Azrael the Angel of Death.

The skies of hell are littered with thousands of Angels and Devils all doing their best to slaughter each other. The fighting is really intense and bloody, many from both sides have already lost their lives, the severed heads and broken bodies of the fallen are lying below the fighting.

Caius had just arrived to the battlefield, he noticed that the devils are actually losing more warriors then the angels. The angels unfortunately have an advantage over the devils holy power. Devils have an extream weakness to holy power, even just being near it is enough to send shivers down our spine, not to mention actually coming in contact with holy power, the pain is unbearable for most devils.

Caius flies high into the sky way above the fighting, he raises his left hand into the sky, a ball of sinister looking black flames start to gather above his hand. The ball of flames just keep on getting bigger and bigger, eventually reaching the size of a meteor.

"All devils retreat." Caius projects his voice to all devils.

The devils hear the voice and immediately retreat. The voice isn't the reason they're retreating, no they can feel a horrifying amount of devil power coming from above them, power beyond anything they've felt before, it exerts a tremendous amount of pressure on the devils, it's opressing.

All the devils pull back much to the confusion of the angels they were fighting, the angels in their confusion haven't yet noticed Caius. A few moments later, the angels can feel a suffocating demonic power coming from above them. They all look up towards the power terrified by what they see. It's a massive ball of terrifying black flames, they all seem to realize who the flames belong to, it can only be him, The Wrath Of Hell. The angels start trying to run away, terrified of being caught up in those flames. However it's too late for many of the angels, The ball of flame starts flying at the them with incredible speed, many angels aren't fast enough and get swalled by the flames, they don't even have a chance to scream because they're instantly vaporized by the flames, a kindness on Caius's part, a quick painful death instead of a long slow one.

Suddenly out of nowhere the flames dissapear much to the surprise of the devils and the relief of the angels who were about to be swallowed by said flames. Standing just behind said flames is a handsome boy with an expressionless face. He has straight raven black hair that falls on his shoulders and pitch black eyes that look darker then the deepest abyss.

"Azrael." Caius glares at the boy cautiously.

"I can see why they call you hellflame Caius. You're flames are absolutely terrifying." Caius can't tell if he's being sarcastic, Azrael's emotionless face and emotionless voice makes it really hard to tell if he's serious or being sarcastic. Caius doesn't know if he should be offended or not.

"I'm curious Azrael are you afraid of death?" Caius asks with a smirk on his face.

Azrael tilts his head slightly seemingly contemplating my question. "No I'm not afraid of death, everyone has to die eventually, even me."

"What about God, will he too eventually die?"

This causes actual emotion to spread across Azraels face, he frowns clearly unhappy with what Caius said.

"Enough talk Caius, I've been ordered to exterminate you and that is what I shall do." Azrael narrows his eyes as he looks at me.

Hmmm... my comment must of really pissed him off. Caius thinks to himself intrigued.

Azrael suddenly vanishes and reappears directly behind Caius with a sword in hand. Azrael slashes at Caius's back, but Azrael's blade hits nothing but air, Caius manages to dodge Azrael's swing.

Man he's fast. Caius thinks to himself surprised.

Caius notices that Azrael isn't using his scythe.

"You're not using your scythe?" Caius asks curious.

"That is none of your concern devil." Azrael rushes at Caius swinging his sword in a sideways arch towards Caius's head trying to finish this fight quickly, however Caius dodges his attack. Azrael doesn't give Caius time to catch his breath and continuously swings his sword at Caius. Caius manages to dodge every strike seemingly with ease. Caius jumps back, "My turn now." Caius has a massive smile on his face. Caius raises his arm and slashes downward towards Azrael sending a blade of fire towards Azrael. Azrael like he did with the giant ball of flames quickly dissipates the flames, however this is what Caius wanted. Caius flickers behind Azrael who thanks to the flames had lost sight of Caius. Caius swings his Naginata towards Azrael but Azrael seemingly senses Caius behind him and uses his blade to block Caius's attack at the last second. The attack was so powerful that Azrael is sent flying down towards the ground. Azrael hits the ground with a loud bang causing a massive crater to form.

Caius flicks his wrist upwards causing a massive wall of flames to raise from the crater.

"Heh that was easy." Caius says casually.

"Unfortunately it won't be that easy."

Suddenly a sword bursts through Caius's chest.

Caius looks down at the blade. "Uhh." Caius growns as blood dribbles from his mouth.

"Hehehe I knew it wouldn't be that easy. Caius says bitterly.

Even though it may not seem like it Caius is in sever pain, A weird magical power is reeking havoc throughout his body weakening his regeneration.

"What is this power?" Caius asks through gritted teeth.

"It's my death magic, anyone touched by this magic usually dies instantly, curious that you're still alive."

"Well I'm not just anyone." Caius kicks backwards causing Azrael to jump backwards.

Caius grabs his wound and tries to speed up his regeneration, but the death magic is still interfering with his regeneration. Seems like Caius has no choice but to fight with his current injury.

Caius looks at Azrael determination in his gaze, he can't die here, he promised Grayfia he'd return to her.

Caius and Azrael's fight carry on for three whole days, neither having advantage over the other, the fight was really intense. The field below is littered with massive craters and black flames.

In the sky a tired and heavily injured Azrael and Caius are staring each other down, both of their armor have been ripped to shreds, there's barely anything covering their bodies, exposing all the cuts and bruises covering their injured bodies.

"It's... time... we end... this." Caius says breathing heavily and wipes blood from his lips.

"Agreed." Azrael says determinedly.

Caius and Azrael rush at each other again with their weapons raised. *Booom!!!* Their weapons collide causing massive shockwaves. They clash a few more times causing more shockwaves, *Boom!!! Boom!!! Boom!!!* Their shockwaves could be felt by everyone that's how powerful their blows are.

Somewhere in a completely white room, a group of people with blonde hair and blue eyes are sitting around a table, they all look like they're related.

"It seems their fight will end soon." One of them say with a hint of worry in his tone.

In Caius's tent Grayfia looks towards the sky with a worried expression. "Please win." She begs.

Caius and Azrael rush towards each other ready to clash again, however there's a faint smile on Caius's face. "Ahhhhhhhhg!!!!" Caius and Azrael swing their weapons at one another, as their weapons collide, instead of the usual boom sound there's a *Crrrracckkkkkkkkk* A terrifying cracking sound permeates through the air. Azrael is shocked at what happens next, his trusty sword that's said to be near unbreakable suddenly breaks into pieces, but that's not all that happens, Azrael's body suddenly bursts into a cloud of blood. "Ahhhhh!!!" Azrael yells as he feels his body being ripped apart.

Azrael drops from the sky and falls down to the ground.

A bloody and tired Caius follows him down, he lands next to Azrael's limp body.

Finally it's over. Caius thinks to himself happily.

*Cough! Cough!* Azrael coughs up some blood. "What... was that?" Azrael asks his voice sounding very weak.

Caius looks down at his defeated foe, he decides to answer considering Azrael will die soon. "I call it tremor magic, that's what I used to destroy your body, if I had more magic I would've just killed you immediately."

A resigned look spreads across Azrael's face. "Well get it over with, I've lost." Azrael closes his eyes and waits.

"Very well." Caius raises his naginata and then thrusts downward stabbing his blade through Azrael's heart.

"Arghh!" Azrael groans as the naginata pierces his heart. Caius watches as the life drains from his eyes. Azrael eventually takes his last breath, causing Caius to finally breath a sigh of relief.

Suddenly a short angel with white wings appears behind Caius, he's holding some sort of metal cube in his hands.

Caius turns around, surprised by the intruder. There was no one near them, so how the hell did he appear behind Caius.

"Metatron you've come to die aswell." Caius bluffs, he knows he can't beat Metatron with the remaining power he has right now.

"No, I know I cannot beat you in a fight nor can we kill you, but we can atleast seal you." Metatron says with a cocky smile on his face.

"What?" Caius asks confused.

Metatron suddenly throws the cube foward, a blinding light appears from the cube. The light eventually dissapears and the cube falls to the ground.

Caius however has seemed to dissapear.

"Wow it actually worked." Metatron says excitedly.

Before Metatron can pick up the cube, a beam of demonic power is shot at him.

"Who?" Metatron looks at the sky to see a devil with blue hair and aquamarine blue eyes.

"Where is lord Gremory?" The man asks furious.

"Who knows?" Metatron shrugs casually.

"I guess I'll have to beat it out of you." The man says annoyed.

The war resumes, the angels and devils that ran beforehand all make their way back onto the ruined battlefield to resume their war.