Hell, 1690
When Daniel regained his consciousness he was in a strange place and he was alone.The air was thick with smoke as the smell of burning flesh rose into the air. Daniel tried to hold his breath but the longer he went without breathing the thicker the smoke became. He was tired, it seemed like he had gone days without sleeping and his body was exhausted. He closed his eyes for a moment, only to be jolted awake by the pain of a blade slicing through his rib cage. The searing pain was too much for Daniel to bear and he began screaming out for help.
"HELP, PLEASE SOMEONE, ANYONE JUST MAKE IT STOP!" He screamed. No one came. Then the blade came again, and again. Daniel began crying. He did not understand why this was happening to him.
Then he met him, the one they warned against, the one he prayed for deliverance from, the one who created this place of pain and suffering. Lucifer.
"Hello, Daniel." He said calmly.
"Why? Why is this happening? Why am I here?" Daniel asked, confused.
Lucifer chuckled "This is your destiny, Danny my boy. You are meant to be here. Everything you have done, everyone you have trusted with your secrets and your demons have condemned you here. I have plans for you. Should you agree to my terms? I don't ask for much, but what I do ask for will be too much for you."
"What do you mean? What do you ask? What plans? I have done nothing to deserve to go to hell. I have been faithful to my God and have repented for my sins. How is this my destiny?" Daniel cried.
“Oh my dear boy, you are going to lead my army. You will be the one who brings this world to its knees.” Lucifer answered. Daniel was confused. He had no idea what Lucifer was talking about. He didn’t even belong in Hell.
Then suddenly the white, searing pain of his death hit him. He was burned alive for witchcraft. An offense he was more than sure he didn’t commit.
Then Louise came into view and Daniel knew what happened and he began to cry. Lucifer saw Daniel start to put the pieces together, and smiled.
“ See, this beautiful young woman here,” Lucifer said, pointing at Louise. “ Is Lust she is one of my many angels, but she is special, she is one of the seven mostly deadly sins you could ever commit. Daniel meet Lust.” He finished trying to stop himself from laughing.
“How could you? I loved you. You said you would marry me.” Daniel weeped.
“Sorry, hunny. You were just a name on a list. You were an excellent lay though. But it was just a job.” Lust answered.
“Oh, and you getting caught in the middle of drinking from her by the preacher was no accident either.” Lucifer explained. “ He is also one of my angels.” Just then Preacher Garland walked up dressed like the preacher. “Daniel meet Greed, another one of the seven most deadly sins.” Lucifer continued. Daniel was in utter shock.
“You have been there my entire life. You watched me and my brother grow.” Daniel cried.
“I know, I was supposed to. It was my job to ensure the prophecy was fulfilled.” Greed replied.
“Prophecy?” Daniel asked
“Yes. You and your brother had to die by fire. But you will learn more about that later.”
“Why me?”
“ Because we needed You, you have one of the purest souls that I ever seen and I needed a pure soul to break and bend to my will. Only a soul that has been forsaken by God, I mean truly forsaken, can lead my army of souls against Heaven. But first I need you to go back to Earth and collect a few more souls for me.”
“You mean,do to others what has been done to me?” Daniel asked “Never, Do what you must to me. But I will never send others to be in this place.”
Daniel knew he would have to endure a lot of pain for what he had just said. He was willing to, he was strong-willed and stubborn. So when Lucifer smiled, and flames started to cover Daniel’s body again he was not surprised. The pain was blinding. Daniel screamed as Lucifer turned and walked away, Lust and Greed in tow.
The fire never stopped. The pain never stopped. Daniel’s throat was so raw he couldn’t scream any more. He just stood there, let the fire consume him, and tried so hard not to move.
Daniel spent years getting whipped and beaten. His hands were chained to bolts that seemed to be welded onto the ground. He had no choice but to stand there. His skin was cut up so severely that it practically slid off of his bones. Still he continued to deny Lucifer.
Daniel would stand there as various demons took turns breaking his bones with axes and sledgehammers.They laughed at and spit on him while his body slowly succumbed to the pain. Tears fell silently from his eyes, he would not let them see him break.
When the physical torment didn’t seem to convince Daniel to change his mind, Lucifer began torturing him mentallly. Daniel was forced to relive his own death,not the pain of being burned alive, but the look of utter desperation in his mother’s eyes. He was forced to watch his twin brother die over and over and over again.
The only relief Daniel received was when the torture was done for the day, allowing him to heal for the next. An angel with silver hair and iridescent purple eyes would come to clean his wounds and bring him water.
One day when the torture was so horrendous it left him reduced to nothing more than a crumpled mass in the middle of his chains, he spoke to his angel.
“Please, please may I have more water?” He begged
“I’m sorry, but father said to only give you this amount.” She started. “ I’m not supposed to be talking to the tortured.”
“I’m Daniel. Now you know me and I’m not just one of the ‘tortured’.” Daniel replied
“I’m Elizabeth,” She said smiling. “I won’t tell if you won’t.” That day Daniel got extra water, her name, and a sliver of hope that Hell wasn’t that bad.
Daniel began daydreaming about her. He thought about the way her skin glowed, and how he could barely see the lavender wing that protruded from her back. How her eyes looked worried for him on days that were especially bad. He knew she could be a demon. Someone so kind didn’t belong here, no way was Lucifer her father.
That night when Elizabeth came to clean Daniels wounds he asked her.
“Is Lucifer really your father?”
“Yes.” She answered flatly.
“But you're not a demon?”
“Well I guess you’re right, I am an angel. My father is Lucifer and my mother is Kesabel. They are both Fallen so I think I am too.”
“You're very pretty.” Daniel blurted out, shocking Elizabeth. but making her blush and smile at the same time.
“That’s the first time anyone has ever said anything nice to me. Thank you Daniel.” She said, still smiling as she walked away. Daniel liked making her smile. Her eyes lit it, and it made him want to smile too.
Daniel tried to make her smile everyday after that. He noticed she would spend extra time cleaning his wounds than the others. She would even bring him extra water. What seemed like weeks passed by and Daniel’s recovery time improved immensely.
All that time with Elizabeth was healing his soul from all the damage Lucifer was trying to inflict.
One day while Daniel was watching Elizabeth dip her rag in the bucket of water he asked her a strange question.
“Can I kiss you?” He asked
“Uhmm I don't think you can.” She answered
“Why not?”
“Because you are supposed to tormented, and tortured. Not kissing angels.” She answered
“Please?”
“No.”
“Okay. Well at least I…..” Daniel started, but was interrupted when Elizabeth’s lips crashed onto his. He suddenly felt a bolt of energy course through his body. All his wounds were healed instantly.
Images of a little blonde boy with purple eyes played in his mind. He was beautiful. Suddenly Elizabeth pulled away.
“What was that?” They both asked at the same time. Neither one of them knew the answer, they just stared at each other.
“I have to go.” Elizabeth said, as she turned to walk away. Daniel pulled at his chains, wanting to be free so he could hold her. Whatever that was, it was messing with the both of them.
It was a while before Elizabeth returned to care for Daniel. That was the worse torture Daniel had ever exprienced. It felt as if his heart had been ripped out and set on fire, then stomped on. He became physically ill. His wounds would not heal. The demons would break his bones and slice up his body only to return the next day and find him still broken.
When Elizabeth did return she would not look at him. She didn’t bring him any extra water, and she spent no extra time talking to him. Daniel’s soul was aching for her smile.
“Please, look at me Elizabeth.” Daniel begged, his voice barely a whisper. “Please.” He reached his hand out trying to get it close enough to touch her. But his chains stopped him. He winced. He could hide the tears from the demons and the people in charge of his torment, but not her. HIs tears came out violently, he could not take this type of pain.
“Tell you father,” He whispered. “I will do it. If you won’t look at me anymore, and you won’t speak to me anymore. I will do it. Whatever he wants.” His tears never stopped falling. Then he said the three words Elizabeth had never heard in her life.
“Just know, I love you.”
“I won’t tell him. I won’t. You don’t want to do whatever he wants.” Elizabeth finally spoke. “You just don’t want to see me everyday, you want to get away from me because it hurts. Ever since that kiss.”
“NO!” Daniel screamed, his voice slowly coming back. “I don’t want to get away from you, but you are right it does hurt. It hurts more than all of my bones being broken at once, it hurts more than getting my skin sliced off. You not being around me, it hurts more than the look on my mothers face when I died.”
“Daniel I…”
“Please, if you don't feel the same just go. I have been in love with the wrong person before and it was the reason I ended up here. So…..”
Her lips interrupted him again. This time the images that played behind his eyelids were of her naked body on top of his. She was straddling him the same way it happened last time, she was moaning and rocking back and forth.
When they finally broke the kiss they were both out of breath. Elizabeth looked at Daniel like she wanted the images to be true. Then she looked at his chains, disappointedly.
“I’ll be right back.” She said, as she gathered up her bucket and rag. Elizabeth ran so fast she flew. Only minutes had passed before she returned. Daniel had his eyes closed reliving the kiss and rewatching the images, when he felt his chains drop from his wrist his eyes shot open.
When he saw her, he pulled her close to his body and wrapped his arms around her. It felt as if she belonged there. She looked up at him and he kissed her again. This time the images had become reality.
The only problem, they were not alone. Pride and Vanity were watching. Unknown to Daniel and Elizabeth, Vanity had a thing for Daniel, and Lust had mentioned that he was “well off” where it mattered. When Daniel and Elizabeth had finished, they quickly ran off to tell Lucifer what they had witnessed.
Daniel was holding Elizabeth on his chest when Lucifer came storming to where they were.
“What the fuck did you do!!!!!” He screamed at Elizabeth, grabbing her hair and dragging her off of Daniel naked.
“STOP!” Daniel demanded, and Lucifer dropped her. She quickly crawled behind Daniel as he got up off the ground.
“Oh so you think now because you are unchained you can do anything you want, including fucking my daughter!”
“No, but you don’t get to treat her like that.”
“Or what little puritan forsaken boy? Pride take that whore of a daughter of mine and get her cleaned up. Then lock her up in the castle dungeon.” Lucifer said
Pride tried to quickly grab Elizabeth, but Daniel stopped him. He looked back at his beautiful angel, knowing this would be the last time he would see her, he helped her to her feet, pulled her close to him and kissed her.
“I love you, I love you more than life itself.” He told her and handed her hand to Pride making sure he would not hurt her.
“How sweet.” Lucifer said, gagging at what he just witnessed.
“Do whatever to me, I don’t care.” Daniel started. But Lucifer had other plans.
“No, I won’t do anything to you. You will stay chained, and no one will touch you. Instead they will all be torturing and tormenting Elizabeth.”
“What?” Daniel started. “Your own daughter. You would torture your own daughter? What kind of father are you?”
“I am Lucifer.” Was his answer. Daniel had no choice. He loved Elizabeth and would do anything to keep her safe. So he did the one thing he swore he would never do. He conceited.
“I’ll do it.” He said flatly.
“Do what, Danny. I’m afraid you’ll have to be more specific.” Lucifer replied.
“I’ll bring you more souls, just don’t hurt her.” Daniel put his head down, knowing he just gave Lucifer the exact thing he wanted. Someone to lead his army.
“I won’t hurt her, as long as you continue to collect souls. The minute the souls stop coming in, I will torment her far worse than I ever had you tormented. It doesn’t matter if she is my daughter.” Lucifer replied. He smiled as Daniel was lifted in the air. He screamed as wings the color of midnight sprang from his back. When his eyes turned the same color, the ground caught fire.
The scared little puritan boy who had come to Hell thinking it was a mistake, was gone. He was now an Angel of the Damned and he was coming for souls.
They say the eyes are the window to the soul. Daniel took that to heart. Looking into the eyes of his victims until their soul was charred past repair. He would leave them living, well kind of. After meeting him they were changed, lost, and without hope. Daniel didn’t care. Once their soul was damaged it belonged to Lucifer and that meant that Elizabeth was safe for the time being.
Boston Mass. 2019“Abigail Davidson” Ornias said, he had been talking the entire trip but Daniel was not paying attention, his mind was elsewhere. “That’s our target. She is single, 37 lives alone, had a set of twins at 14, the result of rape. Oh, this is interesting,” he said burying his face in the mini version of the Book of the Damned. “You know her daughter, you have scene her in passing Danny”“Ornias, how many times do I have to tell you my name is Daniel. Not Dan, Danny, or any other variation,” Daniel said, irritated! “And how could I know her daughter? I'm 347 years old.”“She is an Angel of the Damned,Lucy. Apparently Abigail abandoned the twins when they were born and they got shuffled around the foster system, until they ended up in the wrong one.” (Lukas was shot at 13, Lucy took her own life shortly after that.) I can only assume that Lukas went to heaven, I have never seen him before.” Ornais finished showing a picture of the twins when they were still alive.
*Trigger Warning: This Chapter includes rape and drug use. * Boston Mass. 1997 “Quit playing games with my heart, Quit playing games with my heart. I should have known from the start.” Abigail belted from the backseat. “Would you stop dancing around like that, you’re going to get us pulled over.” Her step- dad, Robert said sternly from behind the wheel. “Oh Nick, I love you,” she said to the radio. “I hope they play this song at the dance tonight.” It was her first school dance at this new highschool, and she was excited. She had only been at the school for two weeks, and hadn't really made any friends. She hoped tonite would be the night she did. “Dad, can you please drop me off around the corner so I can walk up to the school?” Abigail asked. “Why?” Robert, her step-dad, answered. “I just want to be like the other kids, none of them have their parents drop them off in front of the school.” Abigail didn’t want to tell her step-dad that she was embarrassed by their statio
Boston Mass. 2019Abigail woke up in a cold sweat. She had yet another nightmare. They were always the same. Flashbacks of her life before she got clean. She looked over at the digital clock on her bedside table. Three thirty on the dot, just like every night had been for months. It was too early to start the day, but she was too wired to go back to sleep. On top of that she knew that Azria was waiting for her the minute she closed her eyes, and that life was a distant memory she didn't care to remember. Abigail got out of bed anyway. Determined to look over the contract for the buyout to see if there was any wiggle room for her current patients. Her clinic was damn near bankrupt and although she had enough donations for the things she needed, she was still somehow barely keeping the lights on. With the way the contract read, her current patients were going to have to find another place to seek treatment as they were not able to pay the hefty cost. She walked out of her bedroom an
Abigail sat in the bathtub until the cold water finally pulled her out of her thoughts. Slowly she peeled off her wet clothes and wrapped herself in a towel. When she emerged from the bathroom she found Paul sitting at her computer answering emails. “Are you feeling any better?”He asked when he could feel her staring at him. “A little.” She answered as she walked into her bedroom to get dressed. “I went over the contract and you’re right it is really confusing. So I contacted the buyers and have set up a meeting for tomorrow to go over their terms. Any questions you have they will answer then.” He yelled from the other room. “Wow, all that while I was sitting in the bathtub, fully dressed I might add.” "Yes, all that while you were sitting in the bathtub, Sorry about the clothes, what happened by the way? You just started freaking out in the elevator." "I don't really know. My brain just quit working I guess." Abigail answered, not wanting to tell Paul about the note. She w
“Get ready.” Ornais said as he passed through the door to Daniel's room. “Why are we going?” Daniel asked. “Greed has asked you to sit in on the meeting he’s having with Abigail this afternoon.” “Why?” Daniel was skeptical about the request. “Because, he thinks it would be beneficial to both parties if you could put your differences aside to complete this particular assignment.” Ornias answered, trying to mimic Greed’s voice. “Nice impression.” Daniel chuckled. “You have to wear a suit. lIke a really nice one.” Ornais was eyeing Daniel in his outfit. Black jeans, black t-shirt, and even in ninety degree weather and black zip-up hoodie. “What’s wrong with my outfit?” Daniel asked, pretending to be offended. “Everything.” “What do you mean everything?” "Just what I said. Now come on, we have to go shopping for some appropriate business attire." Ornais said, swifty walking out of Daniel's room. Daniel stood up and stretched, his wings popping out of his back. They unfolded fully
Daniel and Ornais were completely engulfed in their conversation to realize that Greed had made it a point to catch up with them. “Hey, we’re going out for drinks to celebrate the successful collection of Abigail’s soul. Would you like to join?” Greed asked, that disgusting smile still on his face. “No offense,” Daniel started but was quickly cut off by Ornais.“We will be there. Just tell us where.” He said, mimicking Greed’s smile. Daniel just rolled his eyes and got on the elevator. Despite not being in a hurry to get to the meeting, he was in a hurry to get as far away from the Seven, or at least part of them, as fast as he could. The elevator doors closed before Ornais or anybody else could get on. Daniel was alone on the ride down to the main floor. Once the elevator stopped, he didn’t wait for the others to catch up to him; he was out the door and on the way back to the hotel.He managed to make it about halfway to Cafe des Enfers before a car pulled up beside him. Daniel ba
After Lust tried and failed to get into Daniel’s pants she made her way back to the table. Daniel had given up on asking them about the prophecy, Lust had quite effectively pushed him over the edge. His ability to be in the same room with them was gone and he knew that if he didn’t leave then they all would end up back in hell. The Seven crying to their mother about how mean the AOD was and Daniel in chains watching as Lucifer tortured Elizabeth. So with that in mind, Daniel quickly got up and made his exit. It was late, the sun had already gone down and the stars were making their appearance in the sky. It was a full moon tonight, Daniel found himself staring at it, it was a full moon the night that Lust cursed him the first time. The thought only angered him more. He pulled out the pocket list of the damned to check if Abigail's name had been removed yet. But it was still there, in bright red letters. Why? Daniel was under the impression that the name was already removed. Surely t
Gabriel stood quietly watching Azazel explain the prophecy to Daniel. Despite the Great Hall feeling peaceful Gabriel was broken inside. He felt an unbearable sadness for his son. The basin quickly changed scenes, Daniel was now standing at Abigail's apartment building. Gabriel could no longer stand to see how far his favorite son had descended into the darkness. Surely his will was stronger than that."Father, you saw didn't you?" Wyatt asked as he made his way through the white marble walls. " He is one of them now. It's too late to save him.""No it's not too late Wyatt." Gabriel was firm in his belief that it was never too late and anyone could be saved. Daniel and Wyatt were like night and day. Literally. Daniel was the well behaved one, the one who would sacrifice himself to save anyone. Wyatt was the trouble- maker, the one who played pranks and would do anything to get out of his responsibilities. It was true that Gabriel knew what would happen to Daniel, he knew from the ver
The blood dripped down Daniel’s face as he endured hit after hit from Azazel. This had been going on for what felt like hours. “I didn’t tell you the damn prophecy just so you could go and fuck it up!” Azazel screamed between swings, taking out all of his pent up frustration on Daniels face. “You exposed us to a fucking human. A HUMAN!” Azazel was beginning to make himself angry again. Daniel knew the risk he was taking when he told Abigail about what was lurking in the shadows. The sizzle of burning flesh pulled Daniel from his thoughts, the sharp, hot pain ran up his ribcage as Azazel slowly dragged the red hot knife up through the center of his chest. Daniel gasped for air, but none came. Azazel continued to drag the knife higher and higher, once he had reached the base of Daniel’s neck he took the knife and buried it all the way to the hilt. Daniel felt as if he had swallowed fire, and the more Daniel struggled to breath, to swallow the more Azazel smiled. “YOU HAVE IGNORED ORD
It had been a week since Abigail had seen outside, she felt as if she was being kept prisoner. Her phone had been buzzing non-stop with texts from Paul. Abigail had resisted the urge to text him back but she was beginning to get claustrophobic. “So, how much longer am I going to be stuck inside this church?” Abigail asked as Wyatt entered the room with her lunch. “Honestly I have no idea, I was sent down here to monitor my brother, and he had disappeared since throwing a spiritual grenade in your hands.” Wyatt answered. “I could be stuck in this room for the rest of my life?” Abigail began to panic. “Well, that is a possibility.” Wyatt said nonchalantly, which only irritated Abigail more. She wanted to breathe fresh air, feel the sun on her skin. She wanted to go and get coffee and sit at the coffee shop. At the thought of the coffee shop, the last memory she had of it started playing like a movie in her head. Daniels wings, the sword, the black blood. Abigail was quickly reminde
Abigail watched in utter shock as Mr. Goldberg and Daniel walked to the side door that led to the alley next to the coffee shop. She has managed to pull herself together and stop the tears that had been flowing from her eyes. Everyone was still staring at her. Slowly, Abigail got up from her seat and walked towards the back corner booth, it was the only one with a window that looked out into the alley, she wanted to see what was going on.Abigail could not hear anything that was said, but she could tell the conversation was anything but calm. Suddenly she saw it, Mr.Goldbergs eyes flashed yellow, and Daniel’s flashed the color of midnight. She could believe what she had just seen. Abigail was completely engrossed as she watched pitch black wings extrude from Daniels back, he was the epitome of Death in its purest form. The whole scene played out in front of her as if she was watching a movie. The glowing eyes, the wings, the flaming sword. Then a really tall, very frightening woman.
The blood slowly ran down Daniels back and the whip continued to open fresh wounds on his back. The pain was relentless, and excruciating. “Is that all you got?” Daniel screamed at no one in particular, his voice slightly wavering. He was determined not to give whoever was on the other side of the whip the satisfaction of seeing him show weakness. The only response he received was the most unsettling laugh he has ever heard. He looked around and saw nothing but black, charred dirt. It was quiet , which was unusual in Hell. Someone was always screaming. Suddenly the outer circle of the pit he was chained in caught fire. Daniel watched as the fire crawled its way closer to him. He could feel the heat coming off of it. It burned bright, and fierce. All Daniel could see was fire, and in it his mothers face on the day he died. Daniel could no longer hold in his pain and he screamed out in agony. “Danny, my boy I can’t seem to understand why you have made a mess of collecting one simple s
Daniel walked for hours around the city. He was determined to go anywhere other than back to the Bostonian. He had so many things running through his head. His father sends Wyatt to see if he can be saved and stop the war that both sides have been waiting for. Elizabeth and him having a son and he’s eleven, and his life's in the same danger as Elizabeths. Daniel just wanted to walk away from all of this. How he wished that it had been Wyatt that was Forsaken instead of him. He felt everything way too much to be cut out for this job. These twelve years of soul collecting. So many souls collected for a war that might never happen. So many people sacrificed for what. The thoughts were stuck in a loop in his head. All of his mistakes were circling him.He didn’t know if what Wyatt was saying was true. But if his father had gone behind his brother's back to stop something that had been set in motion since Lucifer fell, then wouldn't Gabriel be cast out as well. Daniel needed to clear hi
“So how are we gonna handle the Angel problem?” Lust asked as she walked into the bar. Envy, Greed, and Wrath were sitting at a table in the corner. They had taken the lead, leaving the others to just go along with whatever they could come up with. “Personally,” Lust continued. “I would just confront whoever this Angel is. They are interfering with the prophecy and we all know Micheal wants this war just as much as Lucifer. Why send an Angel to protect a soul that rightfully belongs to hell?” Lust was in the beginning stages of one of her famous rants. “It just doesn't make any sense. I mean..”“Yes, we know Lust, but you know what else doesn't make any sense confronting an Angel. We may be the Seven Deadly Sins, but we are still low ranking demons. Do you know how fast an Angel will dispose of us? Pretty fucking fast.” Wrath was right to be fearful. They did not know how powerful the Angel was or who it was, and if his brush with Daniel had taught Wrath anything it was that looks can
Paul and Abigail sat at Abigail’s usual table, drinking their lattes. Paul was trying to act normal, but he was suspicious of Abigail’s mood. She should be dragging and spent, but it seemed as if she was energetic and bouncy. Not the way a person should act when their soul has come in direct contact with Daniel. The conversation between them was one sided as Abigail just kept talking. Paul was doing his best to follow, but he was severely distracted by the blinding brightness that was coming from her soul. It was like it had been fully restored and his siblings and Daniel did nothing. What happened? “Well Abigail it seems you finally got the rest you needed,” Paul stated. “Yeah, well not really.I still woke up at 3am because of the nightmares.But this time my body just kinda shut down afterwards. It was the first time in a long time I didn’t even dream. I think that's why I slept so long. “ She said before taking a big drink of her latte.“I see,” Paul started “So what’s on the age
Boston Mass. !997Abigail was back in the room, the room where she was raped. But all she could see were the shadows of the desks. The room was completely empty. She stood in the middle of the room looking around, it was unreal, nothing had changed. When she looked over at the teacher's desk the memory of what happened to her came back in flashes. She was so drunk that night, it was her first time drinking and Azria had failed to warn her. She could see it clearly, as if she was watching it. This time instead of focusing on the terrible thing Mr. Anderson had done to her, she noticed that his eyes were cobalt, deep like the sea. They were the same color as Azria's. The exact same,the same storm brewing, the same lighting. Everything was the same, it was actually terrifying.As the scene played out in front of her, she realized she was stuck in yet another nightmare. Only instead of reliving the event she was looking at it through a microscope. She also noticed that Mr. Anderson resem
Gabriel stood quietly watching Azazel explain the prophecy to Daniel. Despite the Great Hall feeling peaceful Gabriel was broken inside. He felt an unbearable sadness for his son. The basin quickly changed scenes, Daniel was now standing at Abigail's apartment building. Gabriel could no longer stand to see how far his favorite son had descended into the darkness. Surely his will was stronger than that."Father, you saw didn't you?" Wyatt asked as he made his way through the white marble walls. " He is one of them now. It's too late to save him.""No it's not too late Wyatt." Gabriel was firm in his belief that it was never too late and anyone could be saved. Daniel and Wyatt were like night and day. Literally. Daniel was the well behaved one, the one who would sacrifice himself to save anyone. Wyatt was the trouble- maker, the one who played pranks and would do anything to get out of his responsibilities. It was true that Gabriel knew what would happen to Daniel, he knew from the ver