Azrael pov:"What are you doing here? What are you planning?!" I stand and yank against my cuffs, wishing to rip his throat out."Quick to anger, are we my dear Azy?" I felt my blood boil when he used that name. Breathing hard through my nose I sit down and try not to let this man get to me."No one's gonna see or hear us... it's just you and me Azrael." He points to the camera and tilts his head, hiding his face behind the mask."So what? You out me and hope the justice system takes care of me? I'll have them paid off in an hour." He laughs and shakes his head, leaning back in his chair."No, I know better than that. I just needed to get close to you. You've been hiding and it's been hard keeping track." I felt my stomach drop, this was nothing more than flushing me out of hiding."What do you want then? There's not much you can take from me right now." I lean forward and stare him down, trying to call his bluff.He lets out a deep sigh and reaches up to his face, removing the mask w

Azrael pov:"Stay with him.""Why? I can help!""No, you can't. I don't want anything happening to you. So you're staying here, with Jeremy." I pointed to the man sitting on our couch. He waves with a mouth full of sour candy and a smile."You treat me like a child." Amilia crosses her arms and stares me down but I wasn't having it."You're pregnant and prone to injury. Stay home and I'll be back. Maybe I'll even bring you some food." I kiss her cheek and leave the house before she can stop me.Damien waited for me in the car, smoking a cig as I got in. She stands at the door with a sour expression but I blow her a kiss and have Damien drive off. We move carefully through the city, Greenwood's men and police are looking for us."Any ideas where she's at?" He asked, stopping at a red light. I groan and sit back in my seat, pissed with myself."Yeah, Claudio got a tip." I stare out the window, watching people and buildings pass by."No one blames you." He offers but I roll my eyes. Taki

Azrael pov:A month of work had gone by. My men and Greenwood's fight for turf, many die and many more join to end this all. Everyone is on edge, unsure how any of this will play out.We were getting hurt more often, hiding from the public, and doing everything in our power to kill his men. It's gotten to the point where Jeremy and Amilia had to help, she's taken to work since the incident.She is crueler and colder than before but I understood, she lost something dear to her. I did my best to lead us down a path that would have less casualties and have a possibility for survival.Each day that past made me feel crazy, I needed to see Ryker, I needed to end this all. This is neither here nor there at the moment, I was in the car with Jeremy and Amilia. He drove batshit crazy as police chased us through the city "They're catching up!" I shouted from the back seat. He laughed and turned the music up louder."As if!" Shifting the gear he pressed the gas and slipped between two cars befo

Azrael pov:I felt light, really light...My eyes shot open and I was gasping for air, I looked around to find a vast open field. My heart is racing at this point, the last thing I remember is being on top of my building.I was holding Ryker and then the building... it fell into the river, so why am I here? Standing to my feet I looked around and saw nothing but more of the wide open feild. The sun above me was blinding, the clouds were fluffy and spread out.A noise behind me pulled my attention away from the sky. Looking back I saw a familiar building. It was the one Ryker and I used to play in, only it looked brand new. No damages to the outside, instead it gave a warm and cozy feeling when looking at it.Carefully and cautiously I walked towards it, going up the stairs as I held the railing. The porch didn't creak nor did it look as damaged as it used to. Grabbing the handle to the door I slowly opened it to reveal the inside.It was fully furnished, the old, moldy, and broken fur

Azrael:1 year laterA year ago from now everything was extremely hectic. We were basically at war, fighting for our lives, and watching people close to us die. Now I'm happy and in Paris with the love of my life.Time flies and it's so wild. I was 25 when I met Amilia, still young and uncaring of everything around me. I'm 29 now, I have goals and ambitions that I want. I'm a different person from then and I couldn't be happier.We'd been here for about a year and we're finally having the wedding. I wanted to do it immediately but Amilia thought it'd be better to wait and give us time to relax from everything. I'm glad we did. It just gave me more time to appreciate her.I smooth out my tux to try and calm myself. Looking into the mirror I found my reflection. My hair was shorter again, it was long for some time. I looked a little older but not by much.The door to my room busted open and my men fell in with happy smiles on their faces. They hugged me and cheered me on about getting m