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Flipping through the brown tome the young demon was caught slightly off guard when his mate through open the door to their room and then marched over to him. Brooklyn watched as the older gargoyle climbed onto their bed and yanked the book he was reading out of his hands. Blinking in mild surprise Brooklyn cocked his head in question at the pale eyed demon.\n\nFirebrand didn't bother to explain himself and instead leaned forward and then grabbed him by the wrist. Before he could wonder what the hell was going on the rust colored gargoyle was taken out of their warm room, dragged down the hallway, much to the amusement of several other red arremer, and then made to stand outside. It was right as Brooklyn was about to open his beak to ask what in frozen hell was going on that Firebran began flapping his wings and then taking into the air. Brooklyn, very quite confused at this point, tried his damndest to figure out what was going on, but before any form of logic could condense into proper though the older demon barked out for him to follow. Not sure, but not wanting to find out the hard way, the white maned demon opened his wings from where they were wrapped around his shoulders and then took to the sky.\n\nFor hours the pair flew in time next to one another, Firebrand making sure to never leave Brooklyn behind as he guided the younger gargoyle to...somewhere only he knew. Deep to the west, the younger demon noted. And though he was completely confused as to the strange antics of his mate Brooklyn said nothing and instead trusted the older demon to guide him to wherever he was going.\n\nHe now reflected that maybe that hadn't been a wise move, especially when the other was obviously behaving strangely.\n\nBut hindsight is always twenty-twenty as they say, and so Brooklyn thought and said nothing until the pair finally arrived at an old building that was quite reminiscent of an ancient church. Of course seeing as demons had no religion the younger demon knew that worship couldn't have been what this place was used for. Dropping down onto the ground Brooklyn turned to Firebrand with an obvious question written onto his face. The older demon cackled and then went forward to punch open the blackwood doors baring entry into the building. The smell of ash filled Brooklyn's senses as the musty air within the sealed structure assaulted him as he followed the cherry skinned gargoyle into the darkened area. Thanks to his improved sight the younger demon didn't need the light from outside to see yet that didn't stop him from slightly tripping onto a lantern which had fallen down from the ceiling. A cackle from Firebrand made him growl but otherwise say nothing as he followed the other to the front of the building where an intricately carved stone podium rested.\n\nThe older demon said nothing as he lifted his foot to kick the offending object over into the wall. The loud reverberating slam of stone meeting stone made Brooklyn flinch slightly.\n\n\"And that solved what exactly?\" the white maned demon asked curiously. The older red arremer turned to smirk at him and then pointed down onto the floor.\n\nBrooklyn was pleasantly surprised when he noted a set of stairs leading into deeper darker area. It was at that point that the younger demon's self-preservation instincts kicked in. Lifting a clawed hand up and then whispering to himself the magic infused gargoyle summoned an orb a gold light into his palm. Moving to stand beside his mate he lifted his hand out and then dropped the ball of light down. Like a marble the sphere of magic bounced onto the stone steps all the way until it hit the bottom of the unseen area where the steps ended.\n\n\"Well, it's safe, if nothing else.\" Brooklyn said more to himself than to Firebrand.\n\nNarrowing his eyes the younger demon walked down the steps, momentarily forgetting that the cherry skinned gargoyle was with him as his curiosity yanked him forward. Firebrand merely chuckled at this as he followed along after his mate.\n\nWith the exception of a few spongy monsters there within the underground...catacombs as they were, there was nothing of great danger looming inside of the weaving tunnels, though this made Brooklyn all the more curious, as no one would make such an intricate level of winding paths within stone without a good reason. Firebrand said nothing as he and the younger demon breathed fire onto those creatures who came too close for their comfort while going about their way. For almost an hour the pair followed after the golden orb which Brooklyn had called to stand in front of him; the sphere, like a happy hellhound on the trail of a fresh soul, led the way up, then left, down and finally left again before leading the pair to...\n\n\"Well, well...this is amazing.\" Brooklyn gaped as he looked at the numerous books which were lined within the shelves of what could only be some kind of strange torture room filled with devices, the likes of which were meant to evoke the maximum amount of pain that could be imagined onto a physical body. Brooklyn, having no fear of said tools being used on him, turned to regard Firebrand with a quirky smirk, \"Do I dare ask what it cost you to find information leading to this place?\" the younger demon inquired cheekily.\n\nFirebrand chuckled but said nothing, though he did go over to nuzzle the taller demon onto the side of the shoulder. Brooklyn crooned in reply to the display of affection, his long tail snaking playfully around his mate's waist to draw him closer. A few minutes were spent afterwards making out together before the rust colored gargoyle broke away to begin exploring the various cruel devices which had been left to rot within the chamber. Pale golden eyes watched Brooklyn go about his way even as their owner remained silently anticipating what was to come.\n\nIt took about three days of searching and reading before Brooklyn found a strange book that held the face of a laughing incubus on it. However, once the white maned demon opened the tome he let out a frightful yell as he was immediately assaulted by a plume of clear tentacles. Instinct kicked in and the younger demon tossed the book away to put distance between it and himself but like a starving ghoul the mahogany colored hardback hit the wall and then bounced onto the floor completely undeterred before it then used its tentacles to scuttle over to Brooklyn. The rust colored gargoyle opened his muzzle to breathe out a plume of crimson flame but just as he was ready to expel them from his maw a paw smacked him on the ass making swallow the fire back down into his chest.\n\nSnapping his head around to look at the offender Brooklyn was left curious as he stared into the laughing eyes of Firebrand...that was right before he yelped in indignation as viscous tentacles arrested him. In the moments it took for the book's writhing appendages to grapple him to the ground and then spin him around the white maned demon went through an entire mental hypothesis as to why his mate had decided to put him in the situation he was in now. By the time the tentacles began to molested his body with slow sweeps of icy cool 'flesh' across his chest, torso, and groin Brooklyn had pretty much figured out the why of Firebrand's sudden 'betrayal'.\n\n\"You know, if you still pissed off about before, we could have just fought it out.\" the younger demon said matter-of-factly while struggling to cover his rump with his tail. Firebrand chuckled impishly as he plopped himself onto the ground in front of rust colored gargoyle, a white piece of paper waving suspiciously in his left hand. \"Let me guess, counterspell to turn this book off?\" Firebrand merely yipped in response. \"Right.\"\n\nBrooklyn grunted as he tried to struggle against the pale tentacles that were holding him upside down tightly, a deep scowl written onto his beak as he looked at the chuckling gargoyle sitting across from him. Pale gold eyes were narrow as Firebrand watched his mate wriggle while the organs of the trollnomicon molested the younger demon with impunity. And while normally he would have found this display rather aggravating, seeing as his mate's body was his and his alone to play with, watching as the other struggled oh so sensually as the tentacles stroked up and over and then down the length of his sculptured form brought a sense of sexual delight to the older demon's mind, the likes of which made him wonder if he should keep the book around for later dates in order to...correct his mate's underhanded antics.\n\n\"Are you enjoying yourself?\" the rust colored gargoyle snarled as a thick tentacle squeezed around now his erect cock. Firebrand cackled his answer out to his mate. \"I'm so happy for you, but you know that I'm going to get you back for this, right?\" there was no sense in hiding the fact as Brooklyn was already planning very polite ways to make the older demon's ass pay for this undignified disgrace.\n\nAnd speaking of ass he hissed out a growl when one of the tentacles attempted to roll around in an effort to fondle his naked rump. The sound of paper waving within the air caused the slithering magical appendage to move away from Brooklyn's near defenseless cheeks. The rust colored gargoyle watched as his mate waved the page with dispelling incantaction right in front of him. Even though it was torn free from the book it still held the power to command the trollnomicon to obey, though that wasn't to say that the tome was completely helpless. This could be seen by Brooklyn as he watched one of the tentacles slither around to Firebrand's side.\n\nFirebrand cackled as he noted the sour look which colored the younger demon's face.\n\n\"I'm curious. How long do you plan to punish me?\" Firebrand's chuckling face became a condescending sneer as he looked to the rust colored gargoyle.\n\nThe shorter demon stood up from where he was causally resting on the ground and then walked over to Brooklyn. From his upside down position the white maned demon had to turn his head awkwardly in order to look up at his mate, though once he did he found himself staring eye-to-eye with the other...and then he was suddenly nipping his mate's calves. Brooklyn gasped at the sharp bite of pain, but soon found himself purring in delight when the older red arremer's taloned hand reached out to roll down his inner thighs to where his groin was wrapped up by one of the tentacles. The white maned demon whimpered and then began to hump air as his mate tugged onto his leaking cock as though attempting to milk him of the seed which lay within his weighty balls.\n\nIt was just as he felt ready to expel his load that Firebrand pulled back.\n\nBrooklyn whined and humped air for several minutes however one of the tentacles pushed forward into his cock as if trying to put a cork on his orgasm.\n\n\"Oh please tell me that you're not going to do what I think you're going to do?\" Brooklyn asked desperately.\n\nHis only response was a sinister cackle from Firebrand.\n\n\"I am sooo going to make you pay for this!\" the younger demon hissed.\n\n- - - - - - \n[b]2. [/b] The battle was long but with Brooklyn's strategy the red arremer were able to put to route most of the invading demons with minimal injuries. Looking over his people the white maned gargoyle smiled a feral smirk as the fifty some odd red skinned demons roared out a cheer of victory. For his part though Brooklyn was silent as he turned back to watch his mate crush the skull of the ogre who had led the three hundred some odd demons to their doorstep. Firebrand was relatively calm as he did so, the older demon having seen enough warfare that it barely registered how hard the battle had been, or how the fight with the ogre had garnered him more war scars. Instead, the older red arremer warbled out a growl down at the bloody pulp that was the offending demon. Brooklyn couldn't keep his eyes off of his mate as he stood there on top of the dead ogre; the shorter demon looked so beautiful as blood stained his cherry skin while sweat beads danced along the hard curves of his muscles. The younger gargoyle could feel his sheath start to pulse as arousal slipped down his body, yet he wondered if now was the time for this.\n\nLooking around and seeing that there were no more enemies within the immediate area the white maned gargoyle ordered his brethren together.\n\n\"While that fight was exciting in and of itself, we need to keep vigilant to make sure that the stragglers don't return with reinforcements.\" the surrounding demons growled in acknowledgment. \"All of you, return to the castle. You there,\" a young red arremer who had several bleeding scars running crisscross over his chest looked to Brooklyn curiously. \"You did a fine job today.\" the scarred demon warbled out proudly while his brethren patted him along the shoulders. \"Get cleaned up and then go and tell King Astaroth that this battle is over with. The rest of you, return home but pair off to do several wide seeps of both the area around the castle and the inner areas within our home. We don't need to be taken by surprise by those who may have escaped our claws.\" the fifty black winged demons nodded and then took to the sky so as to follow through with Brooklyn's command. Once they were gone from fight the white maned gargoyle turned to find his mate smirking at him knowingly.\n\n\"As if you'd already hadn't thought of everything I'm already thinking of.\" the rust colored gargoyle teased while sauntering over the shorter demon. Firebrand let out a barking warble of a reply while crossing his arms over his chest playfully. \"Please. Those guys were nothing. I bet even that whelp I congratulated could have made a decent enough plan to deal with them.\" Brooklyn replied while moving around the older demon's side while his taloned hands played across the steel tough biceps that flexed gently in front of Firebrand. \"Now then, how about you and I celebrate in our special little way, hmm?\" Firebrand cackled at that even as the split in between his legs began to twitch. Brooklyn found his maw to be watering slightly as he watched his mate's nubbed penis slowly bloomed outwards from his genital slit.\n\nNuzzling the other demon's neck and face, Brooklyn breathed in the warm musky scent of ash and fire that was unique to Firebrand before lolling his tongue out to lick across the older red arremer's shoulder blades. Firebrand crooned in pleasant surprise by this sudden action; this, in turn, made the white maned gargoyle chuckle a bit. Brooklyn so loved to see his mate come unhinged with pleasure and as he graced his fingers along the black membranes that were the cherry colored gargoyle's wing extensions he couldn't help but drink in every little twitch and flex that rolled across the shorter demon's form. \"I think I'm going to try something different this time around.\" Brooklyn said suddenly catching Firebrand off guard just a bit. \"Don't worry,\" he teased when the red arremer cocked his head up at him curiously as the two became face to face with one another. \"I won't hurt you, much.\" That got a unamused growl from the pale eyed demon.\nBrooklyn merely chuckled.\n\nSlowly dropping himself down in front of his mate Brooklyn massaged Firebrand's arms free from him in front of his chest. When the older demon's front was clear of obstruction he wasted no time attacking the cherry red flesh with his heated tongue. Firebrand could only hiss as wet lines were drawn across his body as though he were a canvas meant to be painted. Brooklyn's tail wagged happily as his tongue caught every last tremor of ecstasy which sparked throughout the older demon's body; it always came as a perverse amusement to the younger demon to know that he was the only one who could made this millenia old warrior's knees weak and now he was enjoying this control to the fullest. Kissing and then nipping at Firebrand's bloodsoaked chest on down to his scarred torso Brooklyn wasn't completely aware of how far the older red arremer's cock had slipped out from his slit. Brooklyn's own sex was now half hard in between his own legs as his rocked his hips forward, small jets of clear fluid splattering over the hard earth underneath as his excitement grew to a fevererd pitch.\n\nPulling back after placing a gentle lick onto the upper part of Firebrand's naked groin Brooklyn reached out to take his mate's sex in hand. The turgid member leaked a steady dribble of warm liquid musk onto his palm, not that the white maned gargoyle minded. The heady scent of brimstone coming from the elder demon's cock made him swoon slightly, not that he'd admit to it. Instead, Brooklyn moved his other hand up so as to massage his mate's sensitive organ, milking more of the sticky clear sap from the older gargoyle as he did so. Firebrand hissed as he tried to fight against the feelings consuming him, but it was damned hard to do so, what with Brooklyn knowing just exactly where to stroke a claw down the length of his cock. It took everything he had not to reach forward and bury the younger demon's mouth onto his cock but he wanted to let all of this play out, after all the hot puffs of breath with his mate blew out across the tip of his sex were just so delicious.\n\nAnd then his length was swallowed up anyway.\n\nFirebrand howled as his nubbed demonhood was swept across by a long thick tongue. Now there was no chance to stop his hips from firing forward into the younger demon's maw. Reaching out and stroking the rust colored gargoyle's horns the older red arremer hump into the sucking throat which ripped around the first three inches of his cock before pulling back to begin deep throating the other. Brooklyn smirked as he felt the throbbing organ in between his lips swell and then deflate as more and more of the sticky sap spurting out from the cherry skinned gargoyle's sex lined the inner depths of his throat. Since the older demon's testicles were kept housed securely within his body there was nothing for Brooklyn to tease, but instead of letting his hands remain idle he reached up to grasp the manacles that forever clung to Firebrand's wrists. The elder demon hardly paid attention to this as he worked himself deeper into the white maned gargoyle's throat.\n\nFor several long minute Firebrand and Brooklyn worked together to bring the older red arremer to the heights of his passion, yet just as soon as the younger demon felt the telltale twitches that signaled that his mate was about to splatter his essence down into his belly Brooklyn pulled his head back. Firebrand was slightly caught off guard by this yet he was thoroughly flabbergasted when he looked down to see a very familiar smirk covering the younger gargoyle's face, right before a shot of his clear fluid lanced across the younger demon's eyes.\n\n\"Very nice. And while I would normally appreciate the gesture, right now, I think I'm going to add this to your punishment.\" Those words made Firebrand tilt his head to the side in utter confusion.\n\nAnd then suddenly he noticed that he couldn't pull his arms apart.\n\n\"Don't worry though, I plan to pay you back for this, and that other little trick you pulled on me.\"\n\nA flash of yellow light shone around his wrists and there soon appeared very physical intertwining links binding his left and right arm together. Now Firebrand was normally a calm and collected red arremer, hell, he had faced down a dragon, by himself, without flinching, but at the feeling of his mannacles being locked together the elder demon could feel the onset of of a panic attack quickly overcoming his mind. Pulling back he warbled and shrieked as he tried to tear the offending metal free but it refused to give. Just as he was preparing to lean down to snap at the links he was suddenly frozen solid.\n\nTwo hands reached out to grasp his cock just as a full blown conniption fit was about to take the elder demon over. A shudder surged throughout Firebrand's body as his somewhat forgotten orgasm began to build once again.\n\n\"Don't worry,\" Brooklyn whispered from where he had stealthily managed to slither his way around and then behind his mate. \"You're safe.\" those worse calmed Firebrand immensely. Though seconds later the older demon's brain began to push aside the fear which had attempted to swallow him whole in an effort to try and figure out exactly what was going on here. Turning his head to laser pale gold eyes onto the younger demon Firebrand stared into the devious mask that played itself onto Brooklyn's handsome features. He narrowed his eyes at the other as the white maned gargoyle's hands slipped free from his sex to instead toy with the cleft in between his butt. When a single claw poked at his pucker the cherry skinned gargoyle's gaped in surprise, pale gold eyes blown wide in shock.\n\nAnd then he was forced down onto the hard earth chest first.\n\n\"You know that I've never really thought about sheathing myself into your body before, but after your little stunt last year I had been waiting for the time when I could pay you back, and what better time than now, am I right?\" Brooklyn chuckled as he knelt down behind Firebrand. The older demon barked before trying to raise himself up but a quick whisper by Brooklyn had a spike forming in the middle of the links chaining his manacles together. Forced back down the elder demon could do nothing to free himself from his current predicament, but two seconds later and he suddenly didn't want to.\n\nAs a warm and familiar tongue ran throughout his rump, ghosting up his cleft and then back down it, Firebrand warbled hotly as he instinctively pushed back against his mate's face. Brooklyn snickered and muttered something the other couldn't hear before lolling his tongue repeatedly against the inner reaches of the red arremer's body. Over and over the white maned demon explored his mate's deepest reaches, sometimes flicking his tongue quickly against the hole hidden in between those firm mounds, and other times dancing slowly across the pucker with careful strokes. No matter how he did it however Firebrand was left arching and crooning in rapture. While it had always been an unspoken rule that Firebrand was the dominant mate in between them, and thus the one to do the penetrating, the older demon now found himself taking on the mantle of submissive between them with an ironic sort of relish. Spreading his legs as much as he could Firebrand lifted his rump back so that he could get more of the rust colored gargoyle's tongue up his butt.\n\n\"Who knew that you would be so into this sort of thing?\" Brooklyn said in a very tongue-in-cheek manner which forced a growl out from Firebrand's throat. \"I guess you won't mind me sheathing myself into you, then?\" the younger demon reached down to where his mostly ignored hardon was now twitching in between his legs like a wild hellhound. A firm stroke made a shot of clear fluid shoot out across right side of Firebrand's rump, that got a hiss from the red arremer. \"Of course, if you don't want to I can just keep doing this until I get bored.\" Before the other could say anything Brooklyn returned to eating out his rear. Several dozen more laps of his tongue and Firebrand found himself panting and chortling as he became nothing more than a mass of cherry skinned pleasure. \"It's up to you, though.\" Brooklyn chuckled.\n\nFirebrand said nothing to this and instead bowed his head to the ground and then ached his backside up.\n\n\"I'll take that as a yes?\" Brooklyn snickered.\n\n\"Just do it already you cheeky bastard!\" Firebrand shouted in the mortal tongue.\n\nAnd suddenly Brooklyn was over his mate, the head of his cock directly in front of the red arremer's hole. A slow press of his hips forward and soon Firebrand's body was opening up to allow the white maned gargoyle inside. Firebrand groaned long and low as his not quite virginal rear was speared by his younger mate. Brooklyn, thorough but careful, sunk himself down into the elder demon inch by delicious inch until soon he was groin to rump with his mate. A steady series of panting overtook both gargoyles as they became connected with each other in a way that they had never been before.\n\nAnd then Brooklyn began to pull back...\n\n- - - - - -\n[b]3.[/b] Time to a demon has very little weight, unless there's a particular goal in mind for said demon. Brooklyn knew this to be quite true as he allowed hundreds of years to pass before his eyes with barely a blink of recognition. In the time the rust colored gargoyle had seen many wars sweep throughout Hell, taking part in only some of them when the incentive was great enough, and had read thousands of tomes ranging from the philosophical to the dramatic in order to grow his wisdom, all of which were fundamental to his growth as a semi-authoritative leader of his brethren. Though he wasn't a true king of the red arremer, that right having fallen to Firebrand as the older demon ruled over their brethren with a vicious determination that bordered on the parental. It was because of this that it was almost a ceremonious event to gain the audience of King Astaroth, what with Brooklyn and Firebrand taking the reigns of control over the red skinned hellions. Not that this bothered the demon king, as he, too, found himself relying on Brooklyn's wisdom and Firebrand's unrelenting determination to handle situations that were either beneath his concern or outside of his reach as a monarch.\n\nFor his part Brooklyn enjoyed the responsibility, as it gave him the ability to utilize his mind in ways that made his tactics and leadership skills expand farther than they had before, and while he would never admit it aloud the magic casting demon enjoyed watching as his plans came to fruition within the sphere that came to the battles that he and his brethren engaged in. Challenging weaker red arremer to think more strategically while in situations where brute strength would not allow for a sure victory brought a feral smile to Brooklyn's beak, and the words of praise he showered upon those who survived their encounters were met with bowed heads and cackles of demonic delight from his brethren. Yet Brooklyn's greatest sense of joy didn't come from any of the plans he made, or the books he mentally devoured in his pursuit of more knowledge, nor from the boosts of power he seemed to gain every other decade that he continued to fight and survive within Hell.\n\nNo.\n\nWhat gave the white maned demon the most pleasure was the fact that right by his side was his mate there with him as he fought against the throngs of enemies which thought to swarm down upon their castle home. The sight of Firebrand, who had also gained greater power and dominance throughout the passing years, both in and out of battle, always by filled Brooklyn with a sense of elation that went beyond words. Whether bloodsoaked or sweat laden, Firebrand's glory seemed to radiate from out of his being as he stood upon the mounds of bodies which piled up before the two of them as they conquered those who sought to conquer them. The moments when, after a long and tiring battle, the shorter demon would grab him and then breath in his heady brimstone thick scent made Brooklyn's knees weak, and often the rust colored gargoyle would find himself falling before his mate as the lingering sparks of bloodlust drove the older demon's cock from the safety of his inner cleft deep into his body. Many a times the red arremer who survived their battles would find their leaders furiously mating with one another, which would then cause either those who were mated to taking their own mates in the same primal manner or for loud cheers and cackles to fill the air as the red arremer surrounded the pair as they watched them cement their bond with one another.\n\nOf course, not everything was as picturesque as some would think, or as Brooklyn liked to think during those quiet moments when he lay up reading while Firebrand snoozed next to them on their bed. There were still...matters that the spellcasting demon had on his mind that bothered him quite deeply, specifically with regards to the dreams for which he had still been having. One in particular made his blood boil and a feral snarl rumble free from his throat as he thought over it during the moments when he would have preferred not to. Thankfully Firebrand was usually around to help calm him, as without the elder demon's presence to firmly route him into reality Brooklyn was sure that he would have made several violent outbursts that would have cost him much in the way of his self-respect.\n\nLike right then actually, as a firm hand reached out for him drawing his attention southward.\n\nTurning from where he was standing while looking out over the crimson soaked horizon which lead beyond the mountains concealing their home the rust colored gargoyle blinked in question as he looked down at his mate. Firebrand said nothing. He didn't have to, as these days the connection between them was so absolute that it was almost a second nature occurrence for them to tap into one another's emotions.\n\n\"I'm going to be fine. I just had that dream again.\" Firebrand hissed in anger. \"Yeah, I know that I need to deal with it, it's just the how that's bothering me.\" Fighting against an enemy that only appeared in one's dreams was not something Brooklyn had ever found a way to do, despite looking through hundreds of tomes in order to search for a way to make possible. A quite croon from Firebrand brought a relaxed smile to the white maned demon's face. \"Sure. I could use some recreational exercise right about now.\" Brooklyn's tail curled around Firebrand as he said this, the tip of his prehensile appendage going so far as to weave its way into the slit in between the elder demon's legs.\n\nIt was just as the pair were about to head for their room that a younger red arremer came barreling down the hallways towards them; Brooklyn and Firebrand were immediately set on alert, as this didn't happen for no reason. The younger demon barely paid the state of Brooklyn's tail and Firebrand's now slightly engorged cock any notice as he cackled out a message from their king.\n\n\"He wants to see us? Did he say why?\" the younger demon shook his head. \"Then this must really be important.\" Brooklyn unwound his tail from around his mate's abdomen as he turned to face the other. Firebrand snorted, a splash of fire streaming from his lips as his displeasure was made known to all.\n\n- - - - -\n\n\"You summoned us, sire?\" Brooklyn said while bowing on one knee next to Firebrand.\n\n\"Yes.\" King Astaroth rumbled, both his faces quite dour as they frowned down at their subordinates.\n\n\"I assume this isn't to tell us something good, so what has you as displeased as you are today?\"\n\nKing Astaroth sat deadly silent for several seconds before replying to Brooklyn's inquiry, \"Lord Lucifer is planning to attack the human world.\"\n\nThose eight words had both demons gasping and then looking to each other in awe.\n\n\"My king...while I would never doubt your words...I must ask if this is true.\" Brooklyn inquired, his maw open in undeniable shock.\n\n\"It is. And he has asked that I, and several other demon kings, assist him in his invasion.\" that made a quiver race throughout Brooklyn's body.\n\n\"You have...accepted this?\"\n\n\"...yes.\"\n\n\"...then how much time do we have to prepare for this...assault, I suppose?\"\n\n\"Lord Lucifer has not given me the details on exactly what his plan is, other than to say that he has his eyes set upon some princess who has ties to the gods, or something of that nature.\" King Astaroth explained with a grumble.\n\n\"...perhaps I can look into this matter?\" Both Firebrand and Astaroth looked to Brooklyn questioningly. \"I feel...that perhaps if I were to fully gauge exactly who and what this princess is that I can make Lord Lucifer's victory over the human world that much sweeter for both us and himself, as well as save on the demon power needed to see this all through to the end.\" Brooklyn turned his eyes to Astaroth's topmost head, his dark eyes burning with a fire that gave the dual faced demon pause.\n\n\"...yes. Perhaps that will work to...everyone's benefit if you did. However, I will say that you should do nothing which will conflict with Lord Lucifer's goal for the human world, as his fury at those who would interfere with his desires are never met with kind words.\"\n\n\"Worry not, my king, for I have no plans to challenge Lord Lucifer in any such manner.\"\n\n\"Good.\" the demon monarch waved the two demons away at that point, and both Firebrand and Brooklyn were only too happy to leave their king's throne room.\n\n\"I'm going to look into this right now, however, I want you to take care to prepare the others for battle.\" Firebrand growled up to his mate as the pair walked somewhat shakily back to their room. \"Because I have no idea where this is all going to lead to, however, I do know that there's a high probability that a fight make break out over this situation, and I think we both know what outcome is most important to this situation.\" those words made the elder demon bow his head.\n\n- - - - - -\n\nThe journey to Lord Lucifer was one that Brooklyn swore that he would never make again. Not because it was a particularly hard journey for him, having wings meant that travel across Hell was a literal breeze. No. He would never make the journey again because of the outright fear that swallowed him up after he had gained an audience with the greater demon.\n\nGaining an audience with him at his castle home had been easy enough to do, once he revealed who he was and the name of his king, yet kneeling before the other and feeling Lucifer's aura wash over him, Brooklyn had to mentally fight with himself not to quiver in abject fear. To say that the ruler of the demon world bore a magnanimous presence was to say that the ocean was a drop of water. Lord Lucifer deserved his title as the king of Hell, for though he may have lost much in the way of power of the thousands of years he had been alive...the fire soaked incarnation of malice and destruction still possessed an aura of power about himself that literally drove Brooklyn to his knees before the other. Still though, Brooklyn managed to hold himself well as be asked the great king his reasons for wanting to assault the human world. The answer was quite simple.\n\nLucifer wanted more power.\n\nTypical for any demon, however, his way of going about it was more than a little interesting, to say the least.\n\nApparently over the centuries following Berlin's attack on the human world other demon lords had gone through in an effort to vie for power, or to carve out patches of land for themselves for which they could rule over in relative peace. Brooklyn, and subsequently King Astaroth, had paid little attention to these details, as they were both quite content with the small portion of Hell for which they lived, yet it seemed that more and more demons had been attempting to overtake much of the mortal world for themselves. They had, in essence, created a living Hell for humans and those creatures who would watch over them there on earth. Mortal civilization had all but collapsed in on itself as demons all of shapes and sizes attacked the mortal realm with impunity during the years that followed, and what followed after were countries and nations turning in on themselves in order to both blame one another and to swallow other continent's resources in a futile attempt to try and hold out against the demon hordes.\n\nIt hadn't worked out quite as they had hoped that it would.\n\nAs the demons crowded in on them the humans found themselves at odds with both each other and their respective governments as modern technology proved to be more advantageous to demonkind in twisting younger mortals to their whims with empty promises and veiled threats. There were those who of course fought back using power born from the earth, however, with Oberon having fallen at Berlin's hand and Queen Titania unable to do more than protect her people and Avalon from the invasive hellions, the humans found themselves succumbing to demonic corruption and vice before long. Yet even then the human spirit refused to be beaten down as demonic halflings arose to try and push back against those entities born from Hell, however, even with these infernal blooded allies standing at their side time worked against mortals as soon the demon hordes gained greater and greater footholds within the land. These small conquests transformed into small encampments of demonic corruption, which then turned in minor territories for demons to spawn from, before finally becoming outright city-states within themselves.\n\nHow many humans were made into servants, slaves, food, and toys for those who sought to control the earth Brooklyn had no idea, yet from Lord Lucifer's words it was enough to literally undo the progress born from centuries of modern progress. Soon the human world regressed to the point where the only 'cities' which were left were those of demonic origin, and most of those humans who were born in the current era were either tainted half-bloods or quarter-bloods, or some such percentage of demonic-human hybridization. What was left of the spiritual entities of the world had either hidden themselves away from demon's capture, given in and had become corrupted, or warded off small section of the planet for themselves which was literally being held up by what fountains of untapped natural energy the planet still had left.\n\nThis meant that, for all intents and purposes, Earth had become a minor version of Hell itself, just more blue than red to those entities watching from view of the stars. However, it is often said that the most beautiful of flower grows in the darkest of quagmires, and from this had come a lineage of women who were directly descended from Alexander Xanatos, and thus King Oberon. While their mystical powers were of very little comparison to those demon lords of King Astaroth's rank, what they could provide when used as a power source for any demon with working knowledge of the mystical arts was to be looked upon with greed and desire. And this is exactly what Lord Lucifer wanted.\n\n\"If I could have this woman I could literally transform the mortal world into a new Hell and rule both without question.\" the fanaticism behind the greater demon's words were as such that Brooklyn found himself chuckling in amusement, right before he went back to shuddering in abject fear.\n\n\"As a servant of King Astaroth, I would ask that I be allowed to aid you in your endeavor, my lord.\" Brooklyn said with as much humility as a demon of his age could muster.\n\n\"Very good. Then I want you to go and find where the princess is being kept at the moment.\"\n\n\"She's not within her...castle I suppose?\"\n\n\"No. The humans who still resist us move her every few weeks, so even when she is found she escapes my grasps.\" Lucifer's flaming body literally pulsated with crimson flames of indignation as he let his displeasure over this situation be known to all present. Thankfully being on his knees allowed Brooklyn to fall flat to the ground just in time to avoid being made into a crispy critter from the outburst.\n\n\"...I see. Well then, I will look into the matter immediately, my lord.\"\n\n\"Hmph, so be it. However, I would warn you against attempting to try and take her for yourself, as even if you attempted to do as such, you would find my wrath to be unquestionable should you do as such.\" the burning eyes of the elder demon lanced through Brooklyn's psyche like the legendary gungnir as he laid down before Lucifer.\n\n\"My lord, the thought had never and will never cross my mind.\"\n\n\"Good.\"\n\n- - - - - -\n\nIt took time, researcher, bribes, and a few murders before Brooklyn was able to locate the current hiding place of the princess that Lord Lucifer was so interested in, yet once he did so the white maned demon easily bypassed the wards which were covering the castle where the young woman was being kept. While slipping into the hallways leading to the room where she was being kept could be called easy, capturing the woman and then whisking her away within the middle of the night was almost insultingly trivial by comparison. However, it was right at the moment where Brooklyn sought to drag the human to Lord Lucifer that he was hit by a wave of...something he hadn't felt before for centuries now.\n\nRemorse.\n\nLooking down at the sleeping beauty within his arms Brooklyn found himself gaping at the notion that he could feel anything for the girl, who wouldn't have been more than sixteen years of age. Landing down onto the ground near a forest the rust colored gargoyle set the princess down and then looked her over. As expected of someone of nobility she was beautiful in that classical sense, what with her ruby hair being as immaculate as it was, while her face was as such that men from far and wide would seek to make war just for the opportunity to gaze upon her. Brooklyn literally had to slap himself to dispel the stupor for which had fallen over his mind like a spell.\n\nIt was in that moment that he realized that he had been literally enchanted with the woman.\n\nPulling away and then whispering to himself Brooklyn shook himself free of the holy aura which had tried to permeate his being. The sparkles of light fell like rain from his shoulders and before long the white maned demon was once again thinking clearly.\n\n\"Such power. I wonder if she even knows that she can do such a thing?\" Brooklyn thought aloud.\n\n\"Princess!\" Brooklyn swore as he jumped into the trees like a startled cat.\n\nDrawing himself within the depths of the forest foliage he watched carefully as men clad in silver armor riding on horseback came into the clearing he had landed into. Peering down at the lot of them Brooklyn was sure that he could have killed them all with a single blast of lightning, however, he resisted doing as, if only to keep from potentially harming the prize that he needed to find some way of delivering to Lord Lucifer.\n\n'How did they us?' Brooklyn's silent inquiry was answered by one of the knights slipping down from the stallion he had been riding revealed an amulet shining with a brilliant white luminescence onto the center of his steel chestplate, of which grew brighter the closer he drew to the still slumbering princess.\n\n\"Sir Arthur, how is the princess? Has she been harmed?\" one of the other knights asked as the others looked around for whatever could has whisked her away from the castle. Brooklyn remained silent when of the men turned in his direction before looking away somewhere else.\n\nKneeling down the man looked over the young woman before lifting the visor of his helmet up to get a better look at her. It was upon seeing the other that Brooklyn gasped loud enough to make all of the jump.\n\nWatching with narrowed eyes as the human knelt down to pick up the slumbering princess Brooklyn said nothing as he allowed the lot of them to survey the area in vain for him before jumping back onto their horses and heading back to their castle. Once they were gone remained seated within the trees, his mind in a whirl with a burning rage as the image of the human from his nightmares filled his mind's eye.\n\n- - - - -\n\nDuring the first day following the revelation for which had been bequeathed onto his Brooklyn did nothing, the white maned demon too shocked by what he had just seen to form a coherent thought. However once he was able to wrestle down the fury which sought to overcome his rationale he then spent the next several days of thinking and strategizing of how best to handle this situation. In this time the humans had moved to the south in order to find a new and more securely protected home for the princess. Several times during the journey were they attacked by both bandits and random demons, and each time the group walked away with barely more than a few scars for their efforts. Those who were most injured were healed by the princess's hands, the pure maiden using magic that looked very reminiscent of what the children of Oberon might cast in order to restore her guardians to full health. Brooklyn scoffed at this, knowing full well that the power she wielded was much more potent than that, however the young one had probably never been trained in the arts of true magic casting and thus had no idea what she was just doing. Not that Brooklyn planned to take her own as a pupil. He still had a duty to perform, of which he was under no mental duress for fulfilling.\n\nContinuing to follow after the group as they made their way to the new castle was easy enough for the rust colored gargoyle, as he merely traveled within the shadows after the men to their 'secured' destination. Once they were settled in Brooklyn placed himself into an advantageous position just outside of the castle so as to carefully watch how the knights worked in time with one another to protect the princess. Their routine was easy enough to follow, yet Brooklyn was unsure of how best to manipulate the situation to his advantage. He could have of course kidnapped her and taken her straight to Lord Lucifer, but something about that struck a wrong chord within him. Perhaps it was because he didn't trust the elder demon. Why should he, after all? Lucifer was only seeking to use him, his brethren, and his king for his own purposes with little regard to the safety of any of them. Typical for a demon of his rank, but Brooklyn was not about to let the other do as he pleased with the lives of his clan.\n\nSo how best to make sure that the other would get what he wanted without getting what he wanted became the mental chess game the white maned demon played with himself.\n\nHis answer came as he watched the man named Arthur joust with another of his fellow knights. Watching as the bearded human knocked his fellow of his horse with his wooden lance Brooklyn felt a cruel smirk play across his beak.\n\nA few nights later later the rust colored gargoyle found himself slipping into the room were Arthur slept within his boxers before settling himself onto the bed Brooklyn watched the bearded human slumber away unknowingly. Dark eyes looked down at the other with nothing less than raw hatred, yet instead of acting on his impulses and rending the shorter human limb from bloody limb the white maned demon coughed loud enough to rouse the other to wakefulness.\n\n\"What in blue blazes?! How did you get into my room, demon?!\" the man asked while jumping up from where he lay.\n\nBrooklyn chuckled with a dark sneer written onto his beak before speaking, \"Calm down, human. I'm not here to harm you. I'm actually here to tell you something important.\"\n\n\"And why should I listen to you, hellspawn?!\" the man asked angrily.\n\n\"Because I know about the demon that attempted to capture your princess.\" Brooklyn replied calmly causing the boxer wearing knight to pause in thought. \"That's right. And I'm here to tell you what you need to know to make sure that he never returns to bother any of you ever again.\"\n\n\"Why should I trust you?\"\n\n\"Because if I wanted to, I could have killed you in your sleep and been on my merry way. However, me not doing so should show you my intentions towards you.\" the human grumbled as he fought down the rising suspicions burning deep inside of himself.\n\n\"Alright. I'm listening, speak.\"\n\n\"You want to protect your princess from other demons, correct.\" the man nodded. \"I think I know of a way that you can do that which would serve all present quite well.\"\n\n\"And how is that?\"\n\n\"She would need to ally herself with the elder spirits of this world in order to grow her power to the point where she could repel the demons.\" Brooklyn said smoothly.\n\n\"That's...a possibility?\" Arthur asked inceduless.\n\n\"Of course. She is of blood relation to them, after all.\" the human remained silent as he looked down while thinking over this, more than likely his mind assessing over the legends for which had been passed down as myth during this time.\n\n\"Say that I believed you, how would this have to happen?\"\n\n\"The princess would need to come with me in order to seek them out. After that...\"\n\n\"NEVER!!!\" Arthur roared causing Brooklyn to scowl.\n\nThe white haired demon coughed to expel something impolite from leaving his throat before opening his beak to speak once again. \"I should remind you that if you ended up losing her to the demon who attempted to capture her earlier you won't have any option to do anything.\" those words made the man clench the covers within his hands hard enough to turn his knuckles white.\n\n\"Say that I wished to humor your suggestion with possibility, what would be the benefit for you in all this?\"\n\n\"Simple, I would never have to see you again.\" Brooklyn chuckled.\n\n\"I'm afraid that I'm going to have to reject your kind offer, though I would like to thank you for telling me of this information.\" the man said before grabbing his spear from where it lay on the side of the bed.\n\nBrooklyn jumped to the ceiling in a single smooth motion just as the knight attempted to spear him. A sharp snap ran down the white maned demon's spine as the holy aura surrounding that blessed weapon ran throughout the stone room. Brooklyn dodged out of the way as the lance thrust forward at him just in time to keep his tail from being pierced. Moving with almost feline grace he pounced onto the windowsill with a quiet thump.\n\n\"Are you sure about that, considering the position you're in? You don't know where the elder spirits are, or how to contact them, yet I can do so.\" the rust colored gargoyle asked through clenched teeth as he sought hard not to grow irate at the insignificant speck of a mortal who thought to kill him.\n\n\"Indeed I am!\" another spear thrust made Brooklyn jump out of the window.\n\n\"Too bad, seeing as I could have made this all so much easier for you, but I guess we do things the hard way.\" The knight plunked his head out of the window just in time to see Brooklyn scaling the top of the castle away into the night.\n\nSeveral days later the princess again went missing once again, however, this time she returned to the castle of her own regard, though in a much worse state of dress and with eyes that were quite dull as compared to what they were before.\n\nSomewhere in a cavern miles upon miles away Brooklyn was smiling devilishly as he held before himself a white flame surrounded by a black miasma of energy. \"I kept my promise, Lord Lucifer. I didn't take her for myself, but her powers on the other hand, well, you never said anything about that.\" Brooklyn cackled mirthfully as his dark eyes shone with a maniacal glint.\n\n- - - - - \n[b]4.[/b] The short lived 'battle' had ended with no losses for the red arremer, though several other demons had been taken down by the knights duty bound to protect the princess. Most were killed in the ensuring conflict, yet the leader of the knights was 'tragically' slain after trying to contest his strength against that of Lord Lucifer's. This mostly had to due with the knight being unable to channel the holy power within his weapons as they 'somehow' lost their blessed nature. To say that Lord Lucifer was livid at finding out that the princess had lost her powers was an understatement. The two gargoyles watched the leader knight struggle in outrage beforehand as the greater demon asked him what had happened to princess, to which the knight refused to answer. Watching the man's head be crushed like a grape underneath Lord Lucifer's flaming foot was rather amusing for Brooklyn, though not so much for Firebrand, seeing as the other had been itching to test the caliber of the human in battle.\n\nUpon not sensing the princess' power within the young woman the king of Hell had literally decimated the entire region where the humans were attempting to hold themselves up, his raging fires so hot that the sand surrounding the area of the castle had turned to glass. Not that this was of any concern to Brooklyn, the white maned demon had much more important issues to work on after he and his brethren had returned home to their little portion of the demon world.\n\nGiving their report to King Astaroth the dual faced demon congratulated them for a job well done before dismissing them to go off about their way. Brooklyn was only too happy to return to his room as he desire to ravish his mate was so strong that it almost made him forget everything that had occurred within the month prior. Yet it was only after the he was well spent upon Firebrand's cock that the white maned demon offered up the gift which he had managed to procure while off on his assignment.\n\nFirebrand cocked his head in question as he looked to the glittering flame soaked within darkness before turning to raise an eye at his mate. Brooklyn pulled the shorter demon close to him before whispering a few words to the other.\n\nIn the centuries to pass the red arremer clan remained one of the most powerful demon clans within all of Hell, and though the Earth realm was still being vied for control over by several prominent demons it mattered little to the two demonic leaders who lay within their beds together. Pale as ashen snow Brooklyn and Firebrand had quietly absorbed and then corrupted the power that the younger demon had taken for them. In that time the pair had grown in strength to such a degree where they could literally taken down hordes of demons on their own with barely a sweat broken between them. If King Astaroth or any other demon had ever wondered how the pair had become as such they never asked, what with the two gargoyles never reaching beyond their own borders, despite the immense power they possessed.\n\nAfter all, what was the point of doing such a foolish thing when they both had everything they needed right there within the walls of their castle. And as Brooklyn pressed himself deep within the confines of his mate's rump the younger demon couldn't help but to feel happy at where he was now as he stared up at Firebrand. If he had the mental fortitude to speak the older white skinned demon would have agreed with his mate's assessment, however, he was too busy grunting and shivering in need as he flexed his wings while riding the younger demon's lap like a pro.\n\nReaching up to stroke the other's cheek, Brooklyn purred softly as he stared into the ivory orbs that looked down at him knowingly. All in all, it would have been a hell of a life for anyone else, but for Firebrand and Brooklyn everything was made perfect for the pair of demons as they confirmed their affections for each other for the umptenth time that day.\n\n- - - - - - \n\nArt: http://www.furaffinity.net/user/benzy\nArt: http://www.furaffinity.net/user/beezlebumawoken/\nCharacters: Capcom & Greg Wiessman", "description_bbcode_parsed": "1.   He should have known that this was going to happen, after all, he was a demon. And demons were known to be vengeful. Of course, at the time Brooklyn hadn't been thinking about the retribution his mate had in store from him since everything had been relatively fine from his perspective. But then again, maybe this is what he deserved for letting his guard down around someone who had shown themselves to be very...irked by the maneuvers for which he had put into play.

But to go back a couple of hours...

Brooklyn had been reading one of the few books which he had managed to squirrel away from his personal library while reclining on the bed within his and Firebrand's room. The month had been pleasant enough, with only a few minor demons attacks onto the castle, of which resulted in very few injuries amongst the red arremer side over all, and so the white maned demon felt that he was due for a bit of relaxation. Flipping through the brown tome the young demon was caught slightly off guard when his mate through open the door to their room and then marched over to him. Brooklyn watched as the older gargoyle climbed onto their bed and yanked the book he was reading out of his hands. Blinking in mild surprise Brooklyn cocked his head in question at the pale eyed demon.

Firebrand didn't bother to explain himself and instead leaned forward and then grabbed him by the wrist. Before he could wonder what the hell was going on the rust colored gargoyle was taken out of their warm room, dragged down the hallway, much to the amusement of several other red arremer, and then made to stand outside. It was right as Brooklyn was about to open his beak to ask what in frozen hell was going on that Firebran began flapping his wings and then taking into the air. Brooklyn, very quite confused at this point, tried his damndest to figure out what was going on, but before any form of logic could condense into proper though the older demon barked out for him to follow. Not sure, but not wanting to find out the hard way, the white maned demon opened his wings from where they were wrapped around his shoulders and then took to the sky.

For hours the pair flew in time next to one another, Firebrand making sure to never leave Brooklyn behind as he guided the younger gargoyle to...somewhere only he knew. Deep to the west, the younger demon noted. And though he was completely confused as to the strange antics of his mate Brooklyn said nothing and instead trusted the older demon to guide him to wherever he was going.

He now reflected that maybe that hadn't been a wise move, especially when the other was obviously behaving strangely.

But hindsight is always twenty-twenty as they say, and so Brooklyn thought and said nothing until the pair finally arrived at an old building that was quite reminiscent of an ancient church. Of course seeing as demons had no religion the younger demon knew that worship couldn't have been what this place was used for. Dropping down onto the ground Brooklyn turned to Firebrand with an obvious question written onto his face. The older demon cackled and then went forward to punch open the blackwood doors baring entry into the building. The smell of ash filled Brooklyn's senses as the musty air within the sealed structure assaulted him as he followed the cherry skinned gargoyle into the darkened area. Thanks to his improved sight the younger demon didn't need the light from outside to see yet that didn't stop him from slightly tripping onto a lantern which had fallen down from the ceiling. A cackle from Firebrand made him growl but otherwise say nothing as he followed the other to the front of the building where an intricately carved stone podium rested.

The older demon said nothing as he lifted his foot to kick the offending object over into the wall. The loud reverberating slam of stone meeting stone made Brooklyn flinch slightly.

"And that solved what exactly?" the white maned demon asked curiously. The older red arremer turned to smirk at him and then pointed down onto the floor.

Brooklyn was pleasantly surprised when he noted a set of stairs leading into deeper darker area. It was at that point that the younger demon's self-preservation instincts kicked in. Lifting a clawed hand up and then whispering to himself the magic infused gargoyle summoned an orb a gold light into his palm. Moving to stand beside his mate he lifted his hand out and then dropped the ball of light down. Like a marble the sphere of magic bounced onto the stone steps all the way until it hit the bottom of the unseen area where the steps ended.

"Well, it's safe, if nothing else." Brooklyn said more to himself than to Firebrand.

Narrowing his eyes the younger demon walked down the steps, momentarily forgetting that the cherry skinned gargoyle was with him as his curiosity yanked him forward. Firebrand merely chuckled at this as he followed along after his mate.

With the exception of a few spongy monsters there within the underground...catacombs as they were, there was nothing of great danger looming inside of the weaving tunnels, though this made Brooklyn all the more curious, as no one would make such an intricate level of winding paths within stone without a good reason. Firebrand said nothing as he and the younger demon breathed fire onto those creatures who came too close for their comfort while going about their way. For almost an hour the pair followed after the golden orb which Brooklyn had called to stand in front of him; the sphere, like a happy hellhound on the trail of a fresh soul, led the way up, then left, down and finally left again before leading the pair to...

"Well, well...this is amazing." Brooklyn gaped as he looked at the numerous books which were lined within the shelves of what could only be some kind of strange torture room filled with devices, the likes of which were meant to evoke the maximum amount of pain that could be imagined onto a physical body. Brooklyn, having no fear of said tools being used on him, turned to regard Firebrand with a quirky smirk, "Do I dare ask what it cost you to find information leading to this place?" the younger demon inquired cheekily.

Firebrand chuckled but said nothing, though he did go over to nuzzle the taller demon onto the side of the shoulder. Brooklyn crooned in reply to the display of affection, his long tail snaking playfully around his mate's waist to draw him closer. A few minutes were spent afterwards making out together before the rust colored gargoyle broke away to begin exploring the various cruel devices which had been left to rot within the chamber. Pale golden eyes watched Brooklyn go about his way even as their owner remained silently anticipating what was to come.

It took about three days of searching and reading before Brooklyn found a strange book that held the face of a laughing incubus on it. However, once the white maned demon opened the tome he let out a frightful yell as he was immediately assaulted by a plume of clear tentacles. Instinct kicked in and the younger demon tossed the book away to put distance between it and himself but like a starving ghoul the mahogany colored hardback hit the wall and then bounced onto the floor completely undeterred before it then used its tentacles to scuttle over to Brooklyn. The rust colored gargoyle opened his muzzle to breathe out a plume of crimson flame but just as he was ready to expel them from his maw a paw smacked him on the ass making swallow the fire back down into his chest.

Snapping his head around to look at the offender Brooklyn was left curious as he stared into the laughing eyes of Firebrand...that was right before he yelped in indignation as viscous tentacles arrested him. In the moments it took for the book's writhing appendages to grapple him to the ground and then spin him around the white maned demon went through an entire mental hypothesis as to why his mate had decided to put him in the situation he was in now. By the time the tentacles began to molested his body with slow sweeps of icy cool 'flesh' across his chest, torso, and groin Brooklyn had pretty much figured out the why of Firebrand's sudden 'betrayal'.

"You know, if you still pissed off about before, we could have just fought it out." the younger demon said matter-of-factly while struggling to cover his rump with his tail. Firebrand chuckled impishly as he plopped himself onto the ground in front of rust colored gargoyle, a white piece of paper waving suspiciously in his left hand. "Let me guess, counterspell to turn this book off?" Firebrand merely yipped in response. "Right."

Brooklyn grunted as he tried to struggle against the pale tentacles that were holding him upside down tightly, a deep scowl written onto his beak as he looked at the chuckling gargoyle sitting across from him. Pale gold eyes were narrow as Firebrand watched his mate wriggle while the organs of the trollnomicon molested the younger demon with impunity. And while normally he would have found this display rather aggravating, seeing as his mate's body was his and his alone to play with, watching as the other struggled oh so sensually as the tentacles stroked up and over and then down the length of his sculptured form brought a sense of sexual delight to the older demon's mind, the likes of which made him wonder if he should keep the book around for later dates in order to...correct his mate's underhanded antics.

"Are you enjoying yourself?" the rust colored gargoyle snarled as a thick tentacle squeezed around now his erect cock. Firebrand cackled his answer out to his mate. "I'm so happy for you, but you know that I'm going to get you back for this, right?" there was no sense in hiding the fact as Brooklyn was already planning very polite ways to make the older demon's ass pay for this undignified disgrace.

And speaking of ass he hissed out a growl when one of the tentacles attempted to roll around in an effort to fondle his naked rump. The sound of paper waving within the air caused the slithering magical appendage to move away from Brooklyn's near defenseless cheeks. The rust colored gargoyle watched as his mate waved the page with dispelling incantaction right in front of him. Even though it was torn free from the book it still held the power to command the trollnomicon to obey, though that wasn't to say that the tome was completely helpless. This could be seen by Brooklyn as he watched one of the tentacles slither around to Firebrand's side.

Firebrand cackled as he noted the sour look which colored the younger demon's face.

"I'm curious. How long do you plan to punish me?" Firebrand's chuckling face became a condescending sneer as he looked to the rust colored gargoyle.

The shorter demon stood up from where he was causally resting on the ground and then walked over to Brooklyn. From his upside down position the white maned demon had to turn his head awkwardly in order to look up at his mate, though once he did he found himself staring eye-to-eye with the other...and then he was suddenly nipping his mate's calves. Brooklyn gasped at the sharp bite of pain, but soon found himself purring in delight when the older red arremer's taloned hand reached out to roll down his inner thighs to where his groin was wrapped up by one of the tentacles. The white maned demon whimpered and then began to hump air as his mate tugged onto his leaking cock as though attempting to milk him of the seed which lay within his weighty balls.

It was just as he felt ready to expel his load that Firebrand pulled back.

Brooklyn whined and humped air for several minutes however one of the tentacles pushed forward into his cock as if trying to put a cork on his orgasm.

"Oh please tell me that you're not going to do what I think you're going to do?" Brooklyn asked desperately.

His only response was a sinister cackle from Firebrand.

"I am sooo going to make you pay for this!" the younger demon hissed.

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2.   The battle was long but with Brooklyn's strategy the red arremer were able to put to route most of the invading demons with minimal injuries. Looking over his people the white maned gargoyle smiled a feral smirk as the fifty some odd red skinned demons roared out a cheer of victory. For his part though Brooklyn was silent as he turned back to watch his mate crush the skull of the ogre who had led the three hundred some odd demons to their doorstep. Firebrand was relatively calm as he did so, the older demon having seen enough warfare that it barely registered how hard the battle had been, or how the fight with the ogre had garnered him more war scars. Instead, the older red arremer warbled out a growl down at the bloody pulp that was the offending demon. Brooklyn couldn't keep his eyes off of his mate as he stood there on top of the dead ogre; the shorter demon looked so beautiful as blood stained his cherry skin while sweat beads danced along the hard curves of his muscles. The younger gargoyle could feel his sheath start to pulse as arousal slipped down his body, yet he wondered if now was the time for this.

Looking around and seeing that there were no more enemies within the immediate area the white maned gargoyle ordered his brethren together.

"While that fight was exciting in and of itself, we need to keep vigilant to make sure that the stragglers don't return with reinforcements." the surrounding demons growled in acknowledgment. "All of you, return to the castle. You there," a young red arremer who had several bleeding scars running crisscross over his chest looked to Brooklyn curiously. "You did a fine job today." the scarred demon warbled out proudly while his brethren patted him along the shoulders. "Get cleaned up and then go and tell King Astaroth that this battle is over with. The rest of you, return home but pair off to do several wide seeps of both the area around the castle and the inner areas within our home. We don't need to be taken by surprise by those who may have escaped our claws." the fifty black winged demons nodded and then took to the sky so as to follow through with Brooklyn's command. Once they were gone from fight the white maned gargoyle turned to find his mate smirking at him knowingly.

"As if you'd already hadn't thought of everything I'm already thinking of." the rust colored gargoyle teased while sauntering over the shorter demon. Firebrand let out a barking warble of a reply while crossing his arms over his chest playfully. "Please. Those guys were nothing. I bet even that whelp I congratulated could have made a decent enough plan to deal with them." Brooklyn replied while moving around the older demon's side while his taloned hands played across the steel tough biceps that flexed gently in front of Firebrand. "Now then, how about you and I celebrate in our special little way, hmm?" Firebrand cackled at that even as the split in between his legs began to twitch. Brooklyn found his maw to be watering slightly as he watched his mate's nubbed penis slowly bloomed outwards from his genital slit.

Nuzzling the other demon's neck and face, Brooklyn breathed in the warm musky scent of ash and fire that was unique to Firebrand before lolling his tongue out to lick across the older red arremer's shoulder blades. Firebrand crooned in pleasant surprise by this sudden action; this, in turn, made the white maned gargoyle chuckle a bit. Brooklyn so loved to see his mate come unhinged with pleasure and as he graced his fingers along the black membranes that were the cherry colored gargoyle's wing extensions he couldn't help but drink in every little twitch and flex that rolled across the shorter demon's form. "I think I'm going to try something different this time around." Brooklyn said suddenly catching Firebrand off guard just a bit. "Don't worry," he teased when the red arremer cocked his head up at him curiously as the two became face to face with one another. "I won't hurt you, much." That got a unamused growl from the pale eyed demon.
Brooklyn merely chuckled.

Slowly dropping himself down in front of his mate Brooklyn massaged Firebrand's arms free from him in front of his chest. When the older demon's front was clear of obstruction he wasted no time attacking the cherry red flesh with his heated tongue. Firebrand could only hiss as wet lines were drawn across his body as though he were a canvas meant to be painted. Brooklyn's tail wagged happily as his tongue caught every last tremor of ecstasy which sparked throughout the older demon's body; it always came as a perverse amusement to the younger demon to know that he was the only one who could made this millenia old warrior's knees weak and now he was enjoying this control to the fullest. Kissing and then nipping at Firebrand's bloodsoaked chest on down to his scarred torso Brooklyn wasn't completely aware of how far the older red arremer's cock had slipped out from his slit. Brooklyn's own sex was now half hard in between his own legs as his rocked his hips forward, small jets of clear fluid splattering over the hard earth underneath as his excitement grew to a fevererd pitch.

Pulling back after placing a gentle lick onto the upper part of Firebrand's naked groin Brooklyn reached out to take his mate's sex in hand. The turgid member leaked a steady dribble of warm liquid musk onto his palm, not that the white maned gargoyle minded. The heady scent of brimstone coming from the elder demon's cock made him swoon slightly, not that he'd admit to it. Instead, Brooklyn moved his other hand up so as to massage his mate's sensitive organ, milking more of the sticky clear sap from the older gargoyle as he did so. Firebrand hissed as he tried to fight against the feelings consuming him, but it was damned hard to do so, what with Brooklyn knowing just exactly where to stroke a claw down the length of his cock. It took everything he had not to reach forward and bury the younger demon's mouth onto his cock but he wanted to let all of this play out, after all the hot puffs of breath with his mate blew out across the tip of his sex were just so delicious.

And then his length was swallowed up anyway.

Firebrand howled as his nubbed demonhood was swept across by a long thick tongue. Now there was no chance to stop his hips from firing forward into the younger demon's maw. Reaching out and stroking the rust colored gargoyle's horns the older red arremer hump into the sucking throat which ripped around the first three inches of his cock before pulling back to begin deep throating the other. Brooklyn smirked as he felt the throbbing organ in between his lips swell and then deflate as more and more of the sticky sap spurting out from the cherry skinned gargoyle's sex lined the inner depths of his throat. Since the older demon's testicles were kept housed securely within his body there was nothing for Brooklyn to tease, but instead of letting his hands remain idle he reached up to grasp the manacles that forever clung to Firebrand's wrists. The elder demon hardly paid attention to this as he worked himself deeper into the white maned gargoyle's throat.

For several long minute Firebrand and Brooklyn worked together to bring the older red arremer to the heights of his passion, yet just as soon as the younger demon felt the telltale twitches that signaled that his mate was about to splatter his essence down into his belly Brooklyn pulled his head back. Firebrand was slightly caught off guard by this yet he was thoroughly flabbergasted when he looked down to see a very familiar smirk covering the younger gargoyle's face, right before a shot of his clear fluid lanced across the younger demon's eyes.

"Very nice. And while I would normally appreciate the gesture, right now, I think I'm going to add this to your punishment." Those words made Firebrand tilt his head to the side in utter confusion.

And then suddenly he noticed that he couldn't pull his arms apart.

"Don't worry though, I plan to pay you back for this, and that other little trick you pulled on me."

A flash of yellow light shone around his wrists and there soon appeared very physical intertwining links binding his left and right arm together. Now Firebrand was normally a calm and collected red arremer, hell, he had faced down a dragon, by himself, without flinching, but at the feeling of his mannacles being locked together the elder demon could feel the onset of of a panic attack quickly overcoming his mind. Pulling back he warbled and shrieked as he tried to tear the offending metal free but it refused to give. Just as he was preparing to lean down to snap at the links he was suddenly frozen solid.

Two hands reached out to grasp his cock just as a full blown conniption fit was about to take the elder demon over. A shudder surged throughout Firebrand's body as his somewhat forgotten orgasm began to build once again.

"Don't worry," Brooklyn whispered from where he had stealthily managed to slither his way around and then behind his mate. "You're safe." those worse calmed Firebrand immensely. Though seconds later the older demon's brain began to push aside the fear which had attempted to swallow him whole in an effort to try and figure out exactly what was going on here. Turning his head to laser pale gold eyes onto the younger demon Firebrand stared into the devious mask that played itself onto Brooklyn's handsome features. He narrowed his eyes at the other as the white maned gargoyle's hands slipped free from his sex to instead toy with the cleft in between his butt. When a single claw poked at his pucker the cherry skinned gargoyle's gaped in surprise, pale gold eyes blown wide in shock.

And then he was forced down onto the hard earth chest first.

"You know that I've never really thought about sheathing myself into your body before, but after your little stunt last year I had been waiting for the time when I could pay you back, and what better time than now, am I right?" Brooklyn chuckled as he knelt down behind Firebrand. The older demon barked before trying to raise himself up but a quick whisper by Brooklyn had a spike forming in the middle of the links chaining his manacles together. Forced back down the elder demon could do nothing to free himself from his current predicament, but two seconds later and he suddenly didn't want to.

As a warm and familiar tongue ran throughout his rump, ghosting up his cleft and then back down it, Firebrand warbled hotly as he instinctively pushed back against his mate's face. Brooklyn snickered and muttered something the other couldn't hear before lolling his tongue repeatedly against the inner reaches of the red arremer's body. Over and over the white maned demon explored his mate's deepest reaches, sometimes flicking his tongue quickly against the hole hidden in between those firm mounds, and other times dancing slowly across the pucker with careful strokes. No matter how he did it however Firebrand was left arching and crooning in rapture. While it had always been an unspoken rule that Firebrand was the dominant mate in between them, and thus the one to do the penetrating, the older demon now found himself taking on the mantle of submissive between them with an ironic sort of relish. Spreading his legs as much as he could Firebrand lifted his rump back so that he could get more of the rust colored gargoyle's tongue up his butt.

"Who knew that you would be so into this sort of thing?" Brooklyn said in a very tongue-in-cheek manner which forced a growl out from Firebrand's throat. "I guess you won't mind me sheathing myself into you, then?" the younger demon reached down to where his mostly ignored hardon was now twitching in between his legs like a wild hellhound. A firm stroke made a shot of clear fluid shoot out across right side of Firebrand's rump, that got a hiss from the red arremer. "Of course, if you don't want to I can just keep doing this until I get bored." Before the other could say anything Brooklyn returned to eating out his rear. Several dozen more laps of his tongue and Firebrand found himself panting and chortling as he became nothing more than a mass of cherry skinned pleasure. "It's up to you, though." Brooklyn chuckled.

Firebrand said nothing to this and instead bowed his head to the ground and then ached his backside up.

"I'll take that as a yes?" Brooklyn snickered.

"Just do it already you cheeky bastard!" Firebrand shouted in the mortal tongue.

And suddenly Brooklyn was over his mate, the head of his cock directly in front of the red arremer's hole. A slow press of his hips forward and soon Firebrand's body was opening up to allow the white maned gargoyle inside. Firebrand groaned long and low as his not quite virginal rear was speared by his younger mate. Brooklyn, thorough but careful, sunk himself down into the elder demon inch by delicious inch until soon he was groin to rump with his mate. A steady series of panting overtook both gargoyles as they became connected with each other in a way that they had never been before.

And then Brooklyn began to pull back...

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3.  Time to a demon has very little weight, unless there's a particular goal in mind for said demon. Brooklyn knew this to be quite true as he allowed hundreds of years to pass before his eyes with barely a blink of recognition. In the time the rust colored gargoyle had seen many wars sweep throughout Hell, taking part in only some of them when the incentive was great enough, and had read thousands of tomes ranging from the philosophical to the dramatic in order to grow his wisdom, all of which were fundamental to his growth as a semi-authoritative leader of his brethren. Though he wasn't a true king of the red arremer, that right having fallen to Firebrand as the older demon ruled over their brethren with a vicious determination that bordered on the parental. It was because of this that it was almost a ceremonious event to gain the audience of King Astaroth, what with Brooklyn and Firebrand taking the reigns of control over the red skinned hellions. Not that this bothered the demon king, as he, too, found himself relying on Brooklyn's wisdom and Firebrand's unrelenting determination to handle situations that were either beneath his concern or outside of his reach as a monarch.

For his part Brooklyn enjoyed the responsibility, as it gave him the ability to utilize his mind in ways that made his tactics and leadership skills expand farther than they had before, and while he would never admit it aloud the magic casting demon enjoyed watching as his plans came to fruition within the sphere that came to the battles that he and his brethren engaged in. Challenging weaker red arremer to think more strategically while in situations where brute strength would not allow for a sure victory brought a feral smile to Brooklyn's beak, and the words of praise he showered upon those who survived their encounters were met with bowed heads and cackles of demonic delight from his brethren. Yet Brooklyn's greatest sense of joy didn't come from any of the plans he made, or the books he mentally devoured in his pursuit of more knowledge, nor from the boosts of power he seemed to gain every other decade that he continued to fight and survive within Hell.

No.

What gave the white maned demon the most pleasure was the fact that right by his side was his mate there with him as he fought against the throngs of enemies which thought to swarm down upon their castle home. The sight of Firebrand, who had also gained greater power and dominance throughout the passing years, both in and out of battle, always by filled Brooklyn with a sense of elation that went beyond words. Whether bloodsoaked or sweat laden, Firebrand's glory seemed to radiate from out of his being as he stood upon the mounds of bodies which piled up before the two of them as they conquered those who sought to conquer them. The moments when, after a long and tiring battle, the shorter demon would grab him and then breath in his heady brimstone thick scent made Brooklyn's knees weak, and often the rust colored gargoyle would find himself falling before his mate as the lingering sparks of bloodlust drove the older demon's cock from the safety of his inner cleft deep into his body. Many a times the red arremer who survived their battles would find their leaders furiously mating with one another, which would then cause either those who were mated to taking their own mates in the same primal manner or for loud cheers and cackles to fill the air as the red arremer surrounded the pair as they watched them cement their bond with one another.

Of course, not everything was as picturesque as some would think, or as Brooklyn liked to think during those quiet moments when he lay up reading while Firebrand snoozed next to them on their bed. There were still...matters that the spellcasting demon had on his mind that bothered him quite deeply, specifically with regards to the dreams for which he had still been having. One in particular made his blood boil and a feral snarl rumble free from his throat as he thought over it during the moments when he would have preferred not to. Thankfully Firebrand was usually around to help calm him, as without the elder demon's presence to firmly route him into reality Brooklyn was sure that he would have made several violent outbursts that would have cost him much in the way of his self-respect.

Like right then actually, as a firm hand reached out for him drawing his attention southward.

Turning from where he was standing while looking out over the crimson soaked horizon which lead beyond the mountains concealing their home the rust colored gargoyle blinked in question as he looked down at his mate. Firebrand said nothing. He didn't have to, as these days the connection between them was so absolute that it was almost a second nature occurrence for them to tap into one another's emotions.

"I'm going to be fine. I just had that dream again." Firebrand hissed in anger. "Yeah, I know that I need to deal with it, it's just the how that's bothering me." Fighting against an enemy that only appeared in one's dreams was not something Brooklyn had ever found a way to do, despite looking through hundreds of tomes in order to search for a way to make possible. A quite croon from Firebrand brought a relaxed smile to the white maned demon's face. "Sure. I could use some recreational exercise right about now." Brooklyn's tail curled around Firebrand as he said this, the tip of his prehensile appendage going so far as to weave its way into the slit in between the elder demon's legs.

It was just as the pair were about to head for their room that a younger red arremer came barreling down the hallways towards them; Brooklyn and Firebrand were immediately set on alert, as this didn't happen for no reason. The younger demon barely paid the state of Brooklyn's tail and Firebrand's now slightly engorged cock any notice as he cackled out a message from their king.

"He wants to see us? Did he say why?" the younger demon shook his head. "Then this must really be important." Brooklyn unwound his tail from around his mate's abdomen as he turned to face the other. Firebrand snorted, a splash of fire streaming from his lips as his displeasure was made known to all.

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"You summoned us, sire?" Brooklyn said while bowing on one knee next to Firebrand.

"Yes." King Astaroth rumbled, both his faces quite dour as they frowned down at their subordinates.

"I assume this isn't to tell us something good, so what has you as displeased as you are today?"

King Astaroth sat deadly silent for several seconds before replying to Brooklyn's inquiry, "Lord Lucifer is planning to attack the human world."

Those eight words had both demons gasping and then looking to each other in awe.

"My king...while I would never doubt your words...I must ask if this is true." Brooklyn inquired, his maw open in undeniable shock.

"It is. And he has asked that I, and several other demon kings, assist him in his invasion." that made a quiver race throughout Brooklyn's body.

"You have...accepted this?"

"...yes."

"...then how much time do we have to prepare for this...assault, I suppose?"

"Lord Lucifer has not given me the details on exactly what his plan is, other than to say that he has his eyes set upon some princess who has ties to the gods, or something of that nature." King Astaroth explained with a grumble.

"...perhaps I can look into this matter?" Both Firebrand and Astaroth looked to Brooklyn questioningly. "I feel...that perhaps if I were to fully gauge exactly who and what this princess is that I can make Lord Lucifer's victory over the human world that much sweeter for both us and himself, as well as save on the demon power needed to see this all through to the end." Brooklyn turned his eyes to Astaroth's topmost head, his dark eyes burning with a fire that gave the dual faced demon pause.

"...yes. Perhaps that will work to...everyone's benefit if you did. However, I will say that you should do nothing which will conflict with Lord Lucifer's goal for the human world, as his fury at those who would interfere with his desires are never met with kind words."

"Worry not, my king, for I have no plans to challenge Lord Lucifer in any such manner."

"Good." the demon monarch waved the two demons away at that point, and both Firebrand and Brooklyn were only too happy to leave their king's throne room.

"I'm going to look into this right now, however, I want you to take care to prepare the others for battle." Firebrand growled up to his mate as the pair walked somewhat shakily back to their room. "Because I have no idea where this is all going to lead to, however, I do know that there's a high probability that a fight make break out over this situation, and I think we both know what outcome is most important to this situation." those words made the elder demon bow his head.

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The journey to Lord Lucifer was one that Brooklyn swore that he would never make again. Not because it was a particularly hard journey for him, having wings meant that travel across Hell was a literal breeze. No. He would never make the journey again because of the outright fear that swallowed him up after he had gained an audience with the greater demon.

Gaining an audience with him at his castle home had been easy enough to do, once he revealed who he was and the name of his king, yet kneeling before the other and feeling Lucifer's aura wash over him, Brooklyn had to mentally fight with himself not to quiver in abject fear. To say that the ruler of the demon world bore a magnanimous presence was to say that the ocean was a drop of water. Lord Lucifer deserved his title as the king of Hell, for though he may have lost much in the way of power of the thousands of years he had been alive...the fire soaked incarnation of malice and destruction still possessed an aura of power about himself that literally drove Brooklyn to his knees before the other. Still though, Brooklyn managed to hold himself well as be asked the great king his reasons for wanting to assault the human world. The answer was quite simple.

Lucifer wanted more power.

Typical for any demon, however, his way of going about it was more than a little interesting, to say the least.

Apparently over the centuries following Berlin's attack on the human world other demon lords had gone through in an effort to vie for power, or to carve out patches of land for themselves for which they could rule over in relative peace. Brooklyn, and subsequently King Astaroth, had paid little attention to these details, as they were both quite content with the small portion of Hell for which they lived, yet it seemed that more and more demons had been attempting to overtake much of the mortal world for themselves. They had, in essence, created a living Hell for humans and those creatures who would watch over them there on earth. Mortal civilization had all but collapsed in on itself as demons all of shapes and sizes attacked the mortal realm with impunity during the years that followed, and what followed after were countries and nations turning in on themselves in order to both blame one another and to swallow other continent's resources in a futile attempt to try and hold out against the demon hordes.

It hadn't worked out quite as they had hoped that it would.

As the demons crowded in on them the humans found themselves at odds with both each other and their respective governments as modern technology proved to be more advantageous to demonkind in twisting younger mortals to their whims with empty promises and veiled threats. There were those who of course fought back using power born from the earth, however, with Oberon having fallen at Berlin's hand and Queen Titania unable to do more than protect her people and Avalon from the invasive hellions, the humans found themselves succumbing to demonic corruption and vice before long. Yet even then the human spirit refused to be beaten down as demonic halflings arose to try and push back against those entities born from Hell, however, even with these infernal blooded allies standing at their side time worked against mortals as soon the demon hordes gained greater and greater footholds within the land. These small conquests transformed into small encampments of demonic corruption, which then turned in minor territories for demons to spawn from, before finally becoming outright city-states within themselves.

How many humans were made into servants, slaves, food, and toys for those who sought to control the earth Brooklyn had no idea, yet from Lord Lucifer's words it was enough to literally undo the progress born from centuries of modern progress. Soon the human world regressed to the point where the only 'cities' which were left were those of demonic origin, and most of those humans who were born in the current era were either tainted half-bloods or quarter-bloods, or some such percentage of demonic-human hybridization. What was left of the spiritual entities of the world had either hidden themselves away from demon's capture, given in and had become corrupted, or warded off small section of the planet for themselves which was literally being held up by what fountains of untapped natural energy the planet still had left.

This meant that, for all intents and purposes, Earth had become a minor version of Hell itself, just more blue than red to those entities watching from view of the stars. However, it is often said that the most beautiful of flower grows in the darkest of quagmires, and from this had come a lineage of women who were directly descended from Alexander Xanatos, and thus King Oberon. While their mystical powers were of very little comparison to those demon lords of King Astaroth's rank, what they could provide when used as a power source for any demon with working knowledge of the mystical arts was to be looked upon with greed and desire. And this is exactly what Lord Lucifer wanted.

"If I could have this woman I could literally transform the mortal world into a new Hell and rule both without question." the fanaticism behind the greater demon's words were as such that Brooklyn found himself chuckling in amusement, right before he went back to shuddering in abject fear.

"As a servant of King Astaroth, I would ask that I be allowed to aid you in your endeavor, my lord." Brooklyn said with as much humility as a demon of his age could muster.

"Very good. Then I want you to go and find where the princess is being kept at the moment."

"She's not within her...castle I suppose?"

"No. The humans who still resist us move her every few weeks, so even when she is found she escapes my grasps." Lucifer's flaming body literally pulsated with crimson flames of indignation as he let his displeasure over this situation be known to all present. Thankfully being on his knees allowed Brooklyn to fall flat to the ground just in time to avoid being made into a crispy critter from the outburst.

"...I see. Well then, I will look into the matter immediately, my lord."

"Hmph, so be it. However, I would warn you against attempting to try and take her for yourself, as even if you attempted to do as such, you would find my wrath to be unquestionable should you do as such." the burning eyes of the elder demon lanced through Brooklyn's psyche like the legendary gungnir as he laid down before Lucifer.

"My lord, the thought had never and will never cross my mind."

"Good."

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It took time, researcher, bribes, and a few murders before Brooklyn was able to locate the current hiding place of the princess that Lord Lucifer was so interested in, yet once he did so the white maned demon easily bypassed the wards which were covering the castle where the young woman was being kept. While slipping into the hallways leading to the room where she was being kept could be called easy, capturing the woman and then whisking her away within the middle of the night was almost insultingly trivial by comparison. However, it was right at the moment where Brooklyn sought to drag the human to Lord Lucifer that he was hit by a wave of...something he hadn't felt before for centuries now.

Remorse.

Looking down at the sleeping beauty within his arms Brooklyn found himself gaping at the notion that he could feel anything for the girl, who wouldn't have been more than sixteen years of age. Landing down onto the ground near a forest the rust colored gargoyle set the princess down and then looked her over. As expected of someone of nobility she was beautiful in that classical sense, what with her ruby hair being as immaculate as it was, while her face was as such that men from far and wide would seek to make war just for the opportunity to gaze upon her. Brooklyn literally had to slap himself to dispel the stupor for which had fallen over his mind like a spell.

It was in that moment that he realized that he had been literally enchanted with the woman.

Pulling away and then whispering to himself Brooklyn shook himself free of the holy aura which had tried to permeate his being. The sparkles of light fell like rain from his shoulders and before long the white maned demon was once again thinking clearly.

"Such power. I wonder if she even knows that she can do such a thing?" Brooklyn thought aloud.

"Princess!" Brooklyn swore as he jumped into the trees like a startled cat.

Drawing himself within the depths of the forest foliage he watched carefully as men clad in silver armor riding on horseback came into the clearing he had landed into. Peering down at the lot of them Brooklyn was sure that he could have killed them all with a single blast of lightning, however, he resisted doing as, if only to keep from potentially harming the prize that he needed to find some way of delivering to Lord Lucifer.

'How did they us?' Brooklyn's silent inquiry was answered by one of the knights slipping down from the stallion he had been riding revealed an amulet shining with a brilliant white luminescence onto the center of his steel chestplate, of which grew brighter the closer he drew to the still slumbering princess.

"Sir Arthur, how is the princess? Has she been harmed?" one of the other knights asked as the others looked around for whatever could has whisked her away from the castle. Brooklyn remained silent when of the men turned in his direction before looking away somewhere else.

Kneeling down the man looked over the young woman before lifting the visor of his helmet up to get a better look at her. It was upon seeing the other that Brooklyn gasped loud enough to make all of the jump.

Watching with narrowed eyes as the human knelt down to pick up the slumbering princess Brooklyn said nothing as he allowed the lot of them to survey the area in vain for him before jumping back onto their horses and heading back to their castle. Once they were gone remained seated within the trees, his mind in a whirl with a burning rage as the image of the human from his nightmares filled his mind's eye.

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During the first day following the revelation for which had been bequeathed onto his Brooklyn did nothing, the white maned demon too shocked by what he had just seen to form a coherent thought. However once he was able to wrestle down the fury which sought to overcome his rationale he then spent the next several days of thinking and strategizing of how best to handle this situation. In this time the humans had moved to the south in order to find a new and more securely protected home for the princess. Several times during the journey were they attacked by both bandits and random demons, and each time the group walked away with barely more than a few scars for their efforts. Those who were most injured were healed by the princess's hands, the pure maiden using magic that looked very reminiscent of what the children of Oberon might cast in order to restore her guardians to full health. Brooklyn scoffed at this, knowing full well that the power she wielded was much more potent than that, however the young one had probably never been trained in the arts of true magic casting and thus had no idea what she was just doing. Not that Brooklyn planned to take her own as a pupil. He still had a duty to perform, of which he was under no mental duress for fulfilling.

Continuing to follow after the group as they made their way to the new castle was easy enough for the rust colored gargoyle, as he merely traveled within the shadows after the men to their 'secured' destination. Once they were settled in Brooklyn placed himself into an advantageous position just outside of the castle so as to carefully watch how the knights worked in time with one another to protect the princess. Their routine was easy enough to follow, yet Brooklyn was unsure of how best to manipulate the situation to his advantage. He could have of course kidnapped her and taken her straight to Lord Lucifer, but something about that struck a wrong chord within him. Perhaps it was because he didn't trust the elder demon. Why should he, after all? Lucifer was only seeking to use him, his brethren, and his king for his own purposes with little regard to the safety of any of them. Typical for a demon of his rank, but Brooklyn was not about to let the other do as he pleased with the lives of his clan.

So how best to make sure that the other would get what he wanted without getting what he wanted became the mental chess game the white maned demon played with himself.

His answer came as he watched the man named Arthur joust with another of his fellow knights. Watching as the bearded human knocked his fellow of his horse with his wooden lance Brooklyn felt a cruel smirk play across his beak.

A few nights later later the rust colored gargoyle found himself slipping into the room were Arthur slept within his boxers before settling himself onto the bed Brooklyn watched the bearded human slumber away unknowingly. Dark eyes looked down at the other with nothing less than raw hatred, yet instead of acting on his impulses and rending the shorter human limb from bloody limb the white maned demon coughed loud enough to rouse the other to wakefulness.

"What in blue blazes?! How did you get into my room, demon?!" the man asked while jumping up from where he lay.

Brooklyn chuckled with a dark sneer written onto his beak before speaking, "Calm down, human. I'm not here to harm you. I'm actually here to tell you something important."

"And why should I listen to you, hellspawn?!" the man asked angrily.

"Because I know about the demon that attempted to capture your princess." Brooklyn replied calmly causing the boxer wearing knight to pause in thought. "That's right. And I'm here to tell you what you need to know to make sure that he never returns to bother any of you ever again."

"Why should I trust you?"

"Because if I wanted to, I could have killed you in your sleep and been on my merry way. However, me not doing so should show you my intentions towards you." the human grumbled as he fought down the rising suspicions burning deep inside of himself.

"Alright. I'm listening, speak."

"You want to protect your princess from other demons, correct." the man nodded. "I think I know of a way that you can do that which would serve all present quite well."

"And how is that?"

"She would need to ally herself with the elder spirits of this world in order to grow her power to the point where she could repel the demons." Brooklyn said smoothly.

"That's...a possibility?" Arthur asked inceduless.

"Of course. She is of blood relation to them, after all." the human remained silent as he looked down while thinking over this, more than likely his mind assessing over the legends for which had been passed down as myth during this time.

"Say that I believed you, how would this have to happen?"

"The princess would need to come with me in order to seek them out. After that..."

"NEVER!!!" Arthur roared causing Brooklyn to scowl.

The white haired demon coughed to expel something impolite from leaving his throat before opening his beak to speak once again. "I should remind you that if you ended up losing her to the demon who attempted to capture her earlier you won't have any option to do anything." those words made the man clench the covers within his hands hard enough to turn his knuckles white.

"Say that I wished to humor your suggestion with possibility, what would be the benefit for you in all this?"

"Simple, I would never have to see you again." Brooklyn chuckled.

"I'm afraid that I'm going to have to reject your kind offer, though I would like to thank you for telling me of this information." the man said before grabbing his spear from where it lay on the side of the bed.

Brooklyn jumped to the ceiling in a single smooth motion just as the knight attempted to spear him. A sharp snap ran down the white maned demon's spine as the holy aura surrounding that blessed weapon ran throughout the stone room. Brooklyn dodged out of the way as the lance thrust forward at him just in time to keep his tail from being pierced. Moving with almost feline grace he pounced onto the windowsill with a quiet thump.

"Are you sure about that, considering the position you're in? You don't know where the elder spirits are, or how to contact them, yet I can do so." the rust colored gargoyle asked through clenched teeth as he sought hard not to grow irate at the insignificant speck of a mortal who thought to kill him.

"Indeed I am!" another spear thrust made Brooklyn jump out of the window.

"Too bad, seeing as I could have made this all so much easier for you, but I guess we do things the hard way." The knight plunked his head out of the window just in time to see Brooklyn scaling the top of the castle away into the night.

Several days later the princess again went missing once again, however, this time she returned to the castle of her own regard, though in a much worse state of dress and with eyes that were quite dull as compared to what they were before.

Somewhere in a cavern miles upon miles away Brooklyn was smiling devilishly as he held before himself a white flame surrounded by a black miasma of energy. "I kept my promise, Lord Lucifer. I didn't take her for myself, but her powers on the other hand, well, you never said anything about that." Brooklyn cackled mirthfully as his dark eyes shone with a maniacal glint.

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4.  The short lived 'battle' had ended with no losses for the red arremer, though several other demons had been taken down by the knights duty bound to protect the princess. Most were killed in the ensuring conflict, yet the leader of the knights was 'tragically' slain after trying to contest his strength against that of Lord Lucifer's. This mostly had to due with the knight being unable to channel the holy power within his weapons as they 'somehow' lost their blessed nature. To say that Lord Lucifer was livid at finding out that the princess had lost her powers was an understatement. The two gargoyles watched the leader knight struggle in outrage beforehand as the greater demon asked him what had happened to princess, to which the knight refused to answer. Watching the man's head be crushed like a grape underneath Lord Lucifer's flaming foot was rather amusing for Brooklyn, though not so much for Firebrand, seeing as the other had been itching to test the caliber of the human in battle.

Upon not sensing the princess' power within the young woman the king of Hell had literally decimated the entire region where the humans were attempting to hold themselves up, his raging fires so hot that the sand surrounding the area of the castle had turned to glass. Not that this was of any concern to Brooklyn, the white maned demon had much more important issues to work on after he and his brethren had returned home to their little portion of the demon world.

Giving their report to King Astaroth the dual faced demon congratulated them for a job well done before dismissing them to go off about their way. Brooklyn was only too happy to return to his room as he desire to ravish his mate was so strong that it almost made him forget everything that had occurred within the month prior. Yet it was only after the he was well spent upon Firebrand's cock that the white maned demon offered up the gift which he had managed to procure while off on his assignment.

Firebrand cocked his head in question as he looked to the glittering flame soaked within darkness before turning to raise an eye at his mate. Brooklyn pulled the shorter demon close to him before whispering a few words to the other.

In the centuries to pass the red arremer clan remained one of the most powerful demon clans within all of Hell, and though the Earth realm was still being vied for control over by several prominent demons it mattered little to the two demonic leaders who lay within their beds together. Pale as ashen snow Brooklyn and Firebrand had quietly absorbed and then corrupted the power that the younger demon had taken for them. In that time the pair had grown in strength to such a degree where they could literally taken down hordes of demons on their own with barely a sweat broken between them. If King Astaroth or any other demon had ever wondered how the pair had become as such they never asked, what with the two gargoyles never reaching beyond their own borders, despite the immense power they possessed.

After all, what was the point of doing such a foolish thing when they both had everything they needed right there within the walls of their castle. And as Brooklyn pressed himself deep within the confines of his mate's rump the younger demon couldn't help but to feel happy at where he was now as he stared up at Firebrand. If he had the mental fortitude to speak the older white skinned demon would have agreed with his mate's assessment, however, he was too busy grunting and shivering in need as he flexed his wings while riding the younger demon's lap like a pro.

Reaching up to stroke the other's cheek, Brooklyn purred softly as he stared into the ivory orbs that looked down at him knowingly. All in all, it would have been a hell of a life for anyone else, but for Firebrand and Brooklyn everything was made perfect for the pair of demons as they confirmed their affections for each other for the umptenth time that day.

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