The Seals of Onoskelis.
Thanks to WAA01 for the edits.
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Samuel Goodall's cobalt eyes shimmered in the primal powers he had received from Nyx and Gaia. The rings, which were seared onto his fingers, glowed as their power coursed through his body. His eyes darted about as he eyed the small orbs of arcane energy.
"Ira, back off," Samuel barked loudly. Wondering if Ira had this much power why he had so easily manhandled him the first time they met. "
Ah. That's why
," he said to himself when he couldn't smell fear coming off Ira's body any longer like he had during the fight at the mall. However, he knew Ira was at the brink of something -- What that was -- Samuel couldn't say, nor did he want to know. He had enough to contend with, he didn't need to know what was going on in another mythos. Nonetheless, it would seem to his undead eyes that something was hampering Ira from crossing that threshold.
"Glad to see you're back," Ira said, his hands tingled as he tried to force his way past the barrier. "So, you think you can help us out with... whatever that thing is?" he asked, nodding to the building.
"Give me space, I'll have that down in a matter of moments," Samuel said, with a smirk revealing the tip of his fang. However, something caught his attention before he could even chant the counter spell to bring the barrier down. Looking up to the sky, those cobalt eyes of his noticed the distortion along the fabric of reality.
"For Father!"
"
Huh
?!" Samuel muttered to himself as an unseen entity's voice came from above. Noting how Ira ran his hand down his face as two, four winged women burst forth from the spatial transference. "I take it they're with you?"
"Possibly," Ira muttered. His golden-ruby eyes ran along Lailah's blonde hair as it fluttered in the air, seeing the tip of her very small horn peeking out. A fierce look appeared on her face as she stared down the length of her arming sword. "Yeah, seems like they are," he mumbled, the glinting of the sparks danced along the heavenly steel of Cassiel's Chidori jumonji yari spear blade. Knowing who their mothers were given how similar they were to one another. Pondering how he was going to explain this when his sister and mother returned. He knew one of them was bound to overhear something they shouldn't. If they were like Anael then that was a very high probability.
"Dude... wait, never mind, so don't want to know," Samuel said, holding up his hand and shaking his head at how weird his life had become of late.
"Hey, you two," Ira called out, a chill crept up his spine at the way Cassiel and Lailah were looking at him. Glancing out of the corner of his left eye as he felt Anael's feet touching lightly upon his shoulders. "What makes you think if I couldn't force my way in that the two of you could?" he asked, crossing arms.
"Yes father is strong, stronger than you," Anael hissed, narrowing her eyes at her angelic sisters. Feeling her skin heat as she noted how that golden-ruby eye of his glanced at her. Wondering if her father would like to watch as she touched herself like Kelly had taught her. Smirking wickedly, noting the looks of failure on their faces before tilting her head up as she felt something else approaching.
"Cassiel!" Raphaela called out once she exited the same portal that her daughter had used to get to Earth. Her wings flapped; her body stilled as those golden-ruby eyes of his gazed up at her.
"Care to explain Raphaela?" Ira asked, annoyed.
"They're young, and their desire to see and help you got the best of them," Raphaela said, feeling her daughter and niece at her back as they floated before Ira.
"Uh-huh, well, the three of you are in the way. We would have that thing down if you two hadn't come out of nowhere," Ira said, sternly.
"Are you not pleased to see me or our daughter?" Raphaela asked, the hints of her hurt was evident in the tone of her voice.
"Not saying that Raphaela, just eager to get this done," Ira said, his weariness of the whole ordeal was straining his last nerve.
"I understand Ira," Raphaela said sweetly, floating closer to him. "But isn't our daughter beautiful?" she asked, placing her hand on his right cheek. Her gold eyes stared into his as she noted how his eyes were running over their daughter and Lailah. Noticing how proudly Cassiel was presenting herself for her father's inspection. The way her four wings softly flapped, how her raven hair floated in the air, to how her polished gold battle corset lifted and supported her 38C breasts, to her dark brown, studded, leather armor skirt. Raphaela could see the eagerness in Cassiel's eyes for her father's acceptance.
"Hello father," Lailah said, floating before him. Her white and black wings flapped as she floated a foot away from his giant nose. "I know this isn't the time, yet we could not simply sit by and do nothing while you have need of us," she said sweetly, the light purple translucent veil floated behind her that was connected to her golden, double banded bikini bottoms. "My sister and I are at your command in any way you see fit," Lailah said, pushing the purple veil that covered her breasts, which were supported by a matching bra, to the sides of her orbs. "In anything you might need," she purred displaying her 32D breasts for her father's viewing pleasure.
"I see," Ira muttered, trying not to get hard as Cassiel's and Lailah's succubi energies buffeted his body.
"Don't listen to them father, I am your first born," Anael said, into his ear. Shooting her sisters a hateful glance as she did. "It should be me that you call upon for whatever you need," she said, noting her sisters fuming looks.
"Enough Anael, we don't have time for this," Ira said, glancing over at her.
"That's very true Ira," Michelle said, coming out of the same portal they all had used to get to Earth. "I told you to stay in the garden," she said in a disapproving motherly voice. "We'll speak of your punishment later," Michelle whispered as she flew by her daughter. "Well Ira, seems you've been gathering a strange group since the last we saw one another," she said, her eyes running hungrily down his body.
"What can I say, my life is full of weirdness," Ira said, shrugging his shoulders.
"I hope you don't..." Michelle's words were cut off as Samuel cleared his throat.
"Not to rush this reunion of sorts, but they aren't going to wait, you know," Samuel said, arching an eyebrow as he looked up at the two angels.
"You dare speak to my mother and father like that?!" Cassiel hissed her Chidori jumonji yari spear materialized in her hand. Ready to defend her mother's and father's honor to the death if she had to.
"Cassiel that's enough, the Herald is right, we can catch up later," Raphaela said, her golden eyes simmered in her lust as she recounted the day she appeared in the shower of his high school's locker room. Wondering if she could get him to impregnate her once again, then she knew Lucifer would have a fit over it. Making it all just that much sweeter to her to know that while Anael might be the oldest of the group that it was her that he came to, to bear his children and not her sisters.
"Yes mother," Cassiel said, plainly in a huff, before sending her spear back into the ether from which it came.
"How much room do you need to bring that down?" Ira asked, peering over at Samuel.
"When they move out of the line of sight," pointing to the four of them floating above him, "then I should have enough," Samuel spoke in a matter-of-fact tone. Trying not to get creeped out when Anael smiled at him. He always got a feeling that something wicked was brewing behind those eyes of hers. Then again, she is the Devil's daughter so it wouldn't be a surprise to him if that actually turned out to be true.
Ira glanced out of the corner of his eye as he saw his grandmother appearing on the roof behind Samuel along with everyone else. Seeing her taunting smirk as she approached her sisters. Daring them to strike her down like they would have done in the past. That appeared to be the case until 'Sammy!' resounded on the air as Kelly, Charlotte, Aurore, Nimue, and Pandora ran towards him.
