#Dartan

[amayadartan]

11

The morning after she arrived at the castle, Amaya awakened slowly. Her mind was still hazy as to all of what happened in the forest. She was still in the medical ward of the Palace, so the room she was in was nowhere near as elegant as one of the suites where guests and residents alike were housed. It was, however, rather homey and not stark like a hospital on Earth would be. The walls were painted in a deep emerald green, the drapes a golden color that complimented the walls, and her bed was carved wood of some kind that was a few shades darker than the drapes. To Amaya, it reminded her of something from the Victorian or Edwardian period. All of the furnishings and fabrics were soft and warm colors, and appeared very expensive.

Sitting up in the bed, she noticed that at some point, she had been redressed. Gone were her hiking boots, cargo pants, and flannel, and she was now in a soft, pastel gown in fabric she wasn’t sure what it was. She hoped that it had been a female who redressed her and not Dartan. Heaven forbid! As she sat contemplating that, there were two little chirps next to her in the bed. Turning her head, she saw the little chinchilla type creatures from the night before that had been on the strange men’s heads. They were looking up at her with big open eyes and…smiles? Oh…and they had such white…teeth. How nice…

When Amaya didn’t move or respond the little beings jumped up and down and chirped again. Her head tipped, she had no clue what they were wanting. Then one came over and bumped her hand, and she understood - they wanted petted. Seeing the size of their teeth, she was a little cautious, but still reached her hand out and petted the one closest anyway. Something akin to a high pitched trill type of purr came from the small being and the other one bounced in what seemed to be excitement, chirping and looking at her.

“So you two are friendly? I get it.” In a way she figured they were, they had been “riding” on the heads of two of the men last night who had been helping her, but those teeth! Amaya was glad they liked her. She wouldn’t want to be on the receiving end of one of those bites! Guard furry softballs, that was something new.

“I see you have met your guardians,” a deep male voice from across the room had her head jerking up and her yanking the covers up almost to her chin; which hid the two small beings that were now on her lap chirping happily. He held up a hand and gave a soft chuckle. “I’m sorry Amaya, I did not mean to scare you.” He then gave a short bow. “I’m Ollandrius, but most just call me Olly.” He gave her a warm smile, which she thought made him look like some kind fo Disney prince. Were men supposed to be that handsome in real life?

Brief flashes of the night before went through Amaya’s mind, and his face was in them. He was kind, warm, and she had a recollection of protection from him. She relaxed and lowered the covers some, nodding and returning his smile. “Sorry, I guess I’m just a little on edge. The last couple of days have been a little weird and…” she shut her mouth and her brows drew together as she tried to figure out how to even put it into words.

“Eventful?” Olly offered as he stepped into the room, drawing out a light chuckle from her this time and a nod. “We kind of got that idea when Dartan summoned a couple of demons when he lost you in the forest. Although, your little friends there, and their friends, did keep you safe until we found you.” His smile had not faltered, and it made Amaya feel more relaxed. He wasn’t a small man, but she could almost feel goodness radiating off of him, safety. For Olly’s part, he was studying her, trying to see if there were any lingering effects of the mushrooms or being out in the forest exposed to the elements.

“Uh, yeah. I’m sorry that I caused you or your friends any trouble. I goofed up a spell.” Her face fell and she looked at her lap where the little beings were snuggling against her and ran her hand through their fur. They even felt as soft as chinchillas. “This is all my fault, everything is is my fault.”

“Or, you were given a bad one by someone that should not have been trusted. We’re looking into all the possibilities now. No more apologies, and no more sadness. You are a guest of the King and Queen, and there is no reason for it. When you are doing better a whole suite is being prepared for you. You’ll be taken care of here.” The poor human. She probably wouldn’t get to stay one. Like Delilah, existing in a world that she knew was full of monsters and demons would be too dangerous if she stayed one. If they couldn’t teleport her, staying in Imperium would most definitely be too dangerous, and it had nothing to do with the inhabitants. The mushrooms had proved that. Olly was worried about her.

“Uh…what about Dartan?” Were they going to make her live with him? He hated her. He blamed her for everything, and after she got lost out in the forest, he probably hated her more. The last thing she wanted was to be stuck living with him. Maybe they could just kill her and let her go wherever it was that her soul was supposed to go? Or because she was bound to Dartan, would she just end up back here?

Olly took a deep breath, this was going to be slightly awkward. “You won’t have to see him anymore.” He saw the confusion on her face, so he continued. “You’re bound, so it’s not like he can go far, but it was the belief of the Queen that you would be happier if he were not in your immediate vicinity, and that there were others here in the Palace who could help you get acclimated to everything much easier. She was quite insistent.” He had to chuckle, he was putting it mildly. He was pretty sure if she’d been confident his head would not have regrown she would have removed it from his shoulders the previous night.

“Oh.” Amaya said simply. She didn’t know how to feel about that. Truthfully she wasn’t sure that she knew how to feel about any of it. How was one supposed to feel in a situation like she was in? Had anyone ever been in her situation? She doubted it.

“Are you ok?” Olly was worried about her. “I know it will take some getting used to here, but you won’t be alone. Arch, he’s a mage that helped heal you last night, and I are going to help you. Arch can help you with your magic. He’s kinda good at it.” He gave her a teasing wink that made her smile.

“I just feel kind of lost. The whole bonded or married or whatever…” she kind of waved her hands around a bit as her lips pursed, “was a huge shock, and I know he hates me for it. I can’t blame him. I brought him here and now he’s stuck with me. I’m sure he’s glad that he’s free of me, at least we get to live in a castle.” She smiled a little again and shrugged. She really did feel so very lost.

“He was worried about you. Dartan’s always been an asshole from what I can gather, but he was worried. So, he doesn’t hate you. Hate the situation, that is a possibility, but that’s not the same as hating you.” He tried to reassure her, but he could tell she was still upset. Lost might be the best description for it. She really didn’t know where she was, that was going to come as an even bigger shock to her, and wait till she met some of the residents. Maybe they’d take things VERY slowly.

Deciding that making her feel somewhat at home might be a good start, Olly decided to start with breakfast. Since the kitchens could prepare anything that was made on Earth, the sky was the limit for whatever she wanted. Once he had her order, he promised to be back shortly with food and the all-important coffee. He also let her know that some fae that were the size of six year olds would be in shortly to take her measurements and talk to her about clothing. What she had on was a gift from the Queen, but she would need more than one nightgown for her stay there.

With that, he ducked out, and Amaya was alone in the room with the two little fur balls again. Laying back, she let them cuddle up next to her and stroked their little bodies, and she thought about everything Olly had said and tried to pull details from her memories of the previous night. They came in bits and pieces, just fragments, but she at least knew she felt safe with Olly, and since she was apparently now living in Hell, that was a start.

[n41r]

This might be my last meme of the year, the duel of all time /slapped

Based on this photo I randomly found one day-

[mechaseraph]

Also I am big fan of this design...and his special move is freaking gatling gun? for a musketeer? insane in most cool way possible

[cljordan-imperium]

Okay, I think I am caught up on reading I was tagged in or tagged myself for. I know I owe a few answers. I have one done and will post it tomorrow (posting on mobile always gets fucked up for me). The other I'm working on because I want to give a good answer, not a half-assed one.

I owe a few tag games. I did the one tonight because my last written line was too good not to share. And now I'm off to argue with this stubborn bastard about when he can and cannot kill certain other characters. And convince him there is one he absolutely is not allowed to. 🤦‍♀️

Also please note I tend to schedule a lot of my posts that are reblog so I don't spam the feed. So if you just get a heart, wait a few hours, its coming. I always at least comment and normally reblog so others can read too.

[palaceofimperium]

A REQUEST FROM A PRINCE - 1

Mithos has to deliver a request from Prince Amon to Abriella...what could he possibly want?

“I’m sorry, what did you say?”  Abriella looked up from the book she was reading to try to relax after the excitement that had happened in the last few days with all of her friends showing up, then Kaylin and Asher’s arrival, and finally the commotion with Amaya and Dartan. Adding onto that the visit to her uncle’s castle, and she was just a bundle of nerves with a supernatural migraine. When Mithos had come into her office, she hadn't even heard or noticed him, and when he spoke she was damn sure she had not heard him RIGHT.  

Mithos took a deep breath.  He wasn’t enjoying this, but it was his duty as a Captain of her Royal Guard to inform her of everyone wishing an audience with her as the Sovereign of Imperium. Before he’d come into her office, he’d considered going to Cruz, but the demon had a feeling the reaction he would get would be significantly worse; and it had been Abriella who had been specifically requested.  So, here he was having to deliver the news he was not happy about the least.  “Sorry, I didn’t announce myself.” He breathed out, and braced himself.  “You have a request from Prince Amon for an audience with you, and he is being vouched for by both Arioch and Raguel.”  

Abriella opened her mouth to speak, then she sat up taller and closed her mouth.  So she had heard him right, she thought as her head tipped to the side with her eyes narrowing and lips thinning.  “Did he say the nature of this request?”  There had to be a reason that he’d want to come now.  Now, when there was peace in the realm, but there had been upset in the Palace.

“No, Brie, he did not.  I have my suspicions.” Mithos knew much, but did not want to say too much, in case he was wrong, and revealed the secrets of others where it was not his place.  Abriella’s brows draw together and the look of concern that crossed her face, and it put him in an awkward place.  With what he had been privy to before Abriella ascended to the throne, sometimes he felt conflicted in such circumstances.  He was devoutly loyal to Abriella, but he would not reveal secrets that were not his.

“And those would be?” Abriella inquired with brows lifting and head tilting more, wondering what her Captain wasn’t freely revealing.  While Thinius at times was hard to shut up when he had information, Mithos guarded the secrets of others tightly.  She knew this and while she normally respected that, when it came to one of the Princes, it was not a luxury that she wanted to afford them.

“Amon does not wish to rule, he only wishes to feed off of wrath.  Why ally himself with the other Princes who will undercut him and be a constant threat as they seek power, when he could come here and get everything he wants with none of the risks.”  Mithos considered his next words very carefully so as to not reveal more than he should.  It was his supreme hope that she would not dig deeper than what he said.  “It is also true that there are some within the realm that mean something to him.  If he remains at odds with us, then he is cut off, as well as unable to ensure their safety.”  

Abriella’s eyes narrowed at her Captain.  There was more to the last part than he was revealing, she was not a stupid woman.  He was guarding someone’s secrets, possibly more than one person’s and they must be very sensitive ones for him to be so guarded.  She would respect that because she respected him, and more so because she knew that Mithos would literally trade his life for hers.  If there was any danger that he sensed, he would not hold back from her.  “Do you think he is a danger?  I value your council in this, Mithos.  He has two males I trust vouching for him, but I want to know YOUR opinion.  Please, I ask of you.” Her eyes met his, and he could see the sincerity of her words.  

“I do not believe he is a threat to you, or anyone in this Palace.  I do not believe he is coming for any nefarious or harmful reasons.  We have given Lucifer and Arioch a second chance, My Lady, I believe that if one is going to come and ask similar after he has twice come to your aid in times of need, then we should at least entertain his argument.” Words chosen carefully came from Mithos.  He hated reminding her that Amon had saved her life once, at great risk to himself, and aided her another time, again at some risk to himself.  However, he would be fair to the fallen angel.  Was Amon coming for selfish reasons?  Most certainly.  Would those reasons put anyone within Imperium in danger?  Mithos felt within his being that the opposite would be true, they would be safer with him there and if his legions were loyal to Abriella and Cruz, it would not be a detriment to them in the least.

“Then, based on the vouching of three males I highly respect, I will meet with him.  When does he want to come?” She was still reticent to trust that the fallen angel was there for an altruistic reason, but she would at least listen.  Listening hurt nothing, and he would be in her realm, in her Palace, in a room she would ensure was seated with those she could trust.  All Four of the Horsemen would be there. Her realm and all within it would be safe.  Of that she would be certain.

“He can be here whenever you send summons.”  Mithos had to work hard to keep a slight smirk from his face.  While he knew that if certain other Princes were coming, she would react differently, he was glad to see that she was being logical and also calm regarding Amon.  Recent happenings with Gabriel and Damien only had added onto their conflicts with Leviathan and Mammon.  Then there was the Spectre Dartan that kept Arioch and Raguel on edge, someone to distract one of the males might not be a bad thing.  Abbadon was another that would have to be dealt with at some point.  Both Abriella and Cruz had their hands full, thankfully they had Olly and Deacon to share the load.  He was proud of both of them that they did take counsel from those around them, even if there were a couple that the demon was unsure of regarding their discernment, but never their loyalty.  There were none he knew of that would not lay down their life for another without thought.

“Give me two hours, and then summon him.  I need to gather a few whom I trust to listen as well.  I want to ensure that we are careful in any move we make now that we have eight vulnerable females in our trust.  While many are warriors, all are still adjusting here and some have fragile psyche and I will not have anyone disrupting any of them finding peace in their new lives.”  Abriella sat tall and regal, appearing the full Queen that she was, knowing her first duty was to those within the Palace walls.  Then to those who counted on her to keep the peace in Imperium.  She took all responsibilities seriously, but especially when any of the Princes was involved.

Looking at her, Mithos was proud.  He remembered when she first came with Abbadon and while he had come to respect her then, later seeing her as a friend, and Queen.  It was only after Abbadon had been banished from the realm that he had seen her blossom into the true leader that he, and her other Royal Guard, had always known was there.  Now, as she was handling all of the events that were unfolding around her, he saw in her a strength that many who had fought against her when she was a Nephilim had always feared.  She truly was her brother’s sister, and he knew Cruz had to be even more proud than any of them of the woman and Queen she had become.

[theimperiumchronicles]

I FINALLY have fixed the plot problems caused by Asher & Kaylin plunking down WAAAAAAYYY too early in the story and the oncoming war with Damien, a Prince coming to seek sanctuary at the Palace, and Kellen coming to Imperium to meet Abriella. I apologize for the break in posting, but my blorbos taking a hard right when they were supposed to keep going straight fucked up....uh...a shit ton of other storylines and writing that was already done. I still have to fix the already plotted out and written chapters, but I at least now have down the series of events that have to happen. Thankfully Amaya and Dartan are NOT one I have to rewrite. So, that will be one of the first to start posting again, because I do have that one ready. The ultimate goal of that WIP may be changing, but I'm kind of letting them figure that shit out, because I'm just kind of done trying to direct over 250 of these fuckers and them scattering like squirrels on crack when my head is turned. Same is true of a couple other storylines that decided to get into the weeds. I can say that Grae and Ada are not changing, Kaylin and Asher, all of Abriella's friends who just came. The rest of them I'm working on...

SO....here we go...let the writing once more commence....and please never let me have to do this many flow charts again in my life because I felt like some kind of police profile squad tracking a criminal enterprise's movements with all of them!!

[444names]

Names generated from Scottish surnames and Dutch forenames, excluding the letter "C"

Aadain Aadruire Aakoelwijn Aalair Aalbhein Aalden Aalleòis Aalothan Aandrus Aanneke Aanouiriad Aarais Aardain Aaria Aarsan Aartijs Aathaillag Abhais Abhdel Abrosdail Adaann Adaattharn Adainnet Adais Adaldein Adanntje Adans Adeairi Adeathin Adert Adewien Adeòid Adhain Adruime Adruimijs Alath Alathan Aldeadais Alghan Alghunainn Aluim Ambeliado Amhain Amhan Amhathain Anaib Anain Anainn Anais Ananais Ananaoig Anaoidh Anndewijn Annealuin Annem Anrann Aradaig Aragain Araid Ardaine Argaine Arneke Arsalonn Artainn Asgar Aärobh...

Barandan Basbarrain Bastainn Berik Beriël Bhain Bheasdain Blaoin Blara Blàrran Blàrtain Blàta Boighain Boudein Boudunny Bouim Bouin Boutrais Brailledh Brandruir Brann Brathainn Brathnaoir Bread Breenear Broiri Bruidh Bruire Bràibh Bràthaig Brùns Brùnso Buidh Buimbeis Buimeitha Buirean Bòirna Daannet Daideard Daigein Daris Dartan Davidh Deidhaidh Deltje Deridhubha Diathain Drart Dridh Dridseir Drierta Drithbhit Druaidh Druid Druin Dubhijn Dunaig Dunain Dunne Dustijn Dòmhuirein Dùbhdel Dùbhronagh Dùghain Dùghan Edheataidh Edhòmart Eliek Eshain Felieve Felmijn Fighais Fliog Foidh Foididhg Folair Forgrena Frair Freetje Frithan Gaidh Gaithais Galder Geathalan Geirian Geirid Gerana Gerik Gertais Gieke Gilbràig Gilin Gillabby Gillebhuis Gilledh Gilleete Gillet Gillialie Ginntje Gionn Glabhealas Glaidh Glaig Glaonn Gobain Gobharra Goeliet Goraidainn Gothorne Gottha Gotthiom Grarn Grarne Greaimba Grealan Grean Greanain Greathein Greutes Griaal Grian Griarrigh Griarsa Griephaire Grijn Guadh Guaig Guaighdan Guaillebh Guartjetje Gudaistijn Gudus Gunnig Gusallenke Gusanais Gòrdain Gòrdairen Gòrdh Hadalag Haoidhaidh Harridh Heòrds Ieveetje Ievenje Innekeet Innidhead Jakobaigh Jakoen Jamshar Janne Jasgain Johaill Johalan Johanaidh Joosa Joose Jorand Joridh Josan Josanstijn Josdanaidh Josdein Josein Josgran Jostim Kerob Kialsa Kimein Kobsa Laidain Laigheath Lainn Lairtij Leale Lebha Lebhimeir Lebhrann Lemie Leshe Liefan Linne Lionad Lobas Logaidh Loneke Lostialas Lothòmhg Lughur Lulain Lìosdantje Lìoseag Lìosgair Lìosiob Lùtais Maadeids Maaland Maann Madaaries Madhubh Mailbhre Mainain Maine Maineadje Mainein Mainnd Mallearain Mallouin Malvijn Mandar Manne Maogilies Maoighaidh Maoireeros Maomhalann Maraidh Maraig Marainn Marairt Maran Mararsain Mardanndre Margaigh Marid Marief Maris Marlain Marnaadh Marnel Marraidh Marrair Marrievert Marsa Marsan Marsann Martain Marte Marter Masgain Masmée Matan Matha Mathbhnain Mathe Mathert Matheòrsa Mathuid Maxim Maximijn Meadhùnso Meirik Menaiderta Mendaaf Mielidh Miene Mienno Mieriar Mieve Mille Mirits Moidh Moill Morghais Morrain Muelis Munainn Màrraidh Màrtaig Mèibhdewis Niemh Nienalon Niong Olasam Padar Paoidhon Paoig Paoir Paolaidh Paonanndré Peanouim Peasdan Peathain Petje Peulainn Piens Pieve Pimba Pimeidh Pimhg Polathaidh Polke Poraris Puine Puirienain Relwijn Renathaidh Riabby Rianaibh Riebhuin Robaim Robain Robas Robuin Roelinn Rogilla Ronmhinus Rosans Rosde Rottesmie Ruair Ruimbein Ruinne Sairbhria Salans Sallens Sanshene Sasgaidh Sealain Seamhaigh Seanair Seartaidh Seates Seinnlaidh Sepharaidh Sephijn Sephàin Sgain Sgaire Sgais Sgalbhraig Sgall Sgotha Siaaluis Sienan Siesher Sieteag Sietje Smidhuim Stanidh Stiath Stijneime Stijs Suaighar Sùdrieke Taghlain Talle Tanaid Tenie Tertje Thaidh Tirie Todeòir Toffean Toosann Train Triabaill Trieshin Trijn Tritje Tuidh Tuidheatha Tulastodhg Tàidheal Tàidhuil Uaineis Uarainnd Ureardald Valaig Veelip Wieve Wievene Wille Willep Willfhan Woude Wouduna Woutha Wouthais Ìombrein

[oreca-iroha]

Oreca Battle Monster index

Monster Introductions

Protagonists index

Old Chapters:

Tanta | Dante | Dartan | Leon | Ares | Azul | Dia | Hien

New Chapters:

Burn | Flow | Rock | Hayate | Chrom | Snow | Clay | Lint

WIP

[wahanaslot176proer]

DARTAN DISINI AKUN RESMI DI 2024

LOGIN DISINI

[totally-not-an-awkward-okapi]

(Last post, for context) Oh @dweamofsweep is right! I wouldn’t have noticed but yeah Cuzco did manage to make it into the 2003 adaptation, though with a name change and a slight redesign.

And they’re not alone! It seems that Dartan became Jackal and Super Paris became Thrasher (a major downgrade in names tbh)

The 2003 series also caught something I’d missed in the flurry of action lines: Cuzco No. 1’s wing-like epaulette’s apparently expand out into actual wings? Neat I guess!

[blog-links-imperium]

DARTAN & AMAYA

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

[amayadartan]

6

It pays to be aware of your companions and surroundings...

It was nearing dark when Dartan finally reached another clearing where they could rest once more.  Thankfully the human he was bound to had been quiet and chosen not to annoy him further.  It wasn’t like he had tried to talk to her, he was no longer sure what to say that wouldn't start a fight.   Even with all the walking they had done, he wasn’t sure how far it was to the castle nor how long it would be till they got food.  There was an idea forming in his mind to try and summon one of the demons he knew and see if they could at least bring her food and maybe a coat for comfort if it was cold again.  If she became ill or too fatigued, it would only make things worse and take longer.  Since they could not trace, they would still have to walk to the Palace and he needed her to be able to keep up and also to run if needed to escape something.

When he turned around to see how Amaya was feeling, his heart sank.  The human female was nowhere to be seen.  He was sure that she was too timid to have wandered off on her own or to be playing some kind of joke on him.  “Amaya!” He called as he started walking back into the forest. “Little Witch!”  He looked around, but the darkness was quickly setting in and if he didn’t get back into the clearing himself, he’d be lost in the woods overnight.  Why could the stupid human not just follow him and keep up?  This was now even more of a disaster!

Breaking off some dead branches as quickly as he could, he built a small fire using his magic near the edge of the clearing. He lit another branch on fire and walked into the forest calling Amaya’s name loudly.  He kept walking until he could just barely see his fire, then turned back and almost ran to it.  There were the sounds of creatures awakening in the forest.  This was not where they were the night before and there seemed to be more sounds of wildlife than there had been before.  Wherever Amaya was, he could bet that she was not safe and would not last until morning.

Using the light of the fire, Dartan inscribed two sigils into the earth. They were for two demons that he hoped, HOPED, would answer his call and help him find the damned human who had gotten herself lost in the forest.  At one time they had been friendly acquaintances and with a human involved, he hoped they would still be.   If anything happened to her, he would be held responsible and the punishment would be brutal, excruciatingly painful, and swift.  Placing his branch back on the fire, he performed the rituals to summon the demons. They were his only hope to get Amaya to safety, and possibly keep the rest of his afterlife from being one of abject torture.

“Why are you here?  Why am I here? And what the fuck do you want?” Mithos, the Co-Captain of The Queen’s Royal Guard asked as he stepped out of the darkness and into the light of the fire, sighing deeply with a bad feeling developing in the pit of his stomach.  Standing close to seven feet tall with broad shoulders and dark hair, he was an imposing figure on a good day; this was most certainly NOT a good day at the Palace and the glowing green of his eyes meant that there had better be a quick and acceptable explanation forthcoming.

“I’ll second those questions.  This is not your normal haunt, Dartan, and you must be in a lot of trouble to be calling in favors this old.”  Arioch stepped up next to Mithos, his expression just as nonplussed from having been summoned after the long day the two had experienced thanks to Damien.  The two demons looked at each other with brows raised.  Both were curious what had caused them to be summoned, but also had a bad feeling that they were not going to like the answer.  After Kaylin and Asher’s state when they appeared at the Palace, there was a great likelihood that the bad luck of the day wasn’t over.

“There is a human female lost in that forest, and I don’t know where.  But I fear that she is in dire trouble.”  Dartan saw the expressions of the demons change to something akin to a mixture of annoyance, incredulence, and fear. “And, we are bound, as in somehow married, ish.” 

“FUCK!” Arioch exclaimed and disappeared, tracing back to the Palace to gain assistance.

“The Queen is going to have your fucking head, we’ll be back.” Mithos was no less pissed, but at least gave him some hope before disappearing as well.  

It was mere moments until both the demons returned but they were not alone.  Dartan could guess that the double of Arioch without the scar was Raguel.  He wasn’t sure who the other two were or why Mithos had two corgi puppies on leashes.  This hardly seemed the place for small animals of any kind, least of all ones from Earth. 

"Raguel, take this idiot back to the Palace.  My sister will show you where we will be housing he and his human….wife…whatever.  Arch should be joining her shortly, I’m sure he’ll be thrilled.  Maybe he can curse him." The one Dartan instantly deduced was Cruz said, his voice and demeanor clearly indicating he was no more pleased than Arioch and Mithos, although he was far more frightening in countenance.  Dartan feared meeting the Queen.

Before Raguel could reply, Mithos gave a command to the puppies in a language foreign to Dartan and they instantly transformed into massive snarling Cerebus. Dartan took a step back as Mithos gave them another command and then handed one of the leashes to Arioch.  Bringing the pups to the forest suddenly made far more sense.

"Come on, Olly, we might need an extra set of hands…" Arioch said before he and Mithos headed into the woods.

"Big guy, dumb fuck here can't trace or be traced.  Neither can his human…." Raguel started to explain to Cruz, before being interrupted. 

"Did your wings fall off?"

"No, I was just letting YOU know so you could figure out who was the best to take his human back." Cruz nodded while pinching the bridge of his nose, his eyes squinting shut, as Raguel finished with brows raised and lips thinned. 

"Amaya." Dartan said, which had both males' heads snapping to look at him. "Her name is Amaya."

Cruz took a menacing step towards him, blue and purple energy beginning to snap around the Horseman as he did. "I don't care what the fuck her name is right now. We need to find her before something makes her a snack because of your utter incompetence.  I would suggest silence until someone speaks to you again. If anything happens to this human because of you I will personally drag your soul down into the depths of Caligo and see to it that you are eternally flayed." Cruz turned to Raguel, who seemed leary at that moment of his old friend.  "Get him out of my sight before I do it just to improve my mood." The blue of his eyes and gone an almost icy white, the King’s patience had apparently completely expired.

"Ya got it, boss." Cruz inclined his head to Raguel at that answer, and then stalked off into the forest following the others. "I'll try not to drop your dumb ass. Although if Abriella has to go all Necromancer to bring your chick back, a fall from the treetops will seem like a love tap." A sarcastic smile formed on Raguel's face before his wings flared behind him, raising him slightly off of the ground.  Beautiful white iridescent feather tipped in gold caught the light from the fire and seemed to sparkle. 

For just a moment Raguel hovered then went behind Dartan to grab him under the shoulders and then raise up over the trees to head to the palace.  He knew already Abriella was nervously waiting for the human's arrival.  The Divine help them all if the others didn't find her before she perished.

[n41r]

Cilok kecap ekstra pedas

[mechaseraph]

Power couple idea: you get separated due to time-space shenanigans in attempt to make present better and it does gets better for everyone but you, as you're forever burdened to be separated, memory slowly melting away, but souls still yearning to meet one another

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This is from an upcoming chapter of Dartan and Amaya

“I’ve changed my mind.”  The look on Arioch’s face was on of pure, unadulterated shock.  Dartan had lost his mind.

“I’m sorry, what?”  Arioch blinked twice, sure he had not heard the damned spectre correctly.  “You. Changed. Your. Mind.” He repeated the words back slowly, still staring at Dartan as if the other male had grown a second head.  If he had, that might explain this new development.  NOW he changed his mind?  NOW!  “Could you have maybe done that BEFORE you lost her in a forest full of creatures who think of humans as snacks?  Hmm?  Would that, I don’t know, possibly, have been too inconvenient for you?”  The sarcasm was so thick in Arioch’s voice it was almost palpable in the air between the two males as they faced off against one another.  

“Don’t even start with me, demon.”  Dartan’s voice held warning.  Not that he knew what he’d do to the other male.  “It’s not like I had a lot of time to think about things.  And she…”

“She what?!” Arioch was completely flummoxed on even what to say at this point and damn near at his breaking point.  If he didn’t think that snapping the neck of the being in front of him might harm Amaya, he would have.  “She made a mistake?!  You mean like you did abandoning her in the forest of a foreign realm where there are vicious animals?  That kind of mistake?  Or one that just inconveniences your royally egotistical dumbass day?” Now the demon was growling, a slight glow starting around him.  Had Dartan considered who he was speaking to, he would have remembered Arioch was the demon of REVENGE.  As in payback.  So getting payback for an innocent left to die in a forest would be right up his alley. 

"I didn't ASK to be married to her, but here we are and I AM.  SHE. IS. MY. WIFE!" Dartan roared back, still not considering who he was dealing with in the slightest. He took a step towards Arioch, his hand coming in front of him, one at chest level palm down and the other at his waist with palm up. Between them a colored mist started to swirl. Fuck this demon and fuck anyone else who got in his way.

Arioch was not one to be threatened or to back down.  The spectre wanted to dance?  He'd dance, and they'd see if Dartan could die a second time.  Patience completely gone, Arioch shifted into full demonic form in an instant and his talons were buried in the side of Dartan’s neck; purple blood began flowing down the spectre's chest.

Dartan’s eyes were wide as pain cascaded through his body.  Every nerve was lit up as if chain lightning was traversing through every fibre of his entire body.  It was then he realized he'd made a very grave miscalculation on who held the upper hand betwixt the two of them.

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