Orphaned Boy Genius

Secrets have a cost. They're not free. Not now, not ever. - Aunt May Peter Parker was orphaned at a young age, a child whose parents were taken from him when he was young. He was raised by his Uncle Ben and Aunt May. Peter was always a bright boy, though that was the reason he was in the lab. And the reason that he was able to become the Spiderman. (Independent Peter Parker RP blog. Mun & Muse over 18. NSFW)

[forgerextraordinaire]

"Three…" If there were three, and not just the two that he’d seen then the angel was correct. None of them were safe. Famine had already kept the Leviathan’s threat from his brothers. Now he had no choice but to tell them of this and make certain they were all safe. "I shall. Immediately. Are you certain you shall be okay then? I know we are on opposite sides, but I would not want to see you suffer further."

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At least in the stories he had remembered.  Three creatures, and each ruled a different domain.  "I'm not certain of anything at this moment...but if the third monster is free...well.  Let's just say I won't be flying anywhere any time soon."  He dared not go into the skies if Ziz was free, that creature was as fierce as Leviathan and Behemoth.

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Even at such a great distance, Raphael's pain brought Zachariel to his knees. Shaking, he almost took off after him without thinking, but the reality of his own situation made him pause: if he went out alone, Grace blazing, with Elyon in tow, he'd attract every malevolent entity along the way. Breathing deeply, he brought his hands together and closed his eyes, murmuring ancient words. The prayer would send a great, lingering burst of his own healing energy directly to Raphael, wherever he was.

Raphael had been taken somewhere safe.  Had it not been for those who found him he probably would have been killed a good strategy on the part of those damn creatures.  Heaven’s greatest healer dead?  Oh yes that would have been a huge blow.  He felt the healing energy, his eyes opening slightly.  He could not leave though, and he was in denial about who it was from. 

"Thank you…" He muttered his eyes closing again.

[terranalexander]

Elyon still evaded Zachariel’s hands. As Raphael spoke, the intensity of the glow died down, his color returning to more of the cool white and gold, and he bumped himself up against his uncle’s forehead. The contact projected a small burst of the orb’s own healing energy, as well as a jumble of emotions born from its own confusion and from being so close to Zachariel for so long. He knew they both were hurting — but he couldn’t understand why, not even from the glimpses he’d gotten from Zach’s memories. 

Zach finally, gently, took Elyon between his hands and returned the orb to his stomach, wincing as they readjusted. It was uncomfortable, but necessary.

The angel said nothing as he moved to stand behind his brother, resting his hands above Raphael’s shoulders, careful not to touch any part of the wounds directly. Centering and grounding himself, then breathing deeply, he began to channel the healing energy into Raphael. It would go to where it was needed the most, healing from the inside out.

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A smile appeared on Raphael's feature when the little orb bumped his forehead. "I'll be okay Elyon, can't get rid of me that easily..." He said softly, his words meant to be more comforting for them all than anything else.  The fact that he had nearly lost his wings again was what had put him on edge.

"Zachariel...you should save your energy...you have something more important to focus on..."

[askagentsitwell]

I don’t understand this. I thought we were at war.

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I do not even know anymore brother...  I just know that there's something else out there that wants us all dead.

[forgerextraordinaire]

"No, I do not think it was a sea serpent." If there was more than one creature abound, both sides were in trouble. Leviathan had threatened his family. This Behemoth had attacked the angel. "It called itself Leviathan. If it is working with the other one…" Famine needed to inform his brothers of this. Along with the threat to their lives.

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"There were three..." Raphael said trying to remember the stories.  "Leviathan...Behemoth...and Ziz."  He shook his head.  "Tell the horsemen...if they are free...everyone is in danger..."

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Even at such a great distance, Raphael's pain brought Zachariel to his knees. Shaking, he almost took off after him without thinking, but the reality of his own situation made him pause: if he went out alone, Grace blazing, with Elyon in tow, he'd attract every malevolent entity along the way. Breathing deeply, he brought his hands together and closed his eyes, murmuring ancient words. The prayer would send a great, lingering burst of his own healing energy directly to Raphael, wherever he was.

Raphael had been taken somewhere safe.  Had it not been for those who found him he probably would have been killed a good strategy on the part of those damn creatures.  Heaven’s greatest healer dead?  Oh yes that would have been a huge blow.  He felt the healing energy, his eyes opening slightly.  He could not leave though, and he was in denial about who it was from. 

"Thank you…" He muttered his eyes closing again.

[terranalexander]

"OWW!" Zach suddenly doubled over, gasping. When he looked down at himself, he realized he was missing his usual passenger.

Elyon had escaped, zipping around to float before Raphael, blazing bright red and gold. While he certainly wasn’t capable of speech, he found that by vibrating at a certain frequency, he was producing a sort of high-pitched noise.

"Elyon!" Zach said, already having found his parental tone of voice. "Don’t you yell at your uncle like that! Get back in your room!" He reached out to the orb, only to have it dart away from his finger tips and float out of reach. "Hey!"

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Raphael stared at the orb. Oh he knew what it was and he was not happy about it.  It was another slap in the face that yes his brother was with that Horseman.  That thing of destruction.  But this was a child.  An innocent little thing.

"Go back to your mum little one," Raphael said in a quiet, sad voice.  "You're safer there than you are out in the open like that..."

[virlitterarum]

He sighed and let his grace collect in his palms, taking what pain he could as he laid hands on either side of his brother’s face.

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"They're supposed to be caged Michael...how did those...those monsters get out?" Raphael said, fear in his eyes.  They shouldn't have gotten out...they should still have been locked away.

[snarkyai]

The sight of blood on the Archangel’s face nearly makes him falter. He had never thought to see such a thing. They were some of the most powerful of the Heavenly Hosts. How—?

He shook away the thoughts. He had to focus, help.

Taking a deep breath he tries to relax, seeking the calm with which he faced all his tasks. Finally his mind stilled and he focused on the wounds, listening to the Healer’s instructions.

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Raphael gave Chastity a faint smile, keeping his hand on the Virtue.  "I can't stay here..." He managed to say.  He couldn't.  In that current state, he was vulnerable.  Heaven's greatest healer?  He was about as useful as a newborn kitten in that state.

He forced himself up, then stopped again.  "Keep yourself calm...focused..." He muttered softly.  He did need to move though.  He had to get out of the area cause it was far too vulnerable for him.  He could get attacked.  Worse...Chastity could as well.

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Even at such a great distance, Raphael's pain brought Zachariel to his knees. Shaking, he almost took off after him without thinking, but the reality of his own situation made him pause: if he went out alone, Grace blazing, with Elyon in tow, he'd attract every malevolent entity along the way. Breathing deeply, he brought his hands together and closed his eyes, murmuring ancient words. The prayer would send a great, lingering burst of his own healing energy directly to Raphael, wherever he was.

Raphael had been taken somewhere safe.  Had it not been for those who found him he probably would have been killed a good strategy on the part of those damn creatures.  Heaven’s greatest healer dead?  Oh yes that would have been a huge blow.  He felt the healing energy, his eyes opening slightly.  He could not leave though, and he was in denial about who it was from. 

"Thank you…" He muttered his eyes closing again.

[terranalexander]

As much as Zachariel wanted to berate Raphael for not listening, he bit his tongue, staying out of his way as he came down the stairs and moved past him. Being told that Raph could have called anyone else at all only stung a little when he caught sight of Raphael’s back. Scowling, he drew closer to him. “Well, they’re not here,” he said, “and I am. So let me help you. I don’t even know how you’re still upright.” His energy preceded him, already working even before he’d raised his hands.

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"Because I've been through worse."  Raphael was stubborn and he was in pain.  He didn't want Zachariel there though.  He did not care what Michael said, he did not want the younger angel anywhere near him.  What right did Zachariel have to be among the archangels when he willingly chose a Horseman?  One who worked to destroy their father's creations?  "Then hurry up and finish so you can leave," Raphael said in a short tone.

[kingxfmischief]

"What form of outfit?" Loki growled, advancing on him.

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"A bit more blue and red...and covered in spiderwebs..."

[forgerextraordinaire]

"I do not know what your kind do. How am I to know that you did not do that to yourself?" Famine was certain that this was not one of their kind. They had won, the war was over for the most part. Why attack an archangel? "A beast? Leviathan maybe?" The word still had him concerned. It had threatened his own family, after all.

[photosscienceandspiders-blog]

"It was not a sea serpent if that was what you're thinking..." Raphael shook his head, taking a deep breath for a moment.  "Was one of the others...Behemoth I think..."

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Even at such a great distance, Raphael's pain brought Zachariel to his knees. Shaking, he almost took off after him without thinking, but the reality of his own situation made him pause: if he went out alone, Grace blazing, with Elyon in tow, he'd attract every malevolent entity along the way. Breathing deeply, he brought his hands together and closed his eyes, murmuring ancient words. The prayer would send a great, lingering burst of his own healing energy directly to Raphael, wherever he was.

Raphael had been taken somewhere safe.  Had it not been for those who found him he probably would have been killed a good strategy on the part of those damn creatures.  Heaven’s greatest healer dead?  Oh yes that would have been a huge blow.  He felt the healing energy, his eyes opening slightly.  He could not leave though, and he was in denial about who it was from. 

"Thank you…" He muttered his eyes closing again.

[terranalexander]

"For the love of Father above, Raph, lay down,” Zachariel insisted sternly, approaching him slowly. “Please. You’re still injured and you’re only going to make it worse.” He could feel his brother’s pain easily and smelled the blood still on him. Feud or no, they were still comrades in arms and Zach wouldn’t turn his back on him. “I’m here to help.”

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Raphael looked at him, a mixture of emotions in his eyes.  He moved down the stairs over to the kitchen.  His vessel needed food anyways.  So he got whatever was in the fridge.  A jar of peanut butter and a spoon.  Then he sat down.  "I don't need help...Can call Michael or Gabriel and ask one of them."  Or Azrael or Raziel or Uriel.  He had options really.

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"Yes sir…"

[virlitterarum]

He frowned and touched his brother’s shoulders.  ”What did this to you?”

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"Behemoth, Michael...one of those creatures that was locked away...." He said flinching slightly at his touch.

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Even at such a great distance, Raphael's pain brought Zachariel to his knees. Shaking, he almost took off after him without thinking, but the reality of his own situation made him pause: if he went out alone, Grace blazing, with Elyon in tow, he'd attract every malevolent entity along the way. Breathing deeply, he brought his hands together and closed his eyes, murmuring ancient words. The prayer would send a great, lingering burst of his own healing energy directly to Raphael, wherever he was.

Raphael had been taken somewhere safe.  Had it not been for those who found him he probably would have been killed a good strategy on the part of those damn creatures.  Heaven’s greatest healer dead?  Oh yes that would have been a huge blow.  He felt the healing energy, his eyes opening slightly.  He could not leave though, and he was in denial about who it was from. 

"Thank you…" He muttered his eyes closing again.

[terranalexander]

After pacing for what felt like hours — and was, in actuality, only a few minutes — Zachariel couldn’t take it anymore. War was going to hurt him for going out, but he had to try and see Raphael. Concealing his Grace and Elyon’s presence as well as he could, he began teleporting his way toward his brother, calling on Guardians and praying to his Father to help shield him as he went.

He touched-down in the strange environment, knives drawn and at the ready in his hands, energy scanning around him for other beings nearby as he approached Raphael. Standing over him, he remained on high alert, willing to summon his full angelic strength should they be in danger.

"Raphael?" he said softly. "Brother? Can you hear me?"

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Raphael could hear him, of course he could.  He could barely move but he wasn't deaf.  There was a part of him though that wanted to use what strength he had to get himself out of there.  He couldn't fly, his wings pulled at the claw marks on his back far too much for that to be an option.

He forced himself up off of the bed, the one that his vessel used.  He made it to the top of the stairs, using those spider powers of his vessel to keep himself standing.  

"What do you want Zachariel?"

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"I-It’s nothing Michael…I can handle it…"

[virlitterarum]

”Now.”

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"Yes sir..."

[herroyaldarkness]

Put one in my ask box!! [tragedy in love version]

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"I never loved you."

"I never hated you."

"Why did you leave me?"

"I have to confess something. I’m dying…"

"Why him/her? Why not me?"

"I’m in love with someone else."

"I’m done with you."

"I want you back."

"{insertname} is dead."

"He/she’s dead and it’s all my fault!"

"I wish you were dead."

"You disgust me."

"I have always loved you."

"Why don’t you love me?"

"What’s wrong with me?"

"I hate you with all that is within me."

"He/she will never love me."

"Everything was a lie, wasn’t it?"

"Do you love her/him?"

"If I can’t have you, no one can."

"Please don’t go."

"I can’t do this anymore."

"He/She knows about us."

"How could I ever love anybody like you?"

"You didn’t actually believe I cared, did you?"

"Pick me. Choose me. Love me.”

[fonduefun]

Spideypool71 by LKiKAi

[forgerextraordinaire]

"Did one of the others happen to find you? Have their fun with you?" Famine had not strayed far from the tower since his return. This being the first time he’d ridden through the city.

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"What do you think." Raphael muttered the pain apparent in the archangel's eyes.  "That I look like this on purpose or did it to myself?  It as that beast...a monster that should have been locked up."