Worldly affairs? Lilith's been doing that for god knows how long; then again, she wasn't born with supreme power, so I guess it's fine if no one says anything.
"What's this got to do with Mithra?"
"Well, there is no physical rule that Avatars aren't supposed to be involved with worldly affairs, but it's not a written rule that many abide by. Usually, Avatars are reclusive, but Mithra isn't. She is probably the only one who takes active roles throughout the Myriad Heavens and possesses one of the strongest forces out there."
My brow creased, " is she an enemy?"
"Gods no, I have an excellent relationship with big sis Mithra, and it's why I'm here." She said, eyeing me with a look of pure judgment. "You can't screw, plow, or hurt any of the Decendents of Sol or Pendragon!"
"I take offense to that statement! I'm the perfect gentlemen!"
Arcs of light flashed with thunder as the pure radiance of the One's power crackled through the skies.
"Thou shall not lie! Dummy!"
"Ok fine, " I meekly said, gulping down as I felt the wrath of the One thunder through the skies.
Why is he even looking at me?
"Mithra aside, her family is well known and liked by both the Angels and some of the Fallen. She also has close ties to Mephisto, despite being bitter rivals at times. But all in all, Mithra is not someone you can afford to offend, and honestly, the Order is pretty strained dealing with the Fallens of Hell, alongside the various other issues we have." Truck-kun calmly uttered with a hopeful tone.
"Well, she's a Paragon and—"
'How many people have you angered as a mortal? Let's face it; your biggest gift is your ability to anger people. It always has been." She remarked.
Clearing my throat, I spoke, "I'll play nice, but no promises; emotions are quite hard for me to grasp at times."
"Zena is a kind girl with close ties to Mithra, Luna, and Tenebrae. She's very important, so don't screw up. Everyone is quite worried. I'm about to go talk to Zena next to warn her about you."
"Traitor!"
Truck-kun rolled her emerald eyes, "Hmph, I don't have many friends, but I take care of the ones I do, bubba. Leave them alone."
Staring at the young girl who seemed so grave, I sighed, ' Fine, I'll play nice, but we are in a war."
"Oh, I know, but you will do well to learn from Zena; Before she was taken into the abyss, she was making a pilgrimage all around Aether to the various Gods in the Myriad Hevans. She's a battle fanatic but a very kind one. Zena le Fey is a child of Pendragon."
"... Le Fey? As in—"
"Morgana Le Fey. Yes, we found out she's a child of the Forsaken line as well. Not of ours, but it seems she knew our mother quite closely." She said as a pang raced from my heart. "But the jury is still out on what it does. Mithra seems to know but has not spoken a word about it to me."
Crossing my arms behind my back, I narrowed my eyes, cursing that bastard's name, " Mephisto failed to mention this. Sneaky cunt. But I guess it's for the best. We don't know how much she knows, do we?"
"Afraid not, wish is why I ask you not to antagonize her. She's naive and doesn't like to think ahead, only fight head-on. The Order has its pockets in everything, but we are not the strongest organization. We are far younger than all these groups."
It sounds to me like she is a bit of an airhead, but that could be a front. But I need to see for sure. One never knows who is plotting against who.
"Anyway, bubba, I've got to go! Let's go, Arky And Ty!"
Vanishing from their location, I smiled, " Naive, huh? Well, we shall see about that."
That just leaves the question Whose Lammy? But still, if Zena has the forsaken blood within her, what does it do?
Mephisto did not lie; if she was also a Nephilim and a Forsaken, Zena Le Fay might be a rival.
"Mr. Blackwater? Are we training today?" Zenta inquired, peering up at me with a grave expression as he clenched his tiny fist.
"I—"
"Mr. Blackwater!" A heavenly voice that made my stomach bubble with disgust uttered as I turned towards the entrance, where stood an armed escort of Angels shimmering with a ghastly light many believe to be seraphic qi.
I could never understand it. But for some reason, maybe due to the lack of the original Law of Concordance, these angels, when I first saw them, held an Angelic Qi and, according to Bael, were leagues different than the Seraphic Qi I first saw Zantar use in his fight with Baphomet. My demonic line told me they were different but not why, and even Bael was the same. He couldn't explain it.
Even so, the seraphic qi these bastards release ever since Raziel created the new law of concordance made me want to vomit.
These angels made me think of a pig swirling in their shit.
Holding back the pit of disgust within my stomach, I nodded, " What can I do for you, gentlemen?"
"We are here to arrest you on a count of murder."
"And who per se did I murder?" I inquired, eyeing the dark hair angel with snow-white wings with grey tips.
"Three days ago, there were some killings, and many reported seeing you—"
"Seeing me what? Standing over bodies? Is that a crime?" I quickly cut in, " Did you ask them if there was any blood on my clothing? Did you ask them if I was injured? It seems to me that angels who have the power to see the truth should know who is lying or not. I've not killed anyone," I blatantly explained with a lie, sure that with my power of darkness and my devil's ability, no angel would be able to tell if I was lying.
The angel frowned, "We got word from the Aethers Second Consort; while we might not have proof, we will be looking into every possibility, but we need you to come with us."
"Then speak to my owner, Mrs. Valice Black. I'm under no obligation to follow you. On the word of some whore."