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"....huh?" Zeke muttered.

"I just said." he told her.

"They seem to be having issues, and now Peyton doesn't want to hang out or anything we usually do." he said.

Levi was silent as he heard this, before raising an eyebrow.

"Uh... wait, is this really a 'you' problem?" he then asked.

"Eh? What do you mean?" Zeke asked.

Zeke just sighed.

"Just... ugh." he mumbled.

"Peyton and I usually go out for lunch every time this week, but she's not up to it." he said.

"She just... she hasn't been up for doing ANYTHING, really." he lamented.

"That rather sucks." Levi replied. "Any idea why?" he asked.

"Seems her and her partner, Mira, are having a bit of a strained time in their relationship." Zeke told them.

Ryker just chuckled a little when Eke said that.

"You'd really come down from heaven just to haunt a demon like me?" he asked.

"I'm flattered." he said further with a light laugh.

"You two can really chat about such things so lightly..." Aly then said, changing back to human form. "I've never encountered something like that before." she said.

"Our lives have been... very unique, as you know." Ryker responded.

"So we tend to be able to joke about such things."

"Hm... maybe..." Levi muttered, as Zeke started to make his way past them, looking like he was stewing.

"...yo!" Levi called to him.

"Huh?" Zeke muttered, looking over.

"Come and sit!" Levi told him, with Zeke obliging, and sitting across from them.

"What's up?" the nephilim asked.

"You looked like you could use someone to talk to." was Levi's response.

"....that obvious, huh?" Zeke asked with a heavy sigh.

".....damn it all!" Zeke cursed loudly when Syraene left, thankful his mother wasn't there to hear him.

The next day, Ally and Levi were in the cafeteria, eating, when they noticed Peyton and Zeke having a conversation near the entrance to the area.

"Looks like it's not going so well..." Levi muttered to Ally, as they watched Peyton leave, looking... sad and annoyed. And Zeke looked like he was getting mad.

"...yeah, that didn't go well." he then said further.

"Odd. Usually Peyton's a cheery and uplifting sort." he added, thinking about it.

"......." Zeke was then silent as he heard that.

He then opened his mouth to ask something more, but stopped.

The look in her eyes said she was done talking about this.

"....hmph." he muttered.

"Geez." he snarled.

"Fine." he then said. "Don't tell me." he said further.

"All this cryptic bullcrap is... just... GRAH!" he then exclaimed, letting out a yell of frustration.

Zeke was getting REALLY upset now.

"What does that even MEAN!?" he asked.

"Look, we agree that Vanessa shouldn't exist any more. She's done too much!" he went on.

"That blade will do it!" he continued.

"Come on, she's even gone and made it personal for ME, now!" he then said.

"Let me strike with the fury of the archangel DNA that lives within me!"

"....all right..." Zeke muttered.

"You say I have a shot at getting it, if I fix the issues I have currently." he said.

"...mind filling me in?" he asked.

"WHAT are my issues? WHAT is preventing me from getting the answer to all these damn problems?" he asked.

"Seriously, your daughter is REALLY pissing me off with everything she's doing, and this would solve a LOT of problems." he went on, a bit annoyed now.

He felt like he was being jerked around at this point, and he didn't much appreciate it.

"Why do you say I'm not ready!?" Zeke exclaimed.

"And I know I was denied! It pisses me off!" he then said.

"She deserves oblivion! I know they must agree with me up there!" he went on.

"But they denied me because YOU told them to!" he then said further.

"That blade is the best chance I have at eliminating her!" he then growled.

".....what?" Zeke asked in response, now COMPLETELY confused.

"I can't use the blade?" he asked.

"That's absurd. Anyone can." he told her.

"I mean, if a mortal uses it, yes, it will destroy them, but I AM half-archangel." he said.

"Those genetics should allow me to use it, right?" he asked her.

While, technically, what he was saying was partially correct, it did prove to Syraene that he still had NO idea what she was referring to, or talking about.

Aly landed as well, and Ryker slid down off of Eke.

"Are you all right, Eke?" Aly asked. "You seem out of breath." she said.

"I'm sure he's just tired." Ryker commented. "After all, that WAS a fair bit of flying you both did." he said further, looking at the darkening sky.

"...that's true." Aly responded.

"We should consider calling it a day and heading home." Ryker then suggested.

"....excuse me?" Zeke asked.

"He was doing as YOU asked?" he asked further.

Syraene merely nodded.

"WHAT!?" Zeke then exclaimed.

"WHY!?" he demanded.

"Why would you prevent me from obtaining the blade!?" he asked her, clearly angry now.

"That blade will obliterate Vanessa, once and for all!" he said further, before pausing.

"...or are you trying to protect your daughter?" he then asked, a bit of a bite to his tone.

"Gah!" Zeke exclaimed when Syraene spoke.

"...huh?" he then muttered, looking over to where she was.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"He's not right to give it to me, what's THAT supposed to mean?" he asked further, before pausing.

"...wait..." he muttered.

"Wait, wait, hold on a second, here." he repeated, shaking his head a little.

"It?" he asked. "What do you mean 'it'?" he asked her.

"How do you know what I was talking with my father about?" he asked further, suspicion and confusion in his tone.

A few seconds later, she felt an immense surge of mana.

And heard a voice.

"-SO DON'T YOU EVER COME BACK TO ME WITH THAT KIND OF BULLSHIT EVER AGAIN!" she heard Uriel scream.

"YOU DISGRACE ME, YOU DISGRACE YOURSELF, AND YOU DISGRACE YOUR VERY HERITAGE WITH EVEN DARING TO ASK ME FOR SUCH A THING LIKE YOU DID!" he went on.

"NOW I DO NOT WANT TO SEE YOU BACK UP THERE FOR A VERY LONG TIME! I WILL LET YOU KNOW WHEN IT IS EVEN STARTING TO BECOME ACCEPTABLE TO EVEN THINK ABOUT SHOWING YOURSELF THERE AGAIN!" he finished.

There was another burst of mana, to which she then heard the back door to the house open, and light footsteps come inside.