Aegis (joining closed!)

[Scripted Away]

Mac and Rey looked at eachother, sighing.
"We are under tombstones.", Mac said calmly. "I'm under around umm....sixhundret or so? lost count. and Rey's under 590-something."
Rachel nodded. "598, to be exact. well, if every time we had been buried. hey, remember that one time when Odin tried to fry you?" she giggled slightly, while Mac was just pouting. "I didn't shoot him on purpose...that guy...." he sighed.
Rachel shrugged and finished Macon's explaination.
"You all won't die. We did this job quite a few times already, and every time we were successful. thing is, we need some stuff that has been stolen from our base around 300 years ago. a skinwalker stole death's scythe and brought it into the catacombs and without that thing we won't be able to behead Lucifer...again."

Noah shook his head, curled up on the seat and bit his lip. "i just want to close my eyes and see nothing....why is that Lucifer-guy trying to hurt us?"

[I quit:)]

Jim's frown just got deeper.
"Are you [removed]- keep yourself in Jim.", he took a deep breath and looked at Rachel and Macon again. "Are you two trying to tell me...", his voice got louder again, but he was still able to keep himself in. "...that I'm [removed] married to a [removed] DEAD person?! And my brother is dead too? What the [removed] is this for a game? Just as I thought everything was going up - it's all crashing down again!" He sighed frustratedly. They hadn't taken off yet. He could easily get off the plane.
"I'm getting off of the plane. You two do what you've apparently been doing all your freakin' lives without telling me - thanks for that by the way. What was it again? No more secrets? He can be trusted?" Jim felt how every muscle in his body was on the verge of exploding. As if he was pumping too much blood through his veins. He gave them one last glance before walking towards the door - which luckily still was open.

Jack looked up from where he was sitting and immediately hid his face again.
>>Dad's scary when's like that. I know what you mean. I'm glad you're here, Max. I'm always there for you. Was it a bad idea to tell them about you? Maybe. What will happen now? I don't know, Jack. Oh...okay.<<

Hunter was shaking slightly, as she grabbed Noah's hand. "Eh...I don't know, hun. I really don't know."

[Scripted Away]

"get them in safety, we'll meet in Paris", Rachel said to Macon and went after jim. grabbing his handas she finally had reached him, she looked into his eyes.
"Macon and Rachel both are the people you know. But every 666 years, when Lucifer comes back again, two souls, the souls of Lèmuel and Neòma, wake up as well and leave Luna's land to pick two people, a man and a woman, to do their job. they share a body with them. Lèmuel lives in Macon, I live in Rachel. who just told you everything, about the tombstones and so on, that were Lèmuel and me, not Mac and Rachel. they're just...our hosts, chosen by their abilities and hearts. They both had no idea of this and their souls are sleeping until we leave again. do you understand what i mean? this is Neòma talking to you, not Rachel. they both didn't do anything wrong. and once we left, they will barely remember it. like a movie they saw years ago, nothing more." she closed her eyes for a moment and smiled softly. "Rachel has not a single secret from you. she trusts you blindly and would never hurt you like this. and Lèmuel and me are sorry that we have to do this to your family. it's a beautiful family. but Rachel and Macon have the abilities we need to bring Lucifer back to hell and if we don't fight him back, he will destroy everything. but Mr.Davis, i promise you, you will get your wife back."

[I quit:)]

Jim looked away. It was difficult holding back tears. Luckily, he was able to stop them from coming.
He turned to...that woman again, still frowning, but his eyes were just filled with sadness.
"If she dies because of you...if one of them dies...", he said with a broken, yet with rage-filled voice, and the tears already forming in his eyes. "...I swear I'll be much worse than your Lucifer. And I will kill you and your friend - if it's the last thing that I do." He clenched his teeth together and turned around, shifting his wings onto his back.
"Rachel will know where to find me when she's back.", and he took off.
>>Let's go to Texas - find a liquor store - and drink it.<<

[Scripted Away]

Neòma sighed as she felt Rachel's sould struggling in nightmares. A bright, white light rose from her chest and floated in front of her, as she blinked a few times.
"n-neòma? Lucifer? what the hell?!"
"exactly...you're so bound to him...it gets hard to keep you sleeping when you're struggling like that as soon as he feels bad."
"THEN STAY AWAY FROM ME AND STOP DESTROYING MY LIFE!! FIND SOMEONE ELSE FOR THIS CRAP, I'M OUT!" she raced into the sky, after jim.
"JIM!! Jim where are you? Lone wolf!" a tear ran down her cheek. when this freaking Neo-whatever had made jim do something stupid again, she would help him kill her!
"My love where are you?" >>and where the hell am i?<<

Neòma floated back to Lèmuel and the rest of the people, sighing soundlessly.
"Lèmuel- we have a problem. i couldn't hold her. i have to find another host, but WHO?!"

[I quit:)]

Jim heard Rachel's voice calling him.
No, it was just an illusion.
There it was again!
"Rachel?", he asked, frowning slightly. What if it was just that...Noemie-thing who was playing tricks? Maybe it was just himself who was turning insane...? At least he knew one thing now: nothing really was as it seemed.
He just shook his head and landed on some sort of mountain. This was the highest place in Texas.
"Guadalupe Peak...how often have I been here when I was younger?", he said to himself and sat down, his feet dangling off the edge.

Hunter looked up. What was that white floating thing there in front of Macon? And why did she just call him Samuel? Or something like that. She stood up and walked over. "Eh...hello? What the hell are you?", she asked, raising an eyebrow, waiting for Macon to say something about it - as always.

[Scripted Away]

"Whoooaaaa crap!!", Rachel yelled, racing into a stone wall that came out of nowhere.
"ahhh dang...that thing is hard...oof...ouch..." then she noticed a pair of feet above her. she frowned tilting her head. she knew these shoes. why were those shoes... >>hell i must have banged into that wallharder than i thought.<<
she flew up again, ignorin the blood that was running down her forehead and sighed relieved. >>Jim...<<
"a beautiful sight...", she mumbled and turned to jim. "can you believe it?! enjoying m< husband's...ehehe..." she smirked for a moment, but soon turned serious again.
"and the next second some freakin soul is using me as their puppet?! i mean what the hell, i can't remember signing an agreement or so! ellooo, she could at least have asked me! or more, begged me!" growling silently, she sighed and leaned her hurting forehead against his shoulder. "not a single calm day..."

Lèmuel turned to Hunter and sighed. all this drama!
"Maconis sleeping right now. my name is Lèmuel. i'm a soul, using his bodyasa host right now. that's our task." he pointed at Neòma and then at himself. "we are immortal souls that come to earth every 666 years and fight back Lucifer. but for that we need a host body."

[I quit:)]

Jim turned his head to Rachel, looking at her with dead eyes.
"Rachel?", he asked, frowning slightly. Was it really Rachel? Or was he just picturing her next to him? With her soft voice?
"Rachel...", he softly stroke her cheek and stared at her wound for a minute. "I'm so sorry.", he said, his eyes suddenly alive again, yet a spark of fear in them. "I'm sorry for yelling at you - again. And for...for doubting everything and..." He looked away, a tear rolling down his cheek. "I'm gonna fu-fudging kill that bit**."

Hunter frowned angrily. "Ohh no mister, you're not using my husband's body. We've fought our fights. And this isn't ours. So go and find yourself another body!", she growled. "Why don't you just use the body of a dead person?! It's just a body you need - so go!"

[Scripted Away]

Rachel softly tilted his head so he would look at her and kissed him.
"Don't be sorry my love...i would have reacted just the same. But I'm here again, without that..." she took a deep breath. "...grrr..."
she sat down on his lap, facing him, and smiled softly, wiping his tears away. "Take a deep breath, honey. i'm here. i'm here for you. no matter what happens, you will always find me right beside you." cuddling against jim tightly, she kissed his neck and closed her eyes.

Lèmuel frowned, crossing his arms. "do you guys all want to die or what? we have to fight that freakin demon back and dead people are forbidden for us."

[I quit:)]

Jim took a deep breath and softly rested his chin on her head. He wasn't shaking anymore. Neither was he feeling the urge to...jump. Wait, had he really felt that urge? >>I'm so messed up.<<
"No, you wouldn't have reacted like me. Hun, I was...thinking again that you and Mac...everything.", he sighed. "The usual. That everything was a lie again and..." He hugged her tightly, happy to have her here again.

Hunter frowned. "Of course we don't want to die. What kind of stupid question is that?", she growled, crossing her arms. "You're not taking my husband, mister. Fighting a demon is dangerous. Very dangerous. And I don't want Macon to get more scars. Did you get that?" She frowned deeper. "There are about 8 billion people in the world! AND WHY DO YOU PICK US THEN?! There are millions of soldiers to pick from."