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Ophelia, princess of Heaven.

Lukar
Prince of Hell

Neceres, princess of Heaven

((There is no princess of water...did you read the description?))

Kyrian, Prince of Heaven

((Can we start now?))

~On Earth, in-between the two realms~

Down in a small deserted area of a town, if one could even call it that, it had seemed that nothing, live or dead wanted to be there in that moment. Everything was silent, even the animals and insects wary of the distant travelers that were making their way to a small abandoned church in the area. In one simple corner of the church, lay in waiting a group of these travelers dressed in all seemingly white robes and clothing. These were the brides and grooms of Heaven, and their escort, Michael head of the Arch-Angels. They stood together in a line, Michael in the middle and the brides and grooms on either side of him. Suddenly, a dark presence slammed open the dark wood doors of the building, and that darkness spread into a chilling air of hatred as the group from Hell entered, led by none other than Lucifer himself.

The chill seemed to barely reach the angels, and there it stopped, unable to touch the pureness of the angels and arch-angel beyond that point. Everything became still, like all were frozen in time as the two escorts regarded each other with a hatred so prime, that none wanted to say a word. Finally, Lucifer stalked forward, shirtless while in a pair of dark colored pants with the large blackened wings behind him raised in a show of power, while Michael in his pure silver armor never moved or even flinched while the traitor came forward. They both expected their royalty to either stay in place, or move along with them as they finally met in that small section of the church.

As Michael's wings rose in a show of his own authority, his booming voice snarled, " Let us do this now. The faster this is done, the sooner there will be peace between the realms and the humans will be spared."

"Agreed." Lucifer boomed back, closing his wings slightly so that his princes and princesses are able to be seen, " I will allow my royalty to announce themselves, as should you."

"Agreed." Michael stepped backwards and allowed his side of the group to step forward a step and introduce themselves, " My angels will go first."

((There are supposed to be eight characters in total, but we'll go ahead and start then add on.))

((OK. But, I don't want to start first...))

(I would start but . . . I'm not angel)

Sirzech, Prince of Hell.

((Angels, does that mean me?))

((Why did you change your person? We needed a princess of hell?))

Ophelia stepped forward with the rest of them and bowed her head in respect to the others , the jewels and chains onher head twined into her hair clinking together while she moved, "I am Ophelia, pleasure to meet you." She said quietly, raising her head back up to look at them all. Part of her was ready to do what it took to bring the two realms together in peace, but part of her just wished to return to her home. She looked at the two princes of Hell...she was going to marry one of them...She could only hope she would find happiness in this.

((Sorry but, I hate anything dark and the worst is hell.))

Neceres looked at Ophelia and her heart beat quickened as she watched the two princes of hell. She walked forward and wished that the ground would swallow her up right this very moment. "I am Neceres, pleasure to meet you too." Neceres spoke, she felt a little happy that she didn't stutter at all. She couldn't believe that she was going to marry someone she doesn't love.

(This doesn't need to be as complex as people are making it out to be.)

Lilith princess of Hell.

Angelic Princess of Hell.

Kyrian stepped forward too, his eyes closed and his silver hair seemingly floating behind him as he walked.He then stopped and opened his emerald green eyes to look at the demons standing infront of him.With a slight bow, he said in a clam voice "I'm Kyrian, pleased to meet you all." He looked over at the two princesses of hell.He couldn't help but think about the fact that one of them would soon be his bride.

Neceres was still glancing nervously at the two princes of hell, wishing she could die on the spot. She was just totally freaking out!

Lukar watched them as they all said their names, he looked them over, he did not care for either of the two princesses that stood before him, but it was his responsibility to marry one of them, and so he would.

Lilith eyed the prince of heaven curiously, he didn't look like much, but there was the chance of her ending up marring him. She sighed and crossed her arms and turned to Lucifer waiting for him to speak.

((there aren't anymore princess spots open...sowwy))

Lucifer nodded, though his eyes never left the damned angel in front of him. "My children, you may introduce yourselves now." He announced, stepping back and sllowing the demons to come forward.

Angelic was the first to step forward and introduce herself. Unlike the others, she didn't wear a gown, but a small black shint suit of sorts, her long teal and green hair flowed in wonderous curls around her, and a U-shaped scar was hidden by green make up on her cheek. All in all, she looked indifferent to being here. "I am Angelic, Princess of Hell."

After Angelic finished Lilith casually stepped forward opening her own wing,s noticing none of the angels had visible wings, she smirked, "Lilith, princess of Hell." She drawled adjusting her gloves. Her dress hung unto her chest and back her and flared out at her legs. Her scarlet eyes scanned the faces of the angels staring them all in the eyes as she did so.

Kyrian watched the two women who had just spoken.One of them would eventually be his wife.He hated the idea of course.But for the sake of peace, he had to do that.He closed his eyes once more, keeping a calm expression.He waited for the presentations to come to an end.

Lukar stepped forward in front of them. "My name is Lukar, I am the Prince of Hell." He said coldly pushing his midnight black hair out of his face, his voice was deep and unforgiving and held an air of dominance within it. He stood his ground over looking the two angel princesses before him, they both looked weak and frail. If he had to take an angel as his bride he would rather her be able to hold her own, and not crumble to pieces if any should happen.

Neceres began to feel a little more courageous now. If she was going to let Lukar think that she and Ophelia are weak and fragile. She will prove him wrong! Anyway, she would rather marry the other prince than with this one, he's just to cold and arrogant!

"Very well. We shall allow the Princes to choose their brides." Michael announced, gesturing to the prince of Heaven, "You may choose first my boy, which demon would you like to marry?"
Ophelia stood there, still and quiet. She was...stiff, polite and utterly...there. Being the eldest of the princesses if Heaven, she had been raised ti be nothing but those things. She was a strong woman, and did what was asked of her, hence why she was here, to perform her duties. If it was for the good of all, then she would do so without complaint. Even marrying a demon.

"I don't believe I introduced myself yet Michael." Sirzech said as he stepped forward. "Sirzechs Lucifer. I'm the big guys son." He said pointing at his father. But that wasn't all to be noticed from him, his voice had a commanding tone behind it giving strength to even his lightest words.

Kyrian's emerald green eyes examined the two princesses.He had watched them during the presentation.The green haired one had seemed to be the rebellious type.The type of woman who hated being ordered around and liked when things went her own way.If he took her, he would have to tame her.The black haired one, seemed to be the pretentious type.She seemed confident about herself and knew what she was capable of.If he took her, he would have to make her know he wasn't inferior to her.The choice wasn't an easy one to make.He stepped forward and walked to Angelic.He bowd slightly and held out his hand to her.In a calm ton, he said simply "Be mine."

Angelic watched his movements carefully up to the point where he extended his hand to her. His opinion of her was correct. She hated to be ordered, escpecially now that she was being forced to marry. But, her dainty hand lifted and was soon placed in his, accepting his gesture. Despite the suit and hair, she was surprisingly fragile looking, but it was not all true. "I accept you." She answered.

"I am glad." He said as he kissed her hand.She had flawless way of speaking and a perfect stance.Above all she had ravishing beauty.She was part of royalty afterall.Evenn though, none of that seemed to interest him, Kyrian hoped that their marriage would go on well and peace would be finally achieved.

Neceres thought it was kind of sweet of the two of them. She hoped that she and her husband to be will be like the two of them. She seemed more relaxed and herself again after she saw the first couple agreeing with each other.

As Lilith watched the two of them she tried to hide the smirk begging to be let out, she was still single, which meant she was still free, not tied down to a man she didn't approve of, let alone even know. Finally the smirk broke through followed by a slight snicker as she stepped allowing for the demon princes to chose their bride.

Lukar stepped forwards examining the two princesses, one well tempered and obviously aware of her duties, the perfect bride. The other a mess of nerves and other emotions, yet was able to adapt and learn from a situation quickly, useful with room to learn. He took one more step that changed smoothly into a deep bow with his right hand held over his heart, then straightened back up holding his open hand out to her, "Will you take me as your husband, Neceres?" He asked addressing her by name, for if she took him on as a husband they would be forever equal.

Neceres looked up at Lukar, she never thought that he would ever choose her. Her eyes shined with new hope and she took his hand, "I will." Maybe he wasn't as arrogant as she thought he was, she wished that the two of them will be happy together even though she didn't quite agree with him at first. She felt more herself than ever.

Lukar nodded then he kissed the back her hand, looking right into her shimmering eyes as he did. "And for that I am grateful." He said cooly, straghtening himself he studied her expression, before giving a smile unseen by everyone but her to whom it was barely visible "May our union flourish."

Kyrian glanced over at the new couple that had formed.He examined the prince, his emerald-green eyes taking in every detail about him.He then looked at his sister.Judging by her expression, it was clear that she had already accepted him.She had always been that way.She approved of things to easily and quickly.Most of the time she ended up hurt or dissappointed.As her elder brother, he had been always there to advice her on her choices or to comfort her when she was hurt.But this time, he wasn't going to be there for her.She was depending on herself.He then looked away, but spoke to her through telepathy {Neceres, be careful.I hope you haven't made the wrong choice.}

{I'll remain cautious.}
Lukar smiled at Neceres and said to her, "May our union flourish." Neceres nodded and said softly, "Wish it does." Then she looked over at Ophelia whose expression was hard to read. Neceres smiled coolly at her sister.

(Quick question, can I just put Lilith on the metaphorical back burner for now?)

"Well, I suppose it is us then." Sirzech said as he gently took hold of Ophelia's hand and took a knee. "Ophelia, would you do me the honor of becoming my bride?"

Kyrian watched as Sirzech did that.Ophelia had always been sure of herself and confident about what she did.She was aware of her duties and was a strong woman.As the eldest among them, she always had a lot of responsibilities.He hoped too that in her case, her choice would be good.Like he did for Neceres, he sent a telepathic message to her {What are you going to decide, Ophelia?}

[I have no choice]
Was her response and she immediately looked down at Sirzech, "I accept you as my future husband." She agreed, allowing him to take her hand. She was correct, she had no choice but to go through with this. This was her duty, and she would fulfill it without question.

"Very good." Lucifer bellowed, glaring at Michael still, "The men will now take their brides ti their own homes. Ladies, we understand you will have to adjust to your new surroundings, but remember, this is for the good."

Lukar nodded at Lucifer's words then turned back to Neceres, "Shall we go then?" He asked her his voice calm, as he offered his arm for her to take.

Kyrian then looked back at Angelic.He bowed slightly as he offered his hand once more "If the lady will accept to follow me, then we will be taking our leave." He said as calmly and composed as possible.

Angelic's response was only a curt nod, followed by her hand clasping his once more. She looked impassive, and honestly...bored. Like the others, she was forced to be here, but in no way was she going to be happy about it. Her new husband could try to tame her in this week before the wedding, but he was going to have a hell.of a time doing it. Pun intended.

Sirzech lifted Ophelia into his arms and opened a portal to the home of Lucifer. "Let's head to your new home." He said as he jumped through it.

Where would their homes be found? Will it be suitable for the princes to take the princesses to their own worlds?

Kyrian slowly nodded as he held her hand.He then turned and stretched his arm.Immediately, a portal opened up infront of them.He led her through it and they sepped into heaven, precisely infront of a magnificient castle.Kyrian's castle.He looked up at it and said to her "This is where we shall be living from now on."

Lukar nodded and with one swoop of his hand a flaming portal opened he stepped through and the flames smothered themselves to give Neceres save passage through.

Angelic followed her husband-to-be through the small portal gazing around. It was impressive, she had to admit that. "It is very large." She commented, staying mostly silent as she let him lead her through. She was the daughter of Asmodeus and Lilitu, it was bound to be she would stay silent and attack later.


Ophelia was taken by surprise when he suddenly lifted her up, nails digging into skin in shock as he took her straight into Hell. Moisture formed on her forehead, her body not quite used to the heat just yet.