towerofanimus | Put an End to This False World

Characters: Enoch and wide open
Setting: Graveyard, morning, slightly forward-dated to when the drops in question are processed.
Format: I'm starting in prose but it doesn't matter.
Summary: A small handful of names show up in the graveyard, and they prove there just might be a right way to break.
Warnings: Hostility will be met with violence right now.

Enoch didn't know how he'd let the graveyard's significance die. He didn't know how the names on the headstones had become a blur. He didn't know how he'd become numb to this job that was once so painful. He even missed Yu's headstone until the moment it came into abrupt clarity for no apparent reason. While he wondered how he could have missed it, wished him and his guardian strength, another nearby caught his eye. He could swear his heart stopped for a moment.

He walked swiftly through the row of tombstones, turning for another pass, in disbelief.

Tohko Amano.
Raphael.
Yotsuba Koiwai.

Tohko. She'd been getting on his nerves and Lucifel's both lately, but she only ever meant the best. He'd never finished writing her his story. At least, books did not crumble on the destroyed worlds. She may not need to eat but she could take comfort in her stories.

Raphael. The first person he recognized from home. Someone he'd been able to confide his suspicion in. Trapped on a dead world with a dead God.

Yotsuba. Such a bright light in such a hostile place. Like so many children before her she'd endeared herself to him immediately. It was always easy to talk to her, even with Eleven's screaming in his mind. Having earned a place in Lucifel's heart and spending time with the both of them, it had begun to feel like a family.

He had promised her he would restore the worlds. Now she herself would fall victim to Ruana if he failed too. Someone so young...someone who had begun to feel like family.

For a moment, it seemed to nearly echo a moment from his near future on Earth, where he would encounter Belial. His fists clenched and his shoulders tightened. Anyone who could see the flaming aura at the back of his neck would see it was flaring out. Eleven screamed shrill in his mind, the only sound he could hear.

Until he screamed back.

His voice rose to drown out the one in his mind, a roar that echoed in the solemn floor. He drew another breath, and screamed again, not in fear but in anger. The third scream found words involved.

"RUANA! I WON'T LET YOU HAVE THEM!" Every word he spoke, he shouted over Eleven, his eyes alight with something dangerous. His Arch found itself in his hands, open and raised. It buzzed as he slashed at the air in front of him.

"YOU WON'T TAKE THEM, DO YOU HEAR ME?"

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The moment Enoch touched his shoulder he snapped out of his daze, blinking a few times and thus causing the tears to run down his face. Surprised by the sudden dampness on his face he lifted a hand to touch it, finally noticing that he had been shedding tears.

That he is grieving.

Like Armaros had been when Enoch ran straight in Belial's trap.

Lucifel looked at Enoch then, tears still flowing down his face, but his expression, while sad at first, changed to one that held strength in it. "Look at this Enoch, it seems that I have to take the advice I gave this child to heart..." The archangel tried to chuckle. "Ruana will not win this."

Enoch reached up to wipe his tears away with his free hand. "You mean to be a support?"

But he already was one. He didn't know of any other advice he'd given Yotsuba.

"She told you, huh?" Lucifel didn't move when Enoch wiped away his tears. He should have expected that she told Enoch a few things, other people probably as well.

"That it's okay to cry."

Enoch nodded sadly, and tried to draw the angel into a hug. "It is, of course it is. It only means you feel."

It's just that he had never thought of this applying to him as well. Then again, this is the second time he is crying. Since his creation that is. "Who would have thought I would ever do so?"

He let Enoch hug him, returning it in the next moment.

Enoch didn't know what to say to that. Sadness is a part of life...but not in Heaven, usually. He rubbed Lucifel's back, trying to comfort him like he'd been comforted many times before in this tower.

He had only spoken the truth. Sadness wasn't familiar to him and to his knowledge not something any angel should be able to feel, along with a lot of other things.

Well, here he was feeling it. He couldn't tell him everything was fine like he might normally. It couldn't be farther from the truth.

"It...it will be all right," he said, though he didn't sound convinced of it, himself. "We'll save her. ...We must save her..."

It was still a shock for him to even feel grief, even more so the fact that he was grieving the loss of someone.

Lucifel pulled away from the hug a moment later, his expression one of full resolution. "As long as we are together, there is nothing we have to fear, not Ruana, not Jason, no one."

"As long as we're together..."

Maybe Lucifel shouldn't have pulled back from the hug, since Enoch just pulled him into another one.

"I'm not going anywhere, either." Not if he can help it, at least. But the graveyard here - it has much the same effect as a normal one. Anyone could end up here without warning.

Well, getting pulled into another hug was rather unexpected, but the archangel wasn't protesting.

But he was being honest. No matter what the administrators would pull them through, even if this place manipulated them, he didn't fear anything as long as long as Enoch would be with him.

And Lucifel gets a chaste kiss on the cheek before Enoch pulls away from the hug again.

"With such an invaluable friend at my side...you're right, there's nothing to fear."

He's starting to wonder how he managed for so long without him. "I'll be looking for weapons for a few days. The more we have that they cannot control, the better a chance we have."

Congratulations Enoch, that kiss was - while being very harmless - even more unexpected than getting pulled into a hug. The archangel is aware what a kiss on the cheek was harmless, but after Enoch being so angry and upset a moment ago...

To be honest, he was very confused right now.

"... Right..."

Enoch could only smile at his confusion. "Thank you, for bringing me back to reason."

"You're welcome..." If Enoch didn't mind, Lucifel needed a moment to regain his composure.

He'd give him that moment, then, though the longer the silence went on the more his calm started to slip.

Okay, he was fine after a moment. But... seriously, that had been completely unexpected to the archangel. Soon a hand found its way to his shoulder and patted it.

A smile flickered on his face for a moment, and he covered Lucifel's hand with his own.

"I should start looking for weapons."

Now that the idea had come to him and he was calmer, he was again itching for a distraction. Now that he was given direction...

"Don't be too reckless, alright?" Lucifel understood that Enoch wanted to do everything in his power to stop this madness, but as long as he didn't have an exact plan he shouldn't act without thinking things through.

"You have my word."

He's actually going to be playing it somewhat smart this time.

Well, they will have to see how well this plan will go...

Put an End to This False World

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