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More company arrived, this time it seemed that a third Horseman had arrived. Ulthane turned at looked at the new arrival. He expected a male, but it was a woman, taunting and threatening the angels of the group. This must be Fury thought Ulthane, knowing of only one female horseman. She was spiteful towards the, threatening to cut off wings.

Ulthane leaned down to Audrey. "Lots of people seem to hate your kind." He said, looking over to Fury and Strife. He could understand the hatred as the cause of this whole mess was Abbadon, who was an angel before he fell into the darkness of the Destroyer.

"ENOUGH! We have problems galore with the Charred Council, and you fools want to bicker amongst ourselves." He looked at Strife and Fury "Do you two think if I wanted them dead, they wouldn't be? Do I look mad to you? They are here under to help me, and by proxy you two. I have no control over whether you two come or go, but if you wish to stay at my side, follow my lead" War walked away from the motley little crown and sat, waiting, waves of anger roiling off of him.

Audrey nodded at Ulthane's comment. It was true. The Horsemen didn't seemed too fond of her kind. If only there was a way to change their minds...

Then suddenly, War began to speak, telling everyone to stop bickering and just get along... maybe until this whole thing ends. She agreed, looking down at the ground of ashes.

"Um... I didn't get to finish telling you about why I brought up Uriel..." Audrey spoke quietly, afraid to look at Fury or Strife.

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"I have never doubted your loyalty, sister, nor will I. And as far as you two angering me I think you both enjoy entirely too much. Have you seen Death Sister? I had thought he would come to try and reign me in sooner than later"

Audrey walked towards a cliff's wall and leaned her back on it. She was only a few feet away from the group.

The young angel woman sighed. Why did the portal to the White City have to be closed for 100 of years? Why? Audrey just wished that it would open again... so that she could see her mother and friends again.

But it looked like these guys meant business, not being friends. The young one bit her lower lip, thinking of the White City.

" And you'd be right my brother, " Death spoke he ride along on his pale horse towards them not giving much expression most likely would be that you coudn't see his face through his long hooded cloak that he was wearing, He was carrying his scythe in his right hand and holding the reigns to his horse in the other once he reached about a foot and half in front of them he got of his horse and procedded to stand before War and the rest of his siblings he stood tall and straight his long hooded stares would be enough to send chills running down one's spine he has always been the most mature out of the four and most refined.

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"If it isn't the true leader of the Horsemen." Strife said as he gave Death a rather bored look. Strife had never found Death to be that great, but he wasn't about to say that to his elder brother.
"I guess you and I will have more time to spend together now." Strife said slyly to Fury as he kept another eye on war. "Who knows for sure what insanity our brothers will need on this quest."

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Fortuna looked to Strife,who was clearly expressing his dislike towards him.
He then sighed,then thought of Abaddon.
''I never liked him anyway. We are banished because of him.''
He raised his brow,and asked: ''So,what is the plan?''