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I THOUGHT I WENT TO THE WHITE City on my own, but I was sorely mistaken. Of course, I also realized when I turned around to see the eight princes, Phoenix and her brothers, Oliver, and Will there, that I’d forgotten something.
At the end of the day, no matter what, we were as much of a family as most of us were ever going to get. We were a family - it didn’t matter who we were, where we came from, or what we were like. We would always fight for each other. There was no other way to go about it.
I admit that I was nervous about the idea of going to face Gavin and His archangels. This was my first time in the White City since my “fall” and I’d promised myself a long time ago that there was no way I was going back there. When I felt Phoenix’s hand on my shoulder and saw the princes behind me, all in their demon forms and ready for anything that would inevitably come our way, I somehow wasn’t quite as scared.
We walked together into the throne room to realize that they were all waiting for us, but the thing was, we were ready for them, too.
Immediately, the throne room erupted into a full-blown battle that could only rival those that were found at the battlefields that the Empyrean War were being fought on. For once, though, the angels weren’t winning. No. Much to my surprise: we were winning.
Lucifer looked over at me as I started to become cornered by four of the archangels (none of which I could remember the names of, but there were like three archangels whose names started with an “r”, so that was the excuse that I was sticking to). He called out to his brothers who all sprung into action right alongside him. Before they could get to me, though, something happened.
Suddenly, the eight brothers met just enough that they were for some reason lifted off of the ground as a bright aura surrounded them. Outside, angels could be heard screaming bloody murder and the angels inside the throne room where injured so badly that they could no longer fight.
We all stopped and looked at one another. Had we won?
I wish I could say that I was happy that the fight seemed to be over, but... something about all of this didn’t feel quite right.