The Strongest

"Sir excuse my sudden intrusion but she's appeared!" An angel yelled as he charged into Michael's office. Michael was confused for a moment before jumping out of his chair and running to the surveillance room with the angel.

"I'm going to contact Lucifer immediately!" Michael said as he saw the black blip in hell, "He needs to know of her return!"

"There's no way!" Pestilence yelled as Damian pulled the sword out of his chest. Black wings came out of Damian's back and his eyes suddenly opened. Wind destroyed the ground as it raced towards Pestilence and he barely had time to block Damian's fist as the Nephilim closed the distance between them in the blink of an eye. The force of his punch sent Pestilence tumbling away and with a flash of blue light Damian appeared behind him. He narrowly avoided Damian's kick as he slammed his foot on the ground and caused a giant hole in it.

"There's no doubt that your back," Pestilence started as he stood a few feet from the silent Nephilim, "but I want to know ho-"

"Shut up." Damian said as he slammed Pestilence's mouth shut with a fierce kick to his chin. He stumbled back while hold his jaw and before he could open his mouth Damian grabbed him by the face. Damian gave him a cold glare before he smashed Pestilence into the dirt several times and threw him down hard enough to bounce back up. Damian grabbed his foot and slammed him into the ground again before kicking him away.

'You're not very elegant are you?' The woman said in Damian's head, 'I'm not nearly as brutal as you.'

'That's how I do things.' Damian told her as he watched Pestilence stand up, 'It leaves a lasting impression.'

'I think you waste too much energy like that.' She told him with a serious tone, 'Try moving more fluidly instead of focusing on one attack at a time. Leave him with no time to think.'

'Alright.' Damian said before he was hit by a barrage of angelic weapons, 'This is one hell of a day.'

'It seems Heaven has noticed my soul.' She explained, 'They are likely going to kill you if you don't fight back.'

'Who were you before you died?' Damian asked as he turned into blue light and appeared next to the weapons laying on the ground.

'I was Death.' She told him with a cold voice, 'The angels hate the four of us because we represent the fall of the living world. I was not a good person but I never truly wanted humanity to die while the other three did. That's why they killed me.'

"I suggest you leave." Damian told the angels, "You're none of my concern but I won't hesitate to kill you if you stand in my way."

"You are to come to Heaven Death! Any resistance will be met with force!" An angel yelled and he scowled when Damian gave him the middle finger, "Have it your way!"

"Well that was close." Damian said with a mocking tone as he avoided an angelic spear before he appeared behind them with a flash of blue light, "I warned you fools."

"What?!" The angel asked before he was stabbed through the chest and Damian disappeared again when they tried to grab him. Pestilence couldn't believe his eyes when Damian reappeared and a vortex of slashes cut though the group of angels. Damian walked towards him as the angels collapsed to the ground and Pestilence couldn't help but feel fear overtake him.

"You weren't this strong before!" Pestilence yelled as he instinctively took a step back, "This isn't what War told me!"

"I'm sick of hearing your voice." Damian said with a cold tone that terrified the man, "I'll be fair and put my sword away. Does that sound good to you?"

'What are you doing?' Death asked him as he dropped his sword and scabbard on the ground, 'Just finish him.'

"You're certainly different now Death!" Pestilence told him as he charged towards Damian but as he reached him Damian kicked his left side before kicking the right side of his jaw. The woman decided her best bet was to leave before Damian turned his attention to her as he unleashed a flurry of punches and kicks to Pestilence before hitting his chest with a heavy punch and sent him tumbling away.

'Now I'm going to finish this.' Damian told Death as he held his hand out and his sword and scabbard flew to him.

"You bastard!" Pestilence yelled through broken teeth as he charged towards him. Damian hit him across the face with his scabbard and making him stumble back as he raised his sword up. Damian swung his sword straight down and sliced Pestilence in half with a wave of energy. Damian's body returned to normal as his sword turned back into a bracelet and he disappeared in a flash of light. He reappeared near Millie's home and saw her parents tending to her wounded leg.

"Where the hell did you get off to?" Blitz asked him while walking over to him.

"Just handling some business." Damian explained and Blitz punched his arm in a playful fashion.

"We had to stop Striker without your help because you just decided you wanted to fuck around somewhere." Blitz explained as they watched Moxxie stand up for Millie, "Now if you'll excuse me I have a Moxxie to fuck with."