Chapter 5
Again. It’s not that I don’t like Devland, it’s just, the stick that’s up his ass. We were made to form a counsel and work together, but things were good. I had things to do and fights to start, I mean stop. I didn’t want to be a recluse and just make decisions for humanity without being in it. My demon and angel side worked perfectly together. Both sides are lunatics but balance out beautifully.
I am calm and try to hear all of the sides of the story and then I will absolutely destroy anything in my path. I enjoy fighting, but I do not enjoy death. That is why I suit my job perfectly, I won’t stray from joining the fight but I will make it reach its end. Each one of us lean towards one side or the other. Devland is so scared of his demon that he became too damn angelic. We had hoped that he would find someone to tug him into society… or just tug him in general, but we’ve heard no such news.
After the eventful girls night of Ziggy and Acheros ditching us, then Aella ditching me for her love that finally made it, I was left with Than. We drank ourselves almost into a stupor before making our way to our separate rooms. I should have stayed with the red head. I’m now trying to tame my curls after driving back to New York on my lowrider, since my other bike was still in New York. I had business to do to make sure that every supernatural member of my bars were aware that Daddy was coming home with the milk. I made sure to let the humans know as well that someone important was coming, but had no description to give them myself, so I was only able to tell them that there was someone stuffy coming and not to piss them off. Roo had said that he was going to be in town by Thursday but the day came around, and I was wondering if he chickened out. Then I got a text from an unknown number. Did he create a group text?
*“Hello everyone. We have all been working hard for so long. I wanted to come and thank you myself. I am in New York staying in my suite. I hope to see you soon.” *
Well that’s weird. I texted Ziggy. Ummm… was I the only one to find that awkward? Ziggy immediately replied telling me “this is when you invite him to your bar D” noooooooo. This is going to be a boring week.
“Devland, I presume? I have a bar here in New York. Please let us know when you would like to meet. - Daeva”
We are basically gods, why is this so awkward? we settled on a time the following night. Judgement was coming. I won’t walk in and smell sex and lust, just beer. Acheros is the only one that ever spent any real amount of time with him and insists that we would be surprised how “not stuffy” he is. But all the rest of us received notes every decade with a task or a question, so it didn’t look good. He has met all except for myself and Volkan, the youngest, but the others only ever said that he was ‘polite’ but they never spent more than a few minutes with him.
Volkan should be here any minute but he has been busy with his deconstruction company. Yup. Our god of earth has a company that blows up buildings with precision, and finesse. He lets his demon lead like I do and I’m happy to have at least one on my side this week. The six of us were meeting at the bar before Devland arrives to talk to each other and catch up. None of us know what to expect or why he wants to meet us after 2000 years.
Aellas angel will be here soon as well. Aella was always the sweetest one of us and finding out that the fates chose an angel for her was no surprise. The fates chose someone for the 7 of us for a reason, mainly to help us keep the balance. Our fated loves are only a little like the movies. We know it’s them, because as soon as you meet them it’s said there’s a gravitational pull. Like you remembered something that you forgot a long time ago and that you found what you forgot you were looking for. I really really would rather not find mine. It won’t work if they’re not at least a little crazy like me. As I walk from my penthouse to my bar I can’t help but wonder if that’s why Devland is finally getting out of his shell: he wants to find him a lover.
As I walk to my booth I’m thankful that there is still sex in the air, but this almost seems…. Polite? Dull. Ugh. I find my seat and start on my first bottle while I wait for my group. Than is the first one to show. “Hey D, you ready?” Nope. “As I’ll ever be” I replied. “Are you ready to go to your place in the stuffy counsel in the sky?” I asked. He just laughed and tried to reason with me “maybe he just wants us to meet more down here and be more a team.” Than was Aella's brother but one of the only things that they seemed to have in common was the color of their skin. Than loved to have fun, but was much more reserved than Aella but they did share their ability to put everyone at ease. Than was able to manipulate emotions as well, which certainly comes in handy as a reaper.
He was kind and gentle but had a temper rivaling my own. He always kept his curly black hair faded and short, and his golden brown eyes fit his asthetic perfectly. I couldn’t help the look I gave him after what he said, though. I loved my businesses, I loved my fights, I loved my humans. I don’t want to give that up to sit at a table and be a ruler. I wanted my hands to get dirty. As Than and I talked about what may or may not happen tonight, Volkan showed up with his Angel in tow, he definately needed an angel. They balance each other beautifully.
Volkan has always had the loosest grip on his violent nature, causing literal destruction in his wake. Poor Pompeii had the butt end of a hangover in his first few years on earth. His angel is a healer. It’s literally perfect. I went over first to give them both a hand shake. Before a few bottles of liquor, I’m not a hugger.
They were both all grins at us, with their blonde hair out of place and a little smudge of lipstick on Volkans mouth. “Well I see you found the room I got you. That’s a nice color on you Ol” I teased. Volkan and Sirona looked very much alike, the perfect puzzle pieces. Sirona was a quite a bit shorter than me with medium length blonde hair and an adorable round face that was like looking at a doll. Volkan was between her height and mine and looked skinny but I knew how muscular he was. He had nearly the same color blonde hair and always kept it looking disheveled, and had the same adorable round shaped face.
They looked like barbie and dirty ken. Volkan grinned from ear to ear while his Sirona just blushed but winked at me and said “it is a beautiful room though! We will take great care of it.” Oh the angelic manners. “I sincerely hope you don't,” I replied, returning her wink. “So are we ready to get the angel drunk and party?” Ol said with a smirk. He had more confidence in being able to get the famously uptight angel to let his wings down so to speak. Considering this is the first time he’s shown interest in meeting us, I’m much less confident. “Come on D, by all accounts he’s basically the most attractive being to exist. Maybe you can get him to loosen up.
Hell maybe we can just have the meetings at your bars. We know you own enough to make it work from anywhere”. Ol had an annoying point. But I don’t want to leave my pea brains. I love these stupid humans. “Look, I’m sure he’s great, but I don’t want to be stuck in a box ruling and reporting to only get to go out and fight once a millennia. That sounds like a horrible existence. Besides, why now after 2,000 and some odd years. This is also my favorite human era yet! They’re all so… liberated.” I said. It’s been hard to do much as a female at the start of my existence but now, with only a wink I can do whatever I want with whoever and however many that I want. Anything that gets in the way of that is unacceptable.
We all agreed, well they all agreed, to let it play out and hope for the best. He’s not the ruler by any means, but he is the oldest and most trained besides me. I was the only other to be taught by our makers more than once. Lucy taught me how to fight and manipulate and especially how much fun can be had with a human. God taught me their flaws, how to tap into their minds and strategy. The only one that is rumored to be stronger than me in a fight is Devland himself, but since he doesn’t fight much, I thought that was debatable. It wouldn’t be a bad thing to work together as a group more, as long as I keep my freedom. Than, Zolkan, Sirona and I continued to catch up until the couple and the couple in denial showed up.