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Alkilai panted heavily, falling on his bottom on the floor. He had expended all of his energy on that last onslaught, he was exhausted, he couldn't fight another match even if he wanted too. He couldn't help but find it laughable that this man was now begging for his help after going all out like he did, but Alkilai could never turn down a soul in need, besides, they needed the cage for the next match. He put Daniel's arm around his shoulder and helped him up, guiding him out of the cage and over to the bar, setting him down onto one of the chairs.
"Alright Lane, I've questions, and you better have answers." he said in a slightly threatening tone, he may have been tired, but he was definitely in a better condition than his opponent.

(Side Note: A Human-Demon hybrid is called a Cambion, Nephilim is specifically for the offspring of Angels)

(I know, I've played DMC enough to know my lore and such xD FYI, my phone's auto correct messes up most of my spelling)

"Danny c-call me Danny" he winced at the touch if his side, bloodied and bruised he knew his opponent had spunk and will power, both traits he admired a lot. "You must be thinking about how I knew about you am I right?" He leaned back against the chair, throwing his head back trying to find what little comfort he could.

"I was surprised when I learnt you were Nephilim, but I was even more surprised you didn't click when I started bringing things up about you, how I did it was obvious" he coughed a few time, blood drilling from his mouth "every time your or my fist came in contact, I took some of your memories" the bluish light flickered in his hand "and, with the first contact, I can completely mimic your abilities" he had a smug smile.

"Took my memories... mimic my abilities...?" Alkilai found this a little hard to believe, but he seemed to be telling the truth, the proof was in the pudding after all. But it sort of frightened him a little that this man could tell him something like this so calmly, it all just raised more questions. "Just what the hell are you, and what's this "Nephilim" stuff you keep talking about?" He questioned further.

Danny opened his mouth to answer, it quickly turned into a grin "have you ever heard of the horse men of apocalypse?" Wincing a little he motioned for Al to lend an ear "help me home and I'll tell you everything about you and what you are"

Alkilai was a little skeptical, but he wanted answers, needed them, so he complied.
"Fine, let's get going then, but this better be legit." He warned a she helped the man up from his chair and led him out of the shack. He looked around and noticed a motorcycle that definitely seemed like something Danny would ride, and it seemed to be so as he didn't object when he walked over to it.
"So, how do we get you home?"

"Easy" he said leaning against the bike, a gentle hand on his side. As soon as he touched the bike, it started itself up, the tank turned into a small flaming vortex. He sat properly on the bike, free hand on one side of the bar.

"Get on back" he said revving the engine, hearing the bike roar was music to his ears. The drive was short, they ended up at a nameless shop "home swe-et home" he winced poking himself by accident. The doe opened to the sound of a tiny bell hung above it. "So Nephilim right?" He threw his jacket on the desk placed in the centre closer to the back wall.

Alkilai briefly looked around the rundown little shop, it wasn't in too bad of a condition, but from what he could see he couldn't really tell if it was actually operational or just a place for Danny to take shelter in, either way it seemed to fit him almost perfectly.
"Yeah, you drop that word like it's your job, just what does it mean exactly?"

Danny threw his feet up onto to the desk, he let to of his side and popped his neck. His wounds seemed to be healing up "have you ever heard about the four horsemen of apocalypse? They were not demons nor a allowed in this world, heaven or hell. So they were thrown into purgatory, a place bang in the centre of heaven and hell" he pulled out a beer from a mini fridge and put one on the table in front of Al, then grabbed another And poppedthe cap from his own "all the creatures that you see roaming the night like werewolves and vampires were condemned to purgatory. Right now in this world they have no souls because their souls are in purgatory from the beginning" Danny leaned forward, he flexed his back, the skin on his right shoulder blade peeled away for a black angel wing to emerge and stretch almost to the other side of the shop "back to the four horsemen, originally they were meant to be just creatures but when god saw how they were able to survive purgatory and almost rule it. He gave them all an offer, if they gave their souls to him, he will give them new bodies and the power of rebirth until the day comes where heaven and hell start war. The thing is, they lost their memories but they find out soon enough when the first horsemen, death, me, an angel and devil offspring, Went beyond my own name and recalled my old memories" he took a moment for Al to process all of that "you, my friend are one of the four Nephilim remaining; one of my younger brothers with only an angel parent and one human parent. You, brother, are a horseman of apocalypse"

((Chose whichever you want to be, nice little bit of lore in there for ya xD))

"Four Horsemen huh?" he said as he grabbed the beer from the table and examined it. "Heh, don't make me laugh." He popped the cap in a similar manor to Danny, but did not drink right away, he just kept inspecting it. "I'm not totally ignorant in this bible junk, the Four Horsemen, War, Pestilence, Famine, and of course, Death. God will send them onto the earth and they will cause their respective disaster o signal the End of Days, right?" He finally brought the drink up to his mouth and tilted it slightly, but before the liquid ever touched his lips, he stopped. His hand tightened it's grip on the bottle, he seemed hesitant, almost like he was forcing himself, or trying too, but he soon gave up and placed the beer back on the table.
"I can't even bring myself to drink a goddamn beer, how the hell am I supposed to bring about the end of the world? I may be a Nephilim, but I was just a mistake, a fluke, a freak accident brought about by an unsuspecting mortal and a careless, horny Angel, nothing so fantastic." He said, the bitterness in his voice a lot more evident that he would've liked it to be. "I must admit though, it is a little comforting knowing that I'm not the only reject, that there were enough people like me throughout history for there to be a name for it. But, sorry, I don't think I'm one of you."

"Think what you will, but I am living proof that the four horseman are real" he pointed at the reaper tattoo that covered his right arm "I may not be as intimidating as the bible says but it doesn't mean it's right. We're guardians of earth, not bringers of chaos. We're named like that to strike fear into the angels and demons so that when we come during the war, it will make the angels and demons fear the outcome"

Danny shrugged "trust me on this, you're a horseman, if you found anymore Nephilim then you would've already knew what they were, I'm guessing you never. Ya know why? Cuz there's only four."

Alkilai took a moment to ponder the possibility, he had to admit, it did seem inviting, being a Horseman, at the very least he would have a purpose, but... it would be a purpose he didn't choose, just another way that heaven, the same beings that rejected him, could control his life, either way, nothing would change. However, his curiosity was piqued and so he decided to indulge the alleged Horseman.
"Ok, say I am a Horseman of the Apocalypse, like you, why couldn't I tell that you were Nephilim, like you could with me?"

"I've gone through so much to find just one of us, you wouldn't believe the things I had to do and you wouldn't believe the time we're going to have..." Danny said nursing his shoulder, he picked up a slice of pizza from the box that lay on desk, it was half eaten and looked a little cold. He motioned for Al to take one if he wanted. "I have killed, reaped and destroyed just to restore what I could of the four horsemen but unlike you and the other 2, wherever they are, I am a spawn of both angel and Devil. My abilities are limited to what I touch, I use powers that I mimic and with mimicry I have the ability to steal memories remember?" he was half way done with the slice before tossing it back in the box "I asked some of the lower demons and reaper, to search for anyone out of the ordinary. Since, I am the lord of death" he said that with a scoff, hating his title, it was one he took to when around other beings. "They have to do as I say or it's not pretty. I am fair with the demons who live their life as normal people do, without blood on their hands they're as humans reborn in my eyes. if however I find they've abused my trust then I reap" his wounds were very faint, his ribs healed and his split lip healed itself "anyway, when a reaper came to me with information of a man with abilities similar to one of the horsemen I investigated. I found you, all broken and aimlessly living a life he thought was a mistake. it wasn't, I can promise that. A battle with you allowed me to investigate whether or not you're a horseman. My source was right" He leaned forward and looked slightly troubled "What i'm going to tell you nexy may come as a surprise and, may just help you take up arms with me."

((For future reference, what horseman do you think you'd want to play. Remember, each horse man may have bad names but I can promise that with the way it is in my head... They're all badass))

The more he listened, the more he felt like it may be worth taking this man seriously. There was absolutely no reason to believe anything this man was telling him, but then again, there was no reason not too either. The only thing he was certain of was that he was a Nephilim, and so was the man sitting before him, and that he could certainly copy his powers from what he saw, and that so called Devil Trigger of his did seem like something a powerful being that could bring about the end of the world would possess. The more he thought about it, the less he believed that what Danny was telling him was total bullshit. He seemed pretty confident that what he would tell him next would make him "embrace his destiny" or some crap like that, and while Alkilai highly doubted it, he couldn't help but want to at least hear him out, after all, he could always just walk away... he hoped.
"Really... so what is it exactly?"

"God has left heaven" he smiled and sat back, he wanted it to sink in "no one knows where but he's been gone for a few days and all the angels are lost without him... The angels have set their eyes on new world order"

Alkilai's eyes widened in shock, that certainly got his attention.
"God, as in the all mighty creator of heaven and earth, has... left heaven?" he questioned, it just seemed to crazy to even imagine. "So what, he just got up and left, and now the angels are like, what, going to choose someone to take his place or something?"

Danny nodded "yup, straight up poofed" Danny realised he sparked ALS intrest "and no, they just want to take I've earth and the demons want to do the same... I guess war is upon us"

"War..." The thought resonated within his mind, a war between heaven and hell, it was almost too surreal to be taken seriously. He pondered on the idea, thought of what it would bring and what it would mean for humanity. It provoked a strange feeling within his mind, no, within his heart, his very being even, he knew this feeling well, it was the same feeling he got when his angelic blood drove him to right a wrong, save an innocent, or punish the sinful. There was no longer any doubt in his mind, everything Danny had told him was true, he was a Horsemen of the Apocalypse.

"And how exactly does that concern us?" he asked, desperately trying to avoid what he knew he was going to tell him.

"Us? So you've accepted the fact your a horsemen?" Danny chuckled, he knew he was gong to come around "we're peacekeepers man, we have to fight off both sides" Danny hated the odds but their strength, together, is unmatchable if the archangels were to face them "The cambions and archangles are the only ones that will be a match for us"

Danny placed his holsters on the desk and stood up, twisted and turned, popping his joints and sighed in relief "man healing takes forever" he said with a smile stretching "I can't do this alone"

Alkilai was silent, in not even fifteen minutes he went from a rejected mistake to to a legendary biblical figure, it was all a bit overwhelming to say the least. He didn't really know what to think, on one hand he had finally found his purpose, his reason for existing, and yet on the other hand, he didn't really feel like following heaven's grand design, he hated the fact that the same beings who took him away from his mother, including his mother herself, were still able to control his life through his angelic blood. He has fought so hard to try and make a life that was his own, that wasn't ruled by the heavens, by the people who shunned him in the first place, but ultimately he never could escape his angelic need of righteous acts and swift punishment to the sinful. And yet, this could be his chance to confront those very beings, to finally come face to face with the angel bastards that he hated so much, maybe even... no, he didn't care about her, he couldn't care less if he ran into her or not, but if he did, he certainly knew what he wanted to say to her.

"I"ll be honest, I really, and I mean REALLY, don't want anything to do with all this biblical crap... but if this means I can bash a few self-righteous angels' face in, then count me in." He finally replied, finally quelling the sensation within his soul.

Danny was smiling ear to ear, finally, He was able to reunite with his Nephilim brother. Danny walked towards his desk "you'd want your ring I'm guessing, war" Danny said taking out an oak box with a smile so big you could see all his teeth, he walked over to him and flipped open the oak box, 3 rings lay on the inside. War's ring had the mark of two blades crossed over each other "War, it's good to see you again" he said looking at Al "but, this isn't the hard part. You still need your mark"