~Michael Conference Room (Continued)~
Leo was worried about Michael already, having heard ruckus but was held up with paperwork at the time. He wanted to go check on him but he could handle a 'small' fight himself right?
He got up and practically ran to Michael's Office and knocked on the door, he thought Michael would be upset if he didnt...and that was the last thing he wanted. He patiently waited in the silence before quietly calling out
"Michael..?"
He sounded weak, he was worried. He was truly..* ***scared*** *even. A feeling he forgot long ago. After a bit of waiting he creaked open the door and his eyes widened in horror at the sight infront of him.
He ran over to him and kneeled by his side, tears swelling in his eyes, when was the last time he cried? He didn't know and didn't care, all he cared about was the body infront of him. He quickly checked for signs of a pulse but found none. He felt the familiar burning sting of tears pouring down his face, though he couldn't speak. His throat hurt. He pulled Michael's corpse in for an embrace. A tinge of guilt panging his chest, if he had just been sooner....if he had just been smarter if he had just saved him if he had just been earlier if he was just BETTER. All these ifs were circling his mind, why did this happen? Who did this..? He hugged his body closer finally finding the will to speak,
"Michael...please I love you..."
He admitted for the first time.
"I love you I love you I love you."
He spoke through high pitched choked sobs, clinging to Michael like his own life depended on it. Michael's blood was staining his clothes but he didn't care why would he care? The love of his life, the one he looked up to for years and years was dead. Because of him. He was planning on giving him something for a while now, would this save him..? It was stupid but it may work. He took a blessed ring off one of his fingers, it had a soft white glow as he gently took Michael's hand and slid it on his finger, it's magic swirled in what seems to be strings of pure energy, swirling up Michael's arm and his whole body...Leo then realized what was working so he mumbled the word of activation for the revival and got up, about to leave. He didn't think Michael would want to see him after this. If not ever again, he was too late, he was selfish.
The ring did indeed heal his wounds from the situation in hell, as a pocket watch falls out of his chest area, cracked, but still ticking as a song played, a song that his mother use to sing to them.The ring did indeed heal his wounds from the situation in hell, as a pocket watch falls out of his chest area, cracked, but still ticking as a song played, a song that his mother use to sing to them.
~Asherah's Lullaby~
🎶Midnight moonlight shining through the curtain lace
Paints a perfect picture on your perfect face
One sweet angel sleeping in my arms
You are the promise I knew God would keep
You are the gift that makes my world complete
And you'll never know how much I love you
But I'll keep on telling you my whole life through
Now I believe in miracles, and you're the reason why
So dream on while I sing you my angel's lullaby)🎶
The music played as a music box as it stopped moving and stopped playing the song as Michael made a noise as he was waking up and opened his eyes and noticed that his finger was glowing. "L-leo?"
Leo felt the pang of guilt even harder, it was almost suffocating as he just took a single glance back, tears staining his face before just...being frozen, he wanted to run, he didn't want Michael to see the pathetic face of the one who COULDVE saved him. His wings moved faster than his mind and covered his face. He felt guilty and shameful for this.
Michael sat up a bit and checked his chest which was stopping bleeding because of Leo's ring but his vision was still blurry.* "...." He thought he heard his mom's voice as he was unconscious. Her telling him he can't die yet, he has to still protect his family but the thing that got him most was through all her words, she heard Leo's voice. And the words he spoke. "I love you, I love you, I love you."
Leo Bagan to walk out, terrified to converse with the one he may as well have killed. He felt the sting of hot tears pouring down his face again...he couldn't face him, he just couldn't.
Michael looks at the blade and then notices Leo as he fells guilt. " I'm ...I'm sorry Leo, I didn't ...I..just wanted it to stop." He cried covering his eyes.
Michael looked down silent for a moment in thought, was he really going to end his life? Life his mother's, or so his father told him. How could he face Leo after being caught after the act. "No, it was my fault.....idk what I was thinking.....I'm just ...so tired.....I don't know how long I can fight her...."
Leo repeated, sounding confused. He walked over to him and kneeled next to him. His wings resting loosely behind him.
"Who's her?"
Michael raised his head fast in a gasp! "I-I already said to much! No ....I think .....I think you should know ...She is ...Roo, the Root of Evil..."
*"Roo...?"
Michael repeated in silent horror. "No. It couldn't be...why now." He couldn't tell what to do or say, his wings just wrapped around Michael as he pulled him in for a hug. Silently.
Leo was shocked by this even if they had attempted to have relations with each other. But he felt safe in his arms.
"Thank you, Leo" he said falling to sleep from being tired.
Leo picked up Michael (bridal style ofc) and went to Michael's room, laying him down and tucking him in. He decided to sit next to his bed and read, waiting for him to wake up...he couldn't risk it happening again...he couldn't risk him getting hurt.
~Balors Room~
Bálor enters the dark room lit by the soft red-orange glow of torches and a fake fireplace lit up, shutting the door after Eve entered. He sits in a velvety throne-like chair and feeling the headache lessen a small bit almost like home. "It helps me ta relax."
"I understand. I wish I knew what that was like." Puts her arms around his shoulders to hold him as she kisses his face softly.
"This room is only a glimpse of what my hell is like; I can show you." his hands hold her hips while he kisses her lips softly yet intense in a good way.
"I think I would like to see what the GREAT demon king can do. Finn Bálor." She smirks in an ornery way.
"It would be through dream scaping for now. It will be safer for you that way. You know what I, the Demon King, am capable of." He smiles back at her, fingers trail up her body and arms wrap around her back, feeling the smallest pang of uneasiness deep down. "But another day... I have a bit of a headache, though I'm sure it's nothing and I'll be fine. I don't sleep, but just need just a little rest... I'll be watching over you so nothing happens, love."
"So, chivalrous of you, Bálor demon king." She teases as she lays down.
He getting up from the chair and walking over to the bed with a chuckle. "That is one thing I never imagined I would ever be called." He gently rests fingers against one of her cheeks. "Sleep well, love, it will be a brand new dawn before you know it."
A darkness and magic very slowly seeping into body since the moment it covered arm.
She is tossed and turned feeling like a darkness was around. Still also having the same dream and not sure what it means.
Bálor begins feeling restless- being used to it as the feeling has occurred many times over the recent years- quietly paces the room for an hour while thinking. Meanwhile, inside of body has already taken actions to fight what is intruding. Takes off jacket and rolls up sleeve to look closer at the tree with birds on forearm, then walks over to stand on front of the fireplace while thinking, hours passing. Starts to get a vision as fingers trace over the "tattoo"
Vision comes in jumbled flashes.
The first part of the vision to flash is a being arising from some kind of dark substance, then an apple being offered to someone but the faces are fuzzy and blurred as if distant.
He grunts softly and drops to hands and knees, body feeling sick as headache grows and feels strange.
The Vision continues.
The second part to flash is a large apple tree full of green leaves and fruit in the middle of an area that can't be made out: fuzzy yet colorful. He feels a strange new unwanted feeling: verigo setting in. Stomach churning and headache grows worse, closing eyes as body continues to fight against it.
The Vision flashes once more.
The third flash is from first person as someone else, looking at the face of a woman but the face is unrecognizable.... different. The view changes to show the man, but the face is strange then it goes to the tree and some of the leaves are gone as birds sit on the bare branches.
The vision ends.