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mother.
    Raze and Luc took off, leaving her alone with Deva.
    “Mom,” she said quietly. “What’s going on? What happened?”
    “Angels,” she said, and Blaspheme’s stomach churned. “I was attacked by angels.”
    Which explained the vibe and Raze’s difficulty healing her. Some angelic weapons caused injury that couldn’t be repaired using supernatural means.
    “Where were you?” Blaspheme squeezed her mother’s hand when Deva’s eyes closed. “Hey, stay with me. Where were you when they attacked you?”
    “Home,” she rasped. “They found me, Blaspheme.”
    A chill crawled up her spine. “They?” She had a sickening feeling she knew who
they
were, and she prayed she was wrong.
    Deva coughed, spraying blood. “I think… I think they were Eradicators. They found me.” She sat up, clawing at Blaspheme’s hand, desperation and terror punching through the haze of pain in her eyes. “Which means they’re also looking for you.”

Two

    A high-intensity Satanic summons shrieked in Revenant’s head as he stood atop Mount Megiddo, his lungs filling with hot, dry air.
    Ignoring Satan’s command, Revenant called out with his mind and voice to the highest-ranking archangel in Heaven.
    “Metatron.”
    Nothing. A breeze whipped up a dust devil a few yards away, but other than that, nothing moved.
    “Metatron!”
    More nothing. Even the dust devil died a slow, agonizing death.
    “
Metatron!
”
    Fuck. He should have expected that he’d be ignored. The archangels had abandoned him thousands of years ago, so why the hell would they pay any attention to him now?
    Assholes. All he wanted were some answers. Why had they left him and his mother to rot in hell? Why didn’t anyone, in five thousand years, tell him the truth before now? Before he regained his memories and got a promotion… thanks to his brother’s “heroic” actions and Heaven’s rule that what was done to one twin must be done to the other. And why hadn’t they told him he was welcome in Heaven? After all, Reaver was allowed.
    Because you
aren’t
welcome. You’re evil. Corrupt
.
    The Dark Lord’s summons came again, this time blasting him so violently that pain drove him to his knees. Blood sprayed from his nose and ears, and as he gripped his head, he swore his skull was cracking.
    Dammit, he was not ready to face Satan. Not that he was ever ready. No one in their right mind would happily drop everything to take a meeting with the Dark Lord. And now that Rev knew the truth about his past – or at least, about most of it – he had even less motivation to have a face-to-face with the king of all demons.
    Satan had lied to Revenant for thousands of years, had even hinted that Rev was his son.
    It was all bullshit, and Revenant wondered how things were going to change now that the truth had come out. One thing was certain; he wanted to be armed with as much knowledge as he could gather before he faced Satan, and only one person could give him the answers he sought.
    Unfortunately, Metatron didn’t seem inclined to provide any answers. Which left Revenant with only one other option.
    Nursing his Satanic headache, he summoned a handful of books and flashed himself to the other side of the Earth, to the home of Thanatos, fourth Horseman of the Apocalypse.
    As the Four Horsemen’s Sheoulic Watcher, Revenant was supposed to keep an eye on them. But since regaining his memories, he’d avoided them the way he’d avoided their father. Revenant’s brother.
    Reaver.
    Every time they’d faced off since regaining their memories, they’d battled it out, and Revenant’s words to Reaver during one particular encounter still echoed in his thoughts.
    The very day I learned about you, I came to you as a brother. But all you saw was an enemy and a fiend. Now that is all you will ever see
.
    Revenant had cooled his jets a little since that moment a couple of weeks ago, but the fact remained that five thousand years ago, before their memories were