When Lucifer had sent Lilith and Mecurial to create her creatures, the devil had no idea what she had unleashed. The werewolves had formed clans, deciding that being away from Man was the best choice.

The vampires had elected to stay in the south of the Garden. Though they needed human blood to survive, they did not want or need to incur God's wrath.

The Nephilim had stayed in Eden, building their warrior base. But the warlocks spread, not caring if they interacted with Man. And years down the line, Man tried to fight back against Satan's beasts. So, the Roses Council was created, a representative from each species made to sit on it.
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"The humans still attack," the werewolf called Brian seethed. "Their technology only grows, and we are left at their mercy."

Jonathan flashed his teeth. "And incur His wrath? We will pass, half breed."

There would always be animosity amongst the species. Though they never targeted one another, Man did try to pit them against each other. It was the only way to increase Man's survival. The stronger species needed to hate each other. That had been another reason for the Rose Council.

"Calm yourself, vampire." A Nephilim warrior known as Zachary pointed at the pale one.

"How do you propose we handle the humans, Nephilim?" The last member on the Rose Council asked. He was the original warlock, James.

"We cannot fight them, James. They are God's favored creations, and we are merely Satan's byproducts." Zachary folded his arms. "We need to live in harmony with them."

"How?" Brian growled. The werewolf felt outnumbered in the situation. It was far easier for the other three to hide what they were. Werewolves could not hide. They were hunted. He had already lost far too many brothers.

"We blend," the Nephilim said.

Jonathan snorted. "That may be find and dandy for you, James, and me, but Brian shifts. Werewolf ancestry is far harder to control. Do you propose they all live in the woods?"

Brian nodded at the vampire. They didn't always get along, but he had least somewhat understood the plight of the clans.

"We will find a way, Brian," James said confidently. "We will find a way."
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KAYLEE'S POV

When I woke up, a black-haired man with blazing blue eyes looked down at me. He was tall and lanky, almost like a cat. Instantly, I knew he was a warlock, a creature of Satan. Upon seeing one of the devil's creations, I tried to flash back to Heave, but a searing pain entered my back.

I screamed as if someone was burning me. My screams caused the tall warlock to jump back. Was he afraid of me?

"Oh, my dear." His voice was low. "How did you Fall?"

I stood on shaky legs, back tremoring in pain. Everything hurt. "I did not Fall. The Council made me."

My legs gave out, and I collapsed to the ground, hands cradling my stomach. But there was no bump, not anymore. My eyes filled with tears. "What year is it, warlock?"

"It's 1864, dear. We better get you dressed." He helped me stand. My legs were still shaky, but I was able to walk.

The warlock led me to a stone mansion guarded by massive gargoyles. Their eyes followed us as we entered his home.

"Where am I... and who are you?" My voice came out small. This warlock was more powerful than I originally thought. In my weakened state, he could easily hurt me. Although right now, all I cared about was my missing baby. He was dead was all I could think. And there was no way for me to find him or get home.

A small smile crept onto his face. "You are in the United States, specifically New Orleans. I am James, and I am going to help you, dear. What is your name?"

"Kaylee. Is this an organization for the supernatural?" He led me into a room and drew a bath for me.

"An organization? My dear, the angels hate us." James filled the tub with lilac scents. "Besides even if you angels did not hate us, the humans will never get along with us."

I laid in the tub. "What about Lucifer?" The warm water felt so refreshing on my skin.

He laughed. "Lucifer isn't real, my dear." He hid his eyes from me, like he was lying. Whatever his truth was, I needed an ally until I could find my son and get home.

"I am an angel, warlock. What makes you think Satan isn't real?"

James looked at me, caution in his eyes. "You were an angel, Kaylee. I say Lucifer isn't real because I do not want her to exist. She created us, left us, and allowed Man to hate us. To me, she isn't real."
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Lilith watched her master as the dark one paced. She had never seen her like this. It was almost like Lucifer was nervous... which was impossible. The devil feared nothing.

Even the other Dark Council members were beginning to notice how the devil was behaving. They did not like any signs of weakness. Satan had used all her strength to create her horseman; weakness was not a name they appreciated.

"Lucifer, there is something strange going on with you." Pestilence twirled his thorn crown. "We are your Council to do with as your please, but this new attitude you have is disturbing."

Her eyes met her first horseman. "Something has happened to my son. Can you not feel the change? Something big happened. The angel of death may become ours."

War smiled a sinister smile. "What makes you think that, Satan?"

"He is my son. I can feel it. Whatever Heaven has done, it may have brought my prince closer to me."

"Is that a good thing?" Famine asked. He was the most silent of the group, rarely participating in conversation at all.

Lucifer sighed. She had wanted to explain her plan after Matthew had joined them. It would be better with all their combined powers in one room. "I would have preferred for Matthew to be here, but I will explain it once. You must listen and listen well. This is directly from God. No one but Him and me know."

All four demons stared at their maker. They knew it had to be good if only God and His right hand knew. Whatever the devil knew was going to rattle their brains.

"There are seven seals that need to be broken," Lucifer said, "The first seal will break to the sound of thunder. A mighty beast on a white horse will yell 'Come and see.' He will carry a bow, and he will go forth conquering and to conquer.

"The second seal will break with the words 'Come and see.' And another horse, this one red will come. He is sat on the horse to take peace from Earth and that Man should kill one another. He wields a great sword.

"And then will break the third seal with another 'Come and see.' A black horse will he ride with scales in his hands. A voice will say, 'A measure of wheat for denarius and three measures of barley for a denarius and see thou hurt not the oil and the wine.'

"And when the fourth seal is broken, the voice will say, 'Come and see.' A pale horse with Death and Hell will follow. And power will be given unto them over the fourth part of Earth to kill with sword, with hunger, with death, and with the beasts of the Earth.

"Under the fifth seal, they will see the altar of the souls that were slain for the word of God and for the testimony which it held. Those believed pure by Him will be given white robes and that they will rest until their fellow servants are fulfilled.

"With the sixth seal will come a great earthquake. The sun will become black as sackcloth hair and the moon as red as blood. The stars of Heaven will fall to the earth. Every mountain and island will move their places, and God's wrath has come.

"And then the seventh and final seal will break. There shall be silence for the space of half an hour. Then will stand the seven angels each with a trumpet. An eighth angel will appear to burn the incense which will burn will all the prayers of the saints.

"The eighth angel will take the burning altar filled with fire and cast it into the earth. There shall be voices, thunderings, lightnings, and a mighty earthquake.

"The seven angels with their seven trumpets will prepare themselves to sound His revelation. The will pour God's wrath unto the earth, and it shall be called the Rapture."

Lucifer stared at her Council. "We cannot break the seals without Death. He will soon be ours."

Notes

Alright y'all, I am handwriting this story and have hit a mental road block, but I finally got something out there! Let me tell y'all how hard it is to write this shit when you aren't religious. SO MUCH FUCKING RESEARCH!

Enjoy loves!

Part 2 to come tomorrow or Sunday.