A pair of couches had rode down one of the many Highways. However until most Highways, this particular one was poorly-made with a lot of cracks and holes in the road making a rocky ride for the passengers on board.
The angels gritted their teeth as they constantly bounced in their respective seats. Ever since the sky had started to go dark, they had realized how bumpy the ride to the Necropolis continent.
"W-W-What's g-g-g-g-going o-o-o-o-on?" Shane asked.
"D-D-D-D-Don't w-w-w-w-worry, k-k-k-k-kid. T-T-T-T-This i-i-i-i-is n-n-n-n-normal." The driver said while riding on.
"H-H-H-H-How i-i-i-i-is t-t-t-t-this n-n-n-n-normal?" Nathan asked in disbelief.
"T-T-T-T-The H-H-H-H-Highway t-t-t-t-to N-N-N-N-Necropolis i-i-i-i-is b-b-b-b-broken d-d-d-d-down." The driver said waving it off. "I-I-I-I-It j-j-j-j-just m-m-m-m-means w-w-w-w-we a-a-a-a-are a-a-a-a-almost t-t-t-t-there."
Nathan growled. "I-I-I-I-I k-k-k-k-knew i-i-i-i-it. I-I-I-I-I l-l-l-l-literally h-h-h-h-haven't e-e-e-e-even g-g-g-g-got o-o-o-o-off t-t-t-t-the c-c-c-c-coach y-y-y-y-yet a-a-a-a-and I-I-I-I-I h-h-h-h-hate t-t-t-t-this p-p-p-p-place."
"O-o-o-o-oh, h-h-h-h-hush."Priscilla muttered.
After a few bumpy minutes, they had finally left the Highway much to everyone's relief and soon rode over to Night Town. There, the people looked up in awe and confusion at the two coaches making their way. Soon, they had walked off of the bus with each and every one of them looking tired.
"Ugh, so glad THAT'S over." Nathan groaned.
"I'll say." Priscilla sighed.
It was then they all looked around to see the citizens looking at them. They varied from humans to vampires to zombies among other creatures that one would easily recognise in a horror flick. The angels looked nervous at all of the stares they were getting while Nathan stared in disgust.
"Um, guys, they are staring..." Shane said shifting his eyes from left to right."
"C-Calm down, Shane." Priscilla reassured though she was trying to tell herself that. "After all, seeing two coaches appear out of the blue isn't exactly a normal occurance."
"Shane, look!" One of the angels said pointing his finger forward.
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice to see a grinning man with a sign that had the word "Shane" on it. He was a lanky man with long brown hair tied in a ponytail. He wore a lime green shirt and tan pants underneath a black apron along with brown boots. The angels didn't needed to think twice about who he was or what he wanted.
"Oh, are you Pal?" Shane asked walking over.
"That's right, Shane." The brown-haired man grinned taking Shane's hand in form of a handshake. "Welcome to Night Town."
Shane gave a smile at the warm reception.
"Why, thank you." He said. He then looked to the side. "Um, so I take it you know everything."
Pal's smile vanished as he nodded solemnly. "Yes, Bogus told me all. You all must had gone through a lot."
Shane sighed. "Indeed... However, right now, I am more concerned... With us being here and..."
Pal paused breaking off the handshake. "Ah. Well, I must admit that I was a bit skeptical to accept after hearing that you literally have an army going here but I suppose I can't be responsible for the death of an entire world so you could stay here for as long as you like."
Shane nodded his head. "Thank you... I thought with us being well, you know and all, you would be more worried of us..."
Pal crossed his arms. "What's there to worry about? Just don't mess with the people here and there shouldn't be any drama."
Suddenly, the brown-haired man shot a dark glare looking towards the angels. They all shrank back at first but then they noticed the way he was scanning around as if looking for someone.
"Speaking of drama, which one of you is Nathan?" Pal asked.
Almost immediately, everyone pointed at Nathan. The red-haired man then stepped forward crossing his arms.
"Yes?" Nathan asked not liking the man's glare.
Pal stepped forward. "Bogus warned me about you and even told me that you almost killed somebody."
Nathan narrowed his eyes stepping forward as well. "I take it he failed to explain as to WHY I tried to kill said person."
"Actually, he did but that is not the point." Pal said walking up to Nathan's face. "I know that you are strongly prejuiced against demons. I don't know why but obviously that is none of my business. What IS my business is what will happen if you take your spear anywhere near one of the locals here."
Nathan gave a small growl. "I am well-aware that this is your home but don't think that gives you the right to boss me around."
"No but I DO have the right have you forwarded back into the Heroes' Hideout." Pal said sternly making everyone's eyes widened.
"You wouldn't dare!" Nathan growled through gritted teeth.
"Oh?" Pal asked. "It is not that like Bogus wouldn't agree with my idea. In fact, he loved the idea!"
Nathan's eyes widened. "WHAT!?"
Pal crossed his arms with a smirk. "Yep. Of course, that is just a warning for you not to cause any trouble, you hear?"
Nathan growled. "Are you a human?"
Pal raised an eyebrow. "Yes. What does it matter?"
Nathan's eyes widened. "What does it matter? You are practically sheep living in a lion's den! Why are you living among let alone going out of your way to protect them?"
Pal paused for a moment. He then let out a laugh startling everyone.
"A sheep living in a lion's den? That is EXACTLY what I said when I had first been working here." He chuckled.
Shane tilted his head to his head. "Really? Well, what made you changed your mind?"
Pal merely shrugged. "I just naturally learned that not all children of the night are evil and I am sure that most of you will learn that too."
Nathan merely scoffed. "I strongly doubt it."
"Whoa, what is this, a tour group?"
Everyone's eyes widened before looking up to see a vampire bat perching one of the coaches. He then flew down from the top practically diving towards the crowd.
"Oh, look, a talking bat." A female angel noted.
The bat chuckled a bit. "You don't get out much, do you, lady?"
"Ah, yes. Drake, say hello to your new neighbours." Pal said stepping down with a smile.
The bat's eyes widened before looking around at the group.
"ALL of them?" Drake asked.
"Yep! All 108 of them! League members like you!" Pal smiled.
Drake looked taken back before scanning around again. "What!? How the hell did that happen?"
Shane looked to the side. "It is a long story..."
"In any case, how about you introduce yourself?" Pal offered.
Drake raised an eyebrow. He then smirked. "All right."
Then, he got engulfed into a cloud of black smoke startling everyone. Suddenly, they saw Drake appearing in his vampire.
"A vampire!" Nathan gasped.
"Oh no... I am just a cosplayer." Drake said sarcastically with a smirk.
Nathan narrowed his eyes before scooting in front of Shane spreading his arms out in front of him. Drake noticed this and raised an eyebrow quickly noticing what was the matter.
"Oh, I get it." Drake said before laughing a bit. "Don't worry, I won't eat him. I mean look at him. He doesn't look like I would get much blood out of him."
"Oh boy." Pal groaned holding his head.
"What!? How dare you!?" Nathan roared. "Not only are you fit to eat Shane but his blood is more purer than your entire body!"
Drake's smirk vanished. "Um, what?"
"Um, Nathan, remember we are trying to HIDE anything holy about us?" Shane whispered.
The spear-wielder glared at Drake before scoffing in annoyance.
"Wait. Did Pal said that your name was Drake?" Priscilla said stepping forward.
The vampire turned towards the swordswoman raised an eyebrow. "Yeah, why?"
Priscilla paused. "I don't suppose you are friend with a human wizard named Ashley, right?"
Drake's eyes widened at this. "How did you know that?"
"Well, I am friends with a child named Oswald and he told me about his tutor is magic is a wizard named Ashley and how his best friend is you." Priscilla said.
Drake's eyes widened. "You know Oswald?"
"Yeah, we met at the main branch of the Heroes' Hideout a while back." Priscilla asked.
Drake paused crossing his arms. "If that's the case, why did you all moved to Night Town?"
"Um, it is a long story." Priscilla nervously looking to the side.
Drake raised an eyebrow not looking that convinced but knew that whatever the reason was none of his business so he would drop it. At least for now anyway.
"All right. But you might as well tell the kid that you ain't staying at the main branch anymore." Drake said jerking his head behind him. "Sure, the kid comes here frequently but still."
"Well, I wanted to tell him but he was at his lesson here at the time." Priscilla said with a shrug before realizing something. "I wanted to go see him but..."
Drake merely grinned putting his hands behind his head. "Don't worry, I'll tell the kid that you moved him."
Priscilla's eyes lit up. "You'll do that? Thanks for that!"
"No prob. A friend of a friend is well, a friend right?" Drake shrugged.
Priscilla smiled and nodded. "I agree."
Shane smiled as he watched Drake interact with Priscilla and the other angels. Nathan on the other hand merely eyed them suspiciously.
"He seems like a friendly fellow." Shane smiled.
"With all due respect, Shane, I believe that there is a phrase." Nathan said narrowing his eyes. "It is called a "Wolf in Sheep's Clothing."
Shane merely shook his head. By this time, Drake was crouching down in front of Fidestos who was staring at him.
"Whoa, I knew that Elarthe's portal brings in a lot of different types of people but a pet lion?" Drake noted.
Ramiel merely chuckled. "Fidestos is Shane's pet though he's arguably Priscilla's partner."
"Heh. Neither of you seemed like the type to tame wild beasts." Drake noted.
"Um, well, I wouldn't say tame." Priscilla chuckled scratching of her head.
Drake then got up and looked at Ramiel. "So what about you, big boy? What's your name?"
"I am Ramiel. Let's shake." The muscleman said putting out his hand.
Drake smiled before taking his hand out and putting it into Ramiel's own hand.
Then, it happened.
Everything around Drake had just suddenly disappeared. Ramiel, the angels, Night Town, everything vanished into a dark void. His eyes then bugged out as a pain went through his entire body. It was as if ten lightning bolts had surged through his body.
Everyone jumped as Drake retreated his hand back jumping back in shock. Things had went silent as Drake and Ramiel stared with each other with wide eyes with everyone else looking in concern.
"Um, sorry, did I strike a nerve or something?" Ramiel asked.
"I..." Drake said before looking to the side. "I think so."
The silence had continued on between everyone.
"Um, well, anyway, Priscilla." Drake said scratching his head with a sheepish grin. "Oswald is having his lesson right now but I will tell him that you are here so he could visit you after it."
"Um, thanks..." The blonde said nodding her head.
"Well, now, see ya and, um, welcome back to Night Town and all that..." Drake said.
With that, he turned around and walked off. They noticed that he was trying to look natural but it was that he was still stunned by what had just happened.
"The hell was that?" Drake said more to himself.
Priscilla walked forward. "Ramiel, what do you do?"
The blonde man looked at his hand. "I... I don't know. All I did was touch him..."
"Oh no..." Shane gasped. "You don't think it is because he is a vampire."
"But Shane, I had just touched him and he seemed to turn out fine!" Sachelle pointed out.
"Yeah, I touched him too!"
"He hardly flinched!"
Priscilla paused looking at Ramiel. "Then, what happened..."
The large angel continued to look down at his hand. Now that he thought about it, Drake looked familiar to someone he had saw. However, it could had been merely a coincidence. Still, seeing Drake's reaction troubled him.
Bogus crossed his arms as he raised a hidden eyebrow. Standing in front of him were Necross' team consisting of Requiem, Walter, Maxie and Ripper. In other words, Bogus was standing face-to-face with the very people that Shane and the angels were opposing.
However, he didn't knew that and there was no possibly way for him to realize that. Especially with that they were now.
Necross didn't looked demonic anymore. In fact, he looked like a normal human. He had green eyes and short black hair and wore a simple attire consisting of a white button-up shirt, a black jacket with matching pants and brown shoes.
Maxie's spiky hair was actually combed down and she wore a light grey wife-beater with black joggers and white sneakers.
Requiem's change was the most drastic. She wore a tan sunhat with a pink ribbon on it and had on red and white plaid lolita-styled dress with a red sash around her waist. She also had on white stockings and red ballet shoes.
Ripper's change was just as startling. He was wearing a black boater hat with a dark red band on it, a long-sleeved dark red shirt with a red bow tie that had black polka dots on it, dark trousers and black boots.
Walter was in his bat form perching on Necross' shoulder. However, he had on a bright red ribbon bow tie.
Bogus raised an eyebrow as the group smiled at this (though Requiem still had her stoic face) at him.
"Sooo, I heard you all came from the portal." He said.
"That is correct. I had heard about how you keep people from a different world." Necross explained. "I am afraid that we have to trouble you for a place to stay seeing that we are stuck here."
Bogus paused. "Well, you are sure that okay that you and your family about the whole thing."
"That is because the world we come from sucks!" Maxie piped up. "Even though this is unexpected, we would gladly take this new world over that sucky world back at home!"
Bogus looked taken back at the comment as Necross glared at Maxie.
"Dear!" Necross said before nervously looking back at Bogus. "I am sorry, sir. She is always like that!"
"Um, right?" Bogus said scratching the back of his head. "Okay, first off, could you tell me your names?"
Necross nodded his head. "Right. My name is Ross."
"And I am his awesome wife, Maxine!" Maxie grinned showing her very sharp teeth.
"Why, miss, what very sharp teeth you have." Bogus said gulping nervously.
"All the better to grin, my dear!" Maxie said.
"Um, riiiiight?" Bogus asked before looking at the children. "What about you scamps?"
"I'm Jacky!" Ripper said brightly.
"Uh-huh." Bogus said before looking at Requiem. "And what about you, kid?"
Requiem stayed silent as she put her hands in front of her like a proper lady. Her glare was less than graceful as it made Bogus shudder.
"Ummmm..." Bogus said nervously.
"Go on, my child. It is very impolite not to say your name." Necross scolded.
Requiem paused with her lip twisting a bit.
"Um, right." Bogus said before looking at Walter. "And your pet?"
"Wallabee!" Necross explained. The bat in question bowed his head politely.
"Ah, I see." Bogus said. "All right, all of the rooms are booked for now so I have to settle you in at one of the branches in the nearby city."
"I understand." Necross said nodding his head. "Again, thank you very much."
"Hey, that is what I'm here for." Bogus said. "Just sit put while I'll make a phone call, all right."
Everyone nodded their heads. The vertically-challenged man then turned around to pick up the phone. The "family" nodded their heads before looking behind them.
However, they froze when they saw that some of the patrons and waiters were casting them strange looks.
"For such a mild-mannered man, I don't think that Ross is a very good father. I mean just look at his children."
"Actually, I think it may be the wife. She reminds me of those rock stars who sing about getting drunk."
"Well whoever's to blame, have they hit their daughter? Someone that stoic is not normal."
"The daughter? Look at the SON! His hair, his skin, his eyes! Tell me anything about him is normal besides in the Necropolis continent!"
"Speaking of Necropolis, I don't think you should have a pet bat. Especially when you have children."
Necross slumped his arms in defeat. "So much for not attracting attention..."
Ripper groaned before fiddling with this bow tie. "Necr... I mean Daddy, how long do I have to wear this stupid thing?"
"These clothes are too obnoxiously bright. I hate it..." Requiem muttered.
"I know, I know." Necross sighed. "But that is the point. The angels know the both of you well enough to know how much you hate wearing those clothes."
"Then why do Max... Um, Mommy and Wallabee don't get to wear clothes they hate?" Ripper pointed out.
"Because I am wear the pants in the family! I get to decide what goes in the family!" Maxie grinned crossing her arms.
"Oh, please..." Necross muttered rolling his eyes.
"I still think Wallabee should be UNCLE Wallabee." Maxie noted.
Necross shook his head. "Even if we dress up Walter in clothes he rarely wears, people would still recognise his wings."
"And thank goodness because I don't know what I will do if I have to dress up like a rapper." Walter said quietly shuddering at the thought.
"But in any case, we have bigger things to worry about." Necross said.
Maxie then smirked. "Oh, I know."
Necross and Walter's eyes widened as Ripper's eyes lit up.
"Party? Would there be cake and ice cream?" Ripper cheered putting his hands
"Of course and whatever food we could get our hands on!" Maxie grinned.
"Yay!" Ripper cheered.
"No!" Necross scolded.
Maxie and Ripper froze in their places before turning to their heads to Necross crossing his arms and tapping his foot.
"This is NOT a vacation! We got work to do!" Necross scolded.
Maxie and Ripper slumped their arms in sadness. "Aww!"
"Do we have to?" Ripper whined.
"Yes! You know that!" Necross scolded.
Ripper winced before looking down. "I know that but..."
"No, you don't... You are an imbecile..." Requiem piped up.
Ripper's eyes bugged out at this. "What!?"
"You heard me, you delinquent..." Requiem said.
"What!? How dare you talk to me like that?" Ripper roared. "I am the older brother so that means you have to respect me."
"I would rather respect Hitler..." Requiem said softly.
"Hey, I am far more cooler than that loser!" Ripper snapped jumping up and down angrily.
Maxie blinked twice. "Kid, do you even know who Hitler is?"
"No but I know I am better than him!" Ripper snapped.
Necross shook his head. "Children, calm down!"
"Well, whatever I am going to see what to do here for fun!" Maxie said crossing her arms.
Necross' eyes widened before growling and grabbing her wrist.. "Oh no you won't!"
Maxie paused before narrowing her eyes. "Oh no, I just KNOW you did not grabbed my wrist."
"And I just KNOW you aren't just going off alone just to do whatever you want!" Necross snapped. "I actually have to deal with you if you decided to get in trouble with the police!"
By this time, Necross and Maxie had started an argument with each other while Ripper constantly yelled at Requiem who merely scoffed him off. By this time, everyone stopped what they were doing to look at the scene unfolding in front of them. Walter looked back and forth not liking where this was going.
"Necross, please stop! You are making an unwanted scene!" Walter whispered practically begging.
"Tell HER that!" The demon snapped.
Bogus blinked twice before looking in the phone in his hand. He then started to dial a number. "Time to make another phone call."
"Um, shouldn't we stop them?" Cathy piped up.
"I don't think so. This IS a family matter, after all." Palayo said.
David, the devil-like waiter stared at the elf in disbelief. "Are you for real?"
"You never take me anywhere fun!" Maxie roared jabbing her finger into Necross' chest. "What kind of hubby are you, anyway?"
The demon's eyebrow twitched. "Oh, get over yourself! You had never and never will be Sylvia!"
Boris, a muscular crocodile waiter's eyes bugged out at this. "What!? Hoo boy! Now we are dealing with a mistress!"
It was then Necross and Maxie frozed in their spots with shrunken pupils. Walter's jaw dropped to the ground. Even Requiem looked over at Boris. She then walked over to Ripper who was still yelling at Requiem.
"And another thing!" Ripper snapped. Suddenly, Requiem whispered in her ears. Almost immediately, Ripper's eyes bugged out before pointing at Boris.
"You mean that lizard said that about..." Ripper said solemnly. Requiem merely nodded. "Uh-oh..."
Necross slowly turned towards Boris still having a shocked look on his face. "What. Did. You. Say?"
The crocodile stepped back. "Um, look, pal, I know that some guys have trouble sticking with one woman. Still, to compare your own WIFE to a mistress is just..."
Then, everyone's eyes bugged out when Necross let out a roar of rage and pounced at Boris (while throwing off a startled Walter) knocking him to the ground and started to throw random punches of fury at the poor waiter.
"DIE!" Necross roared.
"Boris!" David gasped before growling. "Get off of him!"
He along with a few waiters and even Requiem and Ripper ran over to the demon and tried to pry him off of the reptile. Even Walter tried pulling on Necross' hair with his feet in a vain attempt to get him to cease.
"Daddy, please stop!" Ripper begged.
"This is most unbecoming behaviour, father..." Requiem scolded.
"Please, I am sure he didn't know..." Walter pleaded trying not to shout too loud.
Bogus watched the whole thing with a blank stare in his eyes while still speaking on the phone. He then turned to see Maxie who standing to the side.
"Um, aren't you going to do something?" Bogus asked.
"Nah, I'm good." Maxie said crossing her arms.
"Okay, just checking." Bogus sighed before going back to his phone call.
Soon, Necross had managed to calm down letting himself to be hauled off of his feet leaving poor Boris with an unsightly bruise on his face.
"Boris, are you all right, man?" David asked crouching down on one knee.
"That psychopath had kicked my tail and you asked if I was all right!" Boris said in disbelief.
"I am not saying what this prick did was right." Al said before crossing his arms. "But seriously, you had put your foot into something you shouldn't have!"
"I warned everyone not to get addressed into family matters." Palayo sighed shaking his head.
"Shut the hell up!" Boris roared. "Both of you!"
"Speaking of hell, I shall meet you there, you overgrown purse." Necross said darkly.
"Me!?" Boris said in disbelief before shouting at the top of his lungs. "YOU ARE THE ONE WHO WAS HAVING AN AFFAIR WITH YOUR WIFE, YOU DINGBAT!"
"Just let it go, man!" David said getting in between the two of them.
Boris and Necross then went into a staring contest with each other. Bogus on the other hand casually made his way towards Necross.
"All right, I have already spoke with one of the branchs in Belcazzar." Bogus said holding out a card. "Here is the directions for your family, Ross."
"Thank you, sir." Necross said taking the card.
"And here is the number to Dr. Dunwell." Bogus said holding out another card.
Necross looked down at the card in confusion. "Huh? Who's Dr. Dunwell?"
"A psychiatrist." Bogus said. "I know it is none of my business but I had already booked an appointment. You don't have to attend but just to let you know it's there."
Necross, Maxie, Ripper and Walter blinked twice as they looked around to see everyone glaring at them in disgust.
"How could that man treat his own WIFE like that?"
"Well, to be fair, I will perform adultery if I was married to THAT."
"And what horrid children? Even my kids are more polite than that and that's NEVER a good thing!"
The family paused looking at each other. They then let out a collective sigh.
"Come on, family... Let's go to our new home..." Necross groaned.
"Yes, daddy..." Ripper said with his head down.
"Yes, father..." Requiem said.
"Whatever, hubby." Maxie muttered.
"We are never going to survive long enough to ensure Shane doesn't, are we?" Walter thought.
Everyone watched them leave at the Heroes' Hideout.
"It is never a dull moment here, is it?" Palayo noted.
"Gee, you think?" Boris muttered.
Pal had held Shane and the angels to their new home. However, when they had actually got there, they were less than impressed. They were standing in front of a tall hotel and that looked like it could fit all 108 of them.
However, it looked like it haven't been used for years. There were a few cracks in it and some of the windows were either broken, boarded up or both. It was in a dull coating of purple showing that it haven't been painting in a whole while.
"Here you are, guys! Your new home!" Pal grinned spreading out his arms. "Don't you just want to cry?"
"Yes..." Nathan said with a wince.
Pal merely shook his head with a sigh. "Way to show off your gratitude."
Ramiel held out his hand. "Don't misunderstand. We know that it is far too booked a home for all 108 of us but... You must admit that this place looks... condemned."
"And I DO admit it." Pal said before shrugging. "Look, I already hired some cleaners to fix it up. It won't be looking spick and span by the night you will sleep there for the night but it would be presentable to sleep in."
"I see. Thank you." Shane nodded.
"No prob. Well, until then how about the mingle with the locals?" Pal explained.
"Do we have to?" Nathan whined.
"Of course!" Pal said before speaking darkly. "Just remember our deal."
Nathan merely scoffed. "Yeah, yeah."
Pal rolled his eyes. "In any case, I am off back to the bar. You are free to come along."
After saying his goodbye to the angels, he walked off leaving them to talk among themselves.
Nathan glared up at the hotel in disgust. "It is like one of those roach magnets in the movies you described, Priscilla."
The swordswoman merely shook her head. "Let's just hope that one of the first things they did is chase them all out of it."
The blonde woman's eyes widened before the group turned their heads to see a familiar child walking over. He was a yellow anthro dog with absurdly long ears and deer-like legs dressed in a robe. Priscilla immediately smiled.
"Oswald!" Priscilla said happily.
"Miss Priscilla, pleased to meet you again! It had been far too long since our last visit, hasn't it?" The child asked.
"Yeah, sorry about that." Priscilla said looking to the side with her smile vanishing. "I had my reasons for that."
"I could imagine..." Oswald said quietly remembering his personal mission. "In any case, a friend of mine told me that you are staying here from the time being."
"That's right." Priscilla nodded. "Again, I had my reasons for doing so."
"Well, whatever the reasons, I think you should a good place to stay in." Oswald smiled. "Sure, the eternal noctural sky have more than its fair share of drawbacks but there are a lot of interesting and friendly people."
Priscilla smiled as well. "Yeah, I could see that..."
The others watched as Priscilla and Oswald continue to share conversation with each other. Shane smiled at the thought and waited patiently to see if Priscilla wanted to introduce him to everyone.
Suddenly, Fidestos nudged against his side. Looking down, Shane saw that Fidestos had a concerned look on his face.
"What is it, boy?" Shanre asked.
Fidestos merely pointed forward with his front paw. Shane along a few other angels looked in the direction he was pointing to see he was referring to Oswald. Quickly getting a good idea what Fidestos may be worried about, they narrowed their eyes at the child for a moment. Then their eyes widened.
"His aura... It's light AND dark." Shane said softly.
"And not like most people, it is mixed together." Ramiel noted. "I don't think I ever saw an aura like that before."
Then, they saw Priscilla and Oswald making their way over to them.
"Everyone, this is Oswald." Priscilla said brightly.
"A pleasure to meet you, everyone." The hybrid said bowing politely. "I am so happy to see Priscilla with so many friends."
"Um, right." Ramiel said trying not to be rude. "A pleasure to meet you too."
"A friend of Priscilla is a friend of mine." Shane said with a smile looking as if he had completely forgotten about Oswald's strange aura.
"Indeed." Oswald nodded while looking around at all of the people. "It is as I feared, they had all caught on..."
"So, Oswald, could you tell me a bit more about yourself?" Nathan asked stepping forward crossing his arms as if he was interrogating the child.
Ramiel winced. "Nathan, have you no subtlety?"
Priscilla nodded her eyes knowing what Nathan was talking about. "Oswald is a good kid, Nathan."
Nathan's eyes widened before turning towards the blonde woman. "Wait, you mean you KNOW this child's aura is not natural?"
"That's right but I don't care. You have no idea what this child had been through." Priscilla said stepping out in front of Oswald to protect him.
"Miss Priscilla..." Oswald said softly.
Nathan narrowed his eyes. "Priscilla, what is this child?"
"Does it matter?" The bodyguard challenged.
"What do you mean does it matters?" Nathan asked in disbelief. "Of course it matters!
"Nathan, please." Sachelle said stepping forward and resting a hand on his shoulder.
"No, clearly there is something up with this child!" The spear-wielder snapped.
"Just drop it, Nathan!" Priscilla roared.
Oswald looked back and forth between Priscilla and Nathan. Realizing how much tension he was causing with his mere presence, he looked down at the ground feeling guilty. Letting out a deep sigh, he stepped forward deciding to come clean.
"I am an artificial god."
Everyone's eyes widened before looking down at the child.
"W-What?" Sachelle asked.
"You had heard, correct. I am an artificial god. That is why my aura is an unnatural mixture of light and dark." Oswald sighed.
Everyone looked shocked when they heard this. This child was an artificial god at his young age?
Nathan narrowed his eyes. "I knew it. I had every right to be suspicious of this child."
Priscilla growled. "Nathan, that means nothing."
"It means everything!" The red-haired angel roared. "There are some things that you shouldn't do and one of them is trying to imitate the gods! This child's entire presence is one living sacrilege!"
Everyone's eyes bugged out at Nathan's words.
"Nathan!" Shane gasped.
"He is just a child!" Sachelle scolded.
"Yes, a child who existed based on delusions!" Nathan snapped.
Priscilla growled before getting ready to step over. She didn't cared if Nathan was a friend of hers. There was no way that she was going to let him say such horrible stuff about another friend when he was literally right there. Perhaps a smack on the head would make him shut up.
However, that was when Oswald walked up in front of Priscilla startling her.
"Um, Mr. Nathan, was it?" Oswald spoke up.
"Yeah, what about it?" The fire-wielder spat with contempt dripping in his voice.
"I am sorry you feel that way about me, sir." Oswald said looking down. "I apologize for making you upset with my mere existence."
"H-Hey!" Priscilla exclaimed. "Don't say things like that!"
"It is all right, Miss Priscilla. I am used to it. I know people who have strong religious beliefs would look down poorly on me." Oswald said shaking his head.
Then, he raised his head.
"However, Mr. Nathan, I am not asking you to change your opinion but is it all right that if you at least listen to MY own." Oswald said.
Nathan raised an eyebrow. "It won't change my mind but obviously you already know that. Very well. Speak."
Oswald nodded his head before letting out a deep sigh.
"I am not sure how the angels of your world work but in my world, most of the world had lost their faith in them and after seeing so much tragedy back at home, I could strongly say that I could see their opinion. I was created as a weapon of war but from the eyes of my creators, I was a beacon of hope for them. The angel that had answered their prayers. Again, I am not asking you to change your opinion on me, Mr. Nathan and for all I know, the angels of your world may work differently but if you were anything like the angels I knew, then you should know that if you merely looked after our world, I wouldn't have to exist."
By the time Oswald had finished his speech, everyone was watching with wide eyes and slack jaws at what he had said. They couldn't believe what the child had said. Oswald saw all of the negative reactions merely sighed.
"Anyway, it is clear that regardless of what you said had reached you or not, my presence is making your stay here much more uncomfortable." Oswald said. "I apologize and I bid each and every one of your good day."
With that, he turned around and walked off with everyone still looking at him stunned. Suddenly, Priscilla snapped out of her daze and rushed over.
"Wait, Oswald, that is not true! You are not making us uncomfortable!" Priscilla insisted.
Unfortunately, Nathan snapped out of his daze as well. "Yeah, right! Get out of here, you ill-mannered living delusion and don't let me see your face around us ever again!"
Everyone jumped before turning to see Shane with a stern look on his face.
"Drop it. NOW." Shane said through gritted teeth.
Nathan stepped back at Shane's cold response. Oswald merely shook his head with another sigh.
"Miss Priscilla, I appreciate you coming to my defence like that but it is clear that me being seen with you will cause you tension among your friend." Oswald said. "I could tell that you haven't seen these people for a long while and me being here would ruin your reunion. My apologies."
"No, Oswald, that is not..." Priscilla said holding out her hand.
However, it was too late, Oswald was already walking off leaving the stunned army behind. Priscilla lowered her hand realizing how hurt that Nathan's words had made him. Oswald was just a victim and Nathan was acting like he CHOSE to be this way.
She then growled before turning around casting Nathan a nasty glare.
"All I want to do is..." Priscilla said before shouting. "What the heck is wrong with you!?"
"What's wrong with ME?" Nathan asked in disbelief.
"Yes, Oswald had been nothing but one of the nicest people I had met since I came here and yet you treated him like trash!" Priscilla roared. "Now he may never want to talk to me ever again after that!"
"Priscilla, trust me. I am doing you a favour." Nathan said crossing his arms.
"What!?" Priscilla snapped with her temper flaring up.
"Nathan. I mean it. Enough." Shane said shaking his head before walking off. "In any case, I am going to explore this place."
"Um, okay, let's go and see..." Sachelle started.
Everyone winced at Shane's surprisingly cold response. They then watched Shane walked off. It seems that Shane was just as upset by Oswald's speech as anyone else. They all watched in sadness as Shane walked off.
"Shane..." Priscilla said softly.
She then cast Nathan another glare.
"Like YOU are one to talk! Not to say that I wouldn't do so sooner or later but YOU were the only one who threw a punch!"
"Maxine, "dear", don't start with me!"
Necross and his "family" had already checked into the branch that Bogus had assigned for them. However, they still had that less than graceful fight back in the main branch and realized how big idiots they made themselves. They were all talking in the hallway about the whole thing.
"Seriously, how are we going to kill Shane if we keep trying to kill EACH OTHER?" Necross said holding his head.
"She started it." Ripper spat pointing at Requiem.
"And that is why I refuse to acknowledge you as the "big" brother..." The emotionless girl said making Ripper growl.
"I don't care WHO started it!" Necross snapped. "I am ending it!"
Ripper winced before looking down. "I'm sorry, daddy!"
"Apologies, father." Requiem said bowing her head.
Necross then glared at Maxie. "And you, "dear", at least focus on the task at hand!"
"Yes, speaking of which, shouldn't you be also be looking for these pearl pieces?" Walter questioned.
"Yeah, yeah, I will. Just wanted to see how stuff this place has first." Maxie said.
Necross groaned before holding his head. "Look, we will. But we are doing it in shifts."
Maxie merely scoffed. "Fine, whatever."
"So whatever when we find Shane?" Walter asked.
Necross narrowed his eyes. "We can't afford to take any chances. First chance you get, rush into the portal to get the troops to kill him. We can't let him escape again."
Everyone nodded their heads.
"Good." Necross smirked. "We will retrieve our weapons and start searching after breakfast tomorrow morning. But for now, let's go to bed."
He then glared at Ripper and Requiem.
"And that means I better not get up in the middle of the night just to stop you two, all right." Necross scolded.
Ripper winced. "Yes, daddy."
"Understood, father." Requiem nodded.
Necross nodded his head before walking over to the door. "In any case, good night."
With that, he put the key in the lock and turned it allowing himself and Maxie to walk inside with Walter flying over.
However, once they did, they all froze when they noticed one large feature.
There was only one bed in the room. The three of them were silent.
"Oh, that's right, we are "married"." Maxie muttered.
Necross groaned before looking up at the ceiling. "Sylvia, I know you will never approve of my actions but please at least appreciate the trials I am going through here."
Later, after a talk, the three had decided to go to bed. Necross let out a sigh before putting his hands behind his head on his pillow.
"Well, this is far from what I had in mind but it will do..." Necross sighed. "Can't drill for oil without digging in the mud as they say."
He then looked to the side.
"In any case, at least this is more or less a chance for us to get more acquainted with each other seeing that we are going to be with each other more."
Walter gave a smile as he laid in bed in his vampire form.
"I agree. I mean I had just assumed that you wouldn't be the type of person to share a bed with me but here we are." Walter said brightly. "We are learning about each other already!"
Necross gave a nervous chuckle. "I suppose we are."
Maxie on the other hand, rolled her eyes as she laid on the floor with a pillow and a blanket before getting ready to sleep.
"Goodnight, both of you."