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I lay there, watching the two creatures fight. It was unlike anything I'd ever seen, both seeming equally matched in skill. I could not figure out who was the 'bad guy' in the battle though... Presuming both of them aren't bad...

I clench my fist, a small spark flickering near my palm. Wait what? Just a spark?! I must have dropped it! I turn around and crawl back into the rubble, shifting through it all trying to find 'it'.

Castiel didn't say a word, he threw his sword in the air, a ripple in time and space swallowed the sword. He smirked, a building behind him, in the back ground, sparked up in an explosion. Floor by floor the building came crashing down. The cloud of dust came sweeping through the streets, with a bow, he was black smoke in the dust cloud. When the dust settled, he was gone. He left behind a black feather, it rested upon the surface of which his feet were atop.

((Don't wait for me, I'll be back ))

Asmoday let go of Artamiel and morphed back into his earthly attire. "We will meet again, Castiel." Asmoday walked toward the woman searching for her item of power and concentrated, lifting the rubble away. He then turned toward Jesse and the dwarf.

"Wha- WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!" Jeston yelled, looked at his beer bottle and smashed it on the ground, "There's no way I'm THAT drunk" He started to feel dizzy "On second thought....maybe I am" He then vomited on the floor and collapsed in his own vomit, groaning.

Asmoday stared at the dwarf and thought about leaving him. Sighing, Asmoday opened a portal to his hideout, picked up the dwarf, and walked toward it. He turned to the other two supernaturals. "You're welcome to join me."

As the rubble is shifted away I see it there, a small wrist band made of a tough looking leather, strange bluish runes etched on the inside and out of it. I grab for it and slip it over my wrist, my vibrant pink eyes fading to a soft amber. "Gotcha!!"

Being a Gnoll, or Werehyena as some refer to us as, I was naturally gifted with a great sense of the universe around me, the particles that make up all matter, the very fabric of space. I could feel it... Manipulate it... But not to great extents.

The wrist band, an ancient relic from a time few even know existed amplified this ability by bounds and leaps. It was also how I was able to keep the form of a human for long periods of time.

Wiping some of the dust from my shoulders I crack a toothy grin to Asmoday "Join you where? Actually before that... What the hell just happened?!"

(I'm dropping, everyone went on without me and it's kind of hard to catch up.

(Sorry, Insane. It was difficult to wait. Perhaps another time )
Asmoday sighed. "I'll explain in the simplest way I can give. A creature of darkness that is born somewhere between a few centuries or millennia was born. His name is Castiel, and he came here wanting to pick up a fight. I happened to be here in Kiowa, which was my former home before I discovered who I am. And who I am, my dear, is Asmoday, son of Lucifer, brother to Abaddon. I am the Prince of Hell. But I am currently in a neutral zone in the infinite battle of good and evil, which is shifting the balance. This is likely why Castiel came here, though he may not be aware of Fate's hand. Castiel and I fought, and he left. And now, I am offering you Sanctuary and recovery." Asmoday pointed to the portal, and then to Rhiannon's wrist band. "And I can tell you more about Idaro should you have questions about its time and origin."

I furrow my brow and shoot you an unsure glare "Son of Lucifer? Even with your power how do you expect me to believe you? And if your telling the truth... How can I trust you. I mean... The son of /satan/?!" My eyes flicker pink and I glance down to Idaro which seems to be damaged "Also... How the heck do you know about me, or my relic??"

"I'm not asking you to trust me. As a matter of fact perhaps you shouldnt." Asmoday smiled. "But if you want to know more about Idaro...and yourself, then you are welcome to follow me." He said as he walked through the portal.

I take a look around the room, a little conflicted about the idea... Damnit! Where does this portal even lead? My eyes flicker pink again, Idaro sending a numbing pulse up my arm. I grit my teeth and stare into the portal "Argh screw it!" I trudge over to the portal and step through

Standing opposite the portal, Admiration watches the Gnoll step through and smiles. "Welcome to Hell." Asmoday lifts his hands and shows her the area. "You'll notice that you are currently floating. This is how we navigate throughout the area. Come. Let me show you around before I take you to my sanctuary." Asmoday begins floating toward some buildings in the red background and stops. "But whatever you do, do not reveal that you are partly human. Idaro will mask your identity, but if they discover your race they will turn you." Asmoday motions to follow.

I take Idaro off and tuck the small relic into my pocket. My eyes return to the stunning pink colour. Fur sprouts over my body as it changes in practically an instant as I will it to. I tail appears from behind, similar to that of a fluffy dog. All my features become that of a Gnoll, a hyenakin as some refer to us as, standing there in my true form.

"It's ok.. I can control it. In fact without 'Idaro' as you call it I can't even change without bursting a vessel. The Gnollish blood is quite overpowering. W-what do you mean 'turn' me?"

Asmoday looks away. "Lets just say that while I'm the son of Lucifer, I was human once." Asmoday floats toward Bloodflow and opens the door, motioning to enter.

My ears splay back against my head and I slowly float through the door, my eyes darting around "Sorry to hear that.."

"Don't be. I hated my human life...as a human I was much to abused and ridiculed. My earthly parents cared not too little, but too much, and they didn't care what pressure they put on me. This caused me to...break down as a human. During this time, I conducted rituals. And I ended finding out about myself." Asmoday closes the door and enters, only to freeze in his tracks, which wasn't ever a good sign.

Jeston woke up to find himself in the man's hands, "What the hell?! Put me down, you bastard!"

Asmoday sighed and put the man down 'on his feet'. "Welcome to Hell. Ill explain things for you if you make it past all of them." Asmoday pointed to the vampires, werewolves, hybrids, and other supernaturals.