#matthewalexander

Whatever chance Mathias got to leave the castle, he took. Sure there was a lot of work to be done, but he didn’t want to think about it nor do it. So he opted to just sneak away to the village. There he could walk around and not think about his new responsibilities or whatever bothered him. He could just enjoy the Russian air and walk along the streets of the place he once lived. 

It helped greatly that Matthew had taken up residence there too. When he found out his father was in charge of the church, Mathias had a very good laugh. There was something funny about a fallen angel being in charge of a church, and if you had told Mathias this would happen way back then, he would have called bullshit. Things were different now though. He was a councilman in a world ruled by witches, and Matthew was a priest (or something close to that). 

He stepped into the church and sat down in the pews at the front. It was quiet and peaceful there. The necromancer could see why people would come to places like this often. Since there didn’t look like there was anyone around, Mathias spoke freely, “Should I say bless me father for I have sinned? Or does the demon blood in me make me exempt from blessings?”

He held his breath in disbelief. There was once a time where Mathias didn’t think he’d ever live through a war. He had read about them yes, but thought that he would never be thrown into battle. Coming to Krovs changed that. He fought more often than not, taking the side of the vampires despite seeing people do otherwise. This war was different though, because this war had already happened. 

None of this was right. Going back in time was certainly new, and seeing that some had just reverted to who they were two hundred years ago was not what he expected. Mathias had to find people though. He ran through the various encampments, trying to keep a low profile and avoid anyone who might cause harm. His feet were taking him somewhere, and rather than fight it, he went along with it. That was how he ran into his father. It was a surprise to see Matthew (two hundred years younger). The necromancer froze in place, realizing that perhaps he could change their future right now. “M-Matthew?”

He knocked on the demon’s door, and waited for him to answer. 

“...It’s me. Can I uh...stay with you for a bit?”

The day had finally come, and Mathias was ready to face his twin. He had managed to survive the attack on the castle, but that was child’s play compared to what he had in store for him. Matthew was going to aid him, and Mathias did end up asking Heinrich to come as well. The necromancer was still nervous abotu that, mostly because he wasn’t sure what Heinrich was going to see. 

He had everything prepared when he went to Matthew’s suite, and knocked at his door. “Hey, it’s me...A-Are you ready for this?”. He didn’t know why he was asking his father that question, and he figured it was more fr himself than anything else. 

Zeke had been on his mind ever since Matthew told him that his brother wanted his head. Mathias didn’t like knowing he’d have to kill his brother again for the second time, but it was what had to be done. 

“Where are we going to do this?”

He found the Chief of Staff and rushed over to him, “Hey! Uh...Can we talk?”

It was nice having set regulars who would come to the coffee shop. Those were the ones who Mathias would have their orders already done by the time they came through the front door. They would all be greeted with a kind smile, as well as an affectionate purr from Baph, who was always on the counter.

One of the regulars (who wasn’t at the shop every day but came enough) was a man named Matthew. Mathias didn’t know much about the man, other than the fact that he was pretty nice and had been coming to the shop for a long time. His order was always easy, a skinny latte (which Seth made) and the occasional small scone. As Matthew walked in, Mathias smiled and waved at him. “Good morning, Mr. Matthew. I have your order right here for you”.

For the first time ever, Mathias wasn’t avoiding Matthew and was actively trying to track the demon down. After his talk with Wicek, he was pretty much set on talking with Matthew about what happened. Mathias was sure if he was angry or hurt by the angel’s actions. Of course, the necromancer was to blame too, but he still saw Matthew as the evil one out of the both of them. 

When he tracked Matthew down, the demon was all over a master. Clearly Matthew wasn’t taking things as nicely as Mathias thought he would. The necromancer wasn’t going to make it any better either. He strode over to the two and practically yelled at the chief of staff, “You’re a grade A piece of shit you know that?!”

The one person Mathias was actually fearful to face again, after attacking them, was Matthew. Both of them exchanged words and fists basically, and their motives were exposed. The one good thing was that Matthew finally referred to Mathias as his son, even though it was during a threat. Mathias was also able to speak to the kinder side of the angel. That side expressed his regret and Mathias promised him that he would try to make things better again. That was why he stood outside of Matthew’s suite, knocking at his door. 

He wasn’t overly thrilled, because he wasn’t sure what Matthew was going to do. Mathias almost had the man beat until he had his evil half show up. Although he did get to see his father’s true power and true form. What used to be hate was now respect. He waited patiently for Matthew to answer the door, keeping guard up as he did.