First Horseman
When I landed in my room I immediately fell to the floor exhausted. That fight took more out of me than it should have. I heard a knock on my door as Lord Death came to my side. "Are you alright my boy?" He seemed more worried than I've ever seen him before. "I'll be fine, that fight just wore me out more than I anticipated." I ran to the bathroom and spilled what little was in my stomach into the toilet. Lord Death spoke hushed words into the air summoning a nurse who was there in a blink of the eye.
"Lord Arius, it looks like you've been cursed. Your powers have been cut almost in two." The nurse told me after examining me. Lord Death's sockets filled with blue flames angry that someone had cursed his right hand. "When I find who did this to you my boy I will personally wipe them from existence I swear on my crown." The nurse was excused and Lord Death told me to get some rest and left right behind her. I laid on my bed staring at the ceiling in disbelief. No one should have been able to curse me except a leader class then again the Black Hand was much stronger than even The Demon King so anything was possible.
When I finally drifted to sleep I found myself standing at the top of the central tower in the Silver City kneeling in front of The Creator as he sat on his massive throne with his right hand, Michael, by his side. "Arius Mortis right hand of Lord Death?" The Creators voice vibrated my teeth, I looked around and saw that two High Seraphs held chains that felt like they were ripping my soul out of my body. "Listen to me and listen well boy, I need you to make a small task force consisting of at least one of every race to take down the Black Hand. The first will be an angel, so go find her."
I woke up sweating with Lord Death by my side. "Lord Death? What are you doing here?" He stood and handed me my crown from yesterday. "The Creator informed me of your task so get going if you want you can take my scythe or yours. But I need you back soon so don't take too long." With that he left and my armour and both of our scythes popped up by the front door. I got out of my bed and washed up. I looked into the mirror and stared at my reflection for a few minutes looking at every inch of it. My eyes shone gold as I activated some energy to call out to Björn. "Björn come to the right hands chambers immediately!" I ordered and before I knew it Björn was standing at attention behind me.
"You called my lord?" I stood up straighter and motioned for him to loosen up. "I need the twins, I'm not sure when I'll be back and I've already chose them to be in a top secret mission I just need you and Paula to watch over Lord Death's office. While I am gone you will be acting as the right hand, your word is law understood?" Björn stood there shocked at my words. "Understood my lord." He pulled out a scroll and spoke into the air commanding the twins to come to my chambers. After a few minutes the twins entered my room and knelt before simultaneously saluting and saying yes m'lord.
"Stand boys," I ordered before dawning my armour, "we're going to the Silver City there's an especially powerful angel that we need to persuade to join a task force The Creator tasked me with forming." A small bag popped out of nowhere and landed on my bed. I looked inside and found four small balls of solidified energy each with a small symbol written in either: angelic, demonic, dragonic, or Lord Death's personal language. I sighed and tied the bag to my belt and motioned for the twins to stand up. "Lets go boys time to catch a pigeon."