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"Yep," They all said, except for Rachel, who was human, but didn't care for magic in general.
"Yep," They all said, except for Rachel, who was human, but didn't care for magic in general.
(Dang it I forgot Rachel)
“Oh,” Crow took Rachel’s silence as a no. “Is it even necessary for us to say that we can do it too?” she chuckled. Silently, she wondered what abilities they had.
"Me and my brother Grimm do Death-related magic, and Allison does Healing magic, what type of magic do you do?" Azrael said.
"Basically, My brother and I can reap souls, resurrect someone, and make things die or decay at a faster rate.
"Allison can use 'Let It Be Bright', which is a duller verison of 'Let There Be Light', which fixes and healing everything and everyone around it in a 100 foot radius. Also, all of us, sans Rachel, can fly."
(Don't make a Sans joke.)
“Oh, so it’s not necromancy?” said Crow, since that’s what she thought of. “We don’t know about that. We’re just witches.”
“I thought of my Gramma’s herbs and brews when you said Healing magic.” Dove said. “Anyway, we can transform into birds, our namesakes. Among other things.”
We’re these guys even witches? What they described was very different to how they thought about it.
(Hah! I’m not even in the fandom)
"Also, War uses, well, war magic."
"Let's watch some Deathly Redemption," Grimm said.
The two remaining people were shown on screen.
Alessandra Silver, a brunette lust demon, is up against Mark Girther, a black haired war demon.
It was 1v1.
"Who will become an Angel tonight and who will remain a demon? We will see, after these message," The demon judge said.
The logo and name of Deathly Redemption appeared, along with the words "Directed and Produced by Afterlife Inc." in tiny, bu readable, writing. The TV channel was 616 HGS/SN, a game show/sports network.
“I still have questions,” Dove moved her hands around as words tumbled out her mouth. “Why do demons fight to become angels? Also, wouldn’t this be considered illegal? I don’t think Satan would like his own demons changing their allegiance to God. How do you even have access to this?”
"After the last standoff with Vozreal, God & Satan decided that enough was enough, basically, & thus, they created Afterlife Inc.," Azrael finished as the commericals ended.
“I still have questions,” Dove moaned, but didn’t continue.
But Crow had a question as well. “You don’t seem like witches. What exactly do you-“ but the demon judge’s loud voice suddenly cut her off.
“And we’re back for the deathly showdown! Silver vs. Girther!”
"Who will come out on top? Let's find out."
“I suppose I’ll save it for later,” muttered Crow.
"On one side we have Alessandra Silver, seducing the competition! On the other, we have Mark Girther!"
The demon judge sounded like the female version of Wilford Warfstache. She was Lucifer, aka The Devil, aka Satan. The other judge was God herself.
(Tbh, I have no idea what to say XD)
(skip to commerical, again)
"We'll be back after this messages," God said on TV. "What's your questions?" Azrael asked.
(random waiting noises)
“I meant to ask, what exactly do you call yourselves?“ Crow replied. “You don’t seem like witches to me.”
(Random apologetic noises)
"Horsewoman of Armageddon," Azrael said referring to herself, "along with my wife, War. Allison's part Angel, and my bro's the Grim Reaper. That make sense?"
Crow suddenly felt extremely intimidated. “Yeah, yeah ok.”
Dove jerked her head up, her eyes wide. “What! That is so cool! Who knew we going to meet the Grim Reaper, a horsewoman of the apocalypse, and a half angel?” she moved her legs up and down in excitement.
"Its mostly just paperwork, except for Allison's part," Azrael explained.
“I still think it’s cool,” Dove grinned.
They watched and founded out who won. It was Alessandra. Afterwards, they talking in the kitchen and bar area.
“How long has Hell been doing stuff like this?” Crow asked. She folded her hands and leaned over the kitchen counter, an incredulous expression on her face.
"not very long, only 2 years."
"It's bullshit that Alessandra won! she basically gave everyone a BJ until they died!" Grimm said. "Yeah, it kinda was," Allison agreed.
“A… BJ?” Crow turned to Grimm.
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