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Anduil twitched, and groaned. His head felt as if it were about to split.
/I see you're awake again. I'm sorry about us taking over like that, but we could not allow Seriu to attack Cerucuhs like that, and it was the first time you were open to us./
/Okay, Angel-lover, that's enough outta you. Look, kid, I'm just glad that we got to kick one of those controlling Angel Gods' butts./
/In case you still hadn't noticed, I am one of those 'controlling Angel Gods'./
/And I'm a Demon God. Therefor, I can say whatever I damn well please./
Anduil sat bolt upright--or tried to, anyway. His muscles wouldn't respond the way he wanted them to--they were too weak.
"H-Higharch," he gasped weakly. "S-Something's not right--there's p-people--in my head--"

Anduil's eyes began to glow again--but this time, both were blue.
"No need to have him tell us, Cerucuhs." The voice wasn't Anduil's, but it was just one voice this time. He laughed a little. "What Seriu cannot see is that all deserve respect, even half-breeds like Gideon or little Anduil."
His eyes narrowed suddenly, as if something had just occured to him. "Do you even remember my voice, Cerucuhs?"

((Heh. Okay, here's what I was planning. Risi has been missing for several years--since about the time Anduil was born--as has his Demon counterpart, Akuma. Guess where they ended up.))

Risi, inside Anduil's body, smiled a little. "Trust me, young Cerucuhs, it was not my intention to wind up here." His smile turned into more of a smirk. "Nor was it Akuma's, I beleive."
Aduil's eyes flickered black. "Damn Human spellcasters," Akuma muttered bitterly. "Now I'm stuck in some filthy half-breed's body with some do-gooder Angel God, being helped by some ruddy Angel Higharch..."
"Oh, be nice," Risi snapped. He stopped for a moment. "This is straining little Anduil's body to much. Hold on one second..."
And suddenly, two semi-transparent figures appeared on either side of Cerucuhs, while Anduil himself went limp again.
The figure on the right had straight, shoulder-length blond hair and warm gray eyes. He radiated a sense of calm and patience. The figure on the left, however, exuded utter chaos. His waist-length, red-streaked black hair was demonically spiked ((think Bakura from YuGiOh, people!)), and his eyes were blood-red. He also had fangs.
Akuma looked around--and his eyes came to rest on Dante. "Hmph. One of my Demons with white wings. Now there's a sight to see."
Risi glared at Akuma, and then smiled at Cerucuhs. "It has been a long time, my pupil, hasn't it?"

((Don't worry, Demigoh--I've worked that in, too!))

Risi looked around. "I have to get Genbu," he mused.
Akuma rolled his eyes. "Great. Yet another God coming."
Risi glared at Akuma for a moment. Then his face took on a blank look, as he called out to Genbu with his mind.
Akuma looked at Cerucuhs. "Get one thing straght, Ceru-watever. I'm not your freind, buddy, pal, chum, or whatever you people call it. I'm here because of some stupid Human who dabbled in things he shouldn't. If I had enough power, I'd be calling Anastas on your butts, but unfortunately Risi here was the one who managed to retain the greater part of his power."
Risi snapped back to focus. "That should do it. I hope Genbu arrives soon--he can help us."
Suddenly, he noticed Gideon and Dante. "Well hello, children--I haven't heard your names yet."
"Oy!" Akuma exclaimed, pointing at Dante. "That one's mine!"
Risi glared at Akuma. "He is still a God-child, Akuma. Besides, you cannot claim to 'own' him--he is a free being in every right."

Dante looked at the two transparent gods "Am neither child or property, am sick of you corrupted beast who ruin lives for your own amusement. I have severed all ties to any god." he said with annoyance in his voice "Am here to help that guy over there.....by the way what's your name?" he said as someone else appeared.

Akuma laughed. "The half-Angel is a Demon at heart. Good for you!
"And watch your tongue around me, boy," he said to Dante. "You may not think you have a God, but you're still a Demon, which means I still control your life or death."
Risi delicately raised one eyebrow, before turning to Genbu. "It is by no fault of my own that I am like this--nor by fault of Akuma's, either." He genstured at Anduil, who was still out cold. "We were both trapped inside little Anduil here by a foolish Human spellcaster who tried to control our powers."
He folded his own wings behind his back. "Seriu has just attacked Cerucuhs for sheltering Anduil and these two. His reasoning being that they were not pure angel, therefore having no place in his little brother's home. Only by combining our powers were Akuma and I able to make him retreat--but you see what it has done to Anduil."
Akuma rolled his eyes. "Yeah, yeah, woe the kid already. I'm just glad we got to kick the guy's butt."
Risi stared at Akuma. "You don't even care?! He is half of your ruling!"
"Half," Akuma countered. "I don't deal with half-breeds, thank you."
Risi sighed exasperatedly, and turned back to Genbu. "I need your help--we need it. Seriu is becoming blind. His disgust over anything non-Angel and his desire to control the Angels completely is turning him into a monster. He needs to be stopped, before he destroys an entire race."

Kala lands, roughly. she rolled for what seemed like forever before hitting something hard... she slowly looked up & it was one of the guards. Instead of waiting around to see exactly how she was going to be killed, she bolted for the wall with the intention of scaling it but, as she looked back, she moticed what seemed like a battle going on inside the tower. The guard turned slightly, not completely trusting her, to see what she saw. He cursed under his breath and muttered something about her not being so lucky next time. . . Curious as to why he would leave someone like her for something else, she snuck over to the bushes closest to the tower and listened to all that was happening. A battle indeed it was, but not between just two beings, but different races. She heard at least four, possibly five voices. She had guessed that at least one of them was the guard sending up the alarm.