit dissatisfied of his lack of fight against the God. Sure, he was a God, but why not fight back? Did he really feel that weak to not fight for his own life? It honestly made her wonder if his blood would be worth it. But then again, stories upon stories had said of Sol's powerful ways; they always mentioned of the victim becoming a 'chicken' in some way to not anger such a man. So maybe...his fighting back was only to stay alive. Still, it seemed pathetic in her eyes.

But then again, she'd never fight back against Sol.
Not because she was afraid, but because he is a God.

A God she truly admired.

((Sorry it's been SOOOO long since I've posted. Had a HUGE psychology exam and took a few days off from any and all electronics in order to study. Also, I apologize the post is short, but I'm running on writer's block for the response. Hope its good enough!))

[Solemn Creed]

Face twisted into a cruel smirk, Sol wagged his finger in front of the male's face. Tsk, tsk. "Freak is such a mean word, don't you agree, David?" he asked while pulling the man to his feet. Sol rubbed his chin, examining the wound in the male's shoulder. With a snap of his fingers, the flesh began to knit itself together, growing new tissue in moments, and within seconds the only sign it had ever been was the tear in David's shirt.

Sol patted the repaired shoulder and ruffled David's hair as if he were a child, "There, all better." He turned his attention back to the female, rolling his eyes. Dishonor him. The thought nearly made him laugh aloud. Sol spun about, chin in hand, and took a few steps from the two.

He turned back to the two, dangerous gleam in his eye and Sol asked "Assuming the two of you know me, what do you know of me and why do you think i have come here today?"