it."
"And every demon," Luc said.
That put an idea in my head. "Oh, that's a great idea."
As I pushed more and more power out and it stretched high into the sky, spreading across the atmosphere, I called out to my demons. Go home to Abaddon and stay there. Do not return to the Earth realm until and unless I permit you. Shore up the walls and gates. Fix the holes or hide them. I repeated that over and over as my power spread.
Under that message, I searched. Angels were dotted here and there across the globe and most felt me send a tendril of magic toward them to see if they were the ones I searched for, but when I left, they dismissed me as searching for demons as most of them were.
Within minutes of my magic stretching worldwide, I found them.
Since sending the demons home was a good idea, I pulled away from our two targets and continued my message until I felt all the auras of the demons disappear from this realm and go to a place I couldn't follow.
Calling my magic back, it took several minutes to contain it again, but it was thrilled to have had such an important task. Power and magic loved to be used, especially for important matters.
"Genevra is close. She's in Colorado, in some bar. Ezekiel is in a home in South Africa. He was harder to find. I think he may have some sort of magic cloaking him, but it was no match for this."
"What about Raphael?" Michael asked.
"He is not in this realm," I said, my voice full of disappointment. I'd been hoping I'd come across him. "I don't believe there is a power strong enough to hide him from me now that he's used some of the most powerful Relics in existence."
Raphael, Michael, and Gabriel were very, very powerful. But Lucifer and I were the first. We were created together, meant to be companions for one another, and God's chosen children.
Or, we were. When we Fell, we became decidedly unchosen, but once upon a time, we were the most powerful Angels in Creation.
Now we were the most powerful Fallen. And I had my powers back.
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Michael and Gabe disappeared to find Uriel in Heaven. I didn't envy them their job. It wouldn't be easy to remove him from that realm. I grabbed Luc's hands. "Looks like we're a team, as usual." He winked at me and we disappeared, materializing in the parking lot of the bar I'd found Genevra in as the sun slipped behind the clouds. It was freaking freezing in Colorado. Our human bodies did nothing to mask the cold for us.
Wiggling my legs against the cold, I wrapped my arms around myself. "I guess let's go inside and hope she won't want to make a scene in public," I said. But when we walked inside, I realized my crucial error. The parking lot had been empty, as was the interior of the bar. I hadn't even noticed. Rookie.
Genevra sat in a corner booth, alone, with two glasses of amber liquid in front of her. "I wondered when you'd come," she said. "I figured my time here was short when I felt your powers engage. Figured it would be soon."
"You felt that?" I asked. I hadn't realized they were that loud.
She chuckled. "Oh, yes. Every angel in existence knows when the Lord or Lady of Abaddon is in the realm. Your powers shout your praises to everyone around. I don't know how Michael and Gabriel stand it, honestly."
I shrugged and made a mental note to ask them.
She motioned to the other glass. "Please."
"As much as I appreciate the hospitality, I don't have time. Would you be so kind as to come with us? If you cooperate there will be no reason for you to fear us."
Genevra smiled the smile of the damned. She knew she was in too deep. I didn't have to trigger her aura to see that. "I'm afraid I can't do that. If he finds out, I have to at least be able to say I put up a fight."
"He's got that much of a hold on you?" Lucifer asked.
Genevra looked at him for the first time. "Lucifer," she said in surprise. "I didn't see you there."
Luc rolled his eyes and pursed his lips, and damn was it hard not to chuckle at him. He hated not being the most powerful in the room. I was used to being the