Alex Pov

Now that everyone has calmed down... I think. as soon as I think that I hear Derek laughing beside me and Troy starting to laugh loudly, a very upset looking man walks out of the cockpit... he is definitely not a pilot though. he's wearing a suit for God's sake and he seems to business like to be a pilot, "Can you all stop laughing!" he says in a gruff voice before he glares at me and Derek in an accusing manner. "Come on Rick, don't be mean to the new guys. especially since they'll have to be part of our act. I wonder how you'll explain it to the media," Troy says before laughing at the end, I look at him and the man with probably the most confused look I've ever had.

"Who is this guy and what is this about an act?!" I say as my eyes glow lightly at being left in the dark on whatever this is! Troy looks to me and then his eyes dart back and forth like he is avoiding eye contact. "Um, Alex. The thing is..."mark cuts off what Troy says, "we're a band. We need a way to keep our true selves a secret while travelling all over. With us having a huge following we can book venues quickly at wherever we are needed for our mission. Also, humans love the stage costumes," he does air quotation marks with his fingers when he says costumes. I stand up and run over to the man that is was just standing there glaring at me and Derek. I put my face in front of his while I'm running and when I stop he jumps back. "And who might you be dear.." I sniff the air slightly, "descendant of the archangel Raphael... and... are you part demon!" My eyes glow brighter as I feel shadows writhing around me. The man gulps before he looks me in the eyes scared, he then bows his head and submits his neck. I take a step back at the obvious submission of a low-class demon. I calm down at the submission before I smile a little guilty, "I'm sorry, I didn't think when I smelt you were a part demon, your demon side is likely very weak so that's why you were surprised and submitted instantly," I bow my head in guilt as he stands up in shock. I hear Derek clear his throat before he put his hand on my shoulder, "What Alex was trying to ask was, what is your name?" Derek hits me over the head causing me to jump a bit and then glare at him. "stop hitting me libido!" I say as I grab him by his shirt in a threatening manner, he smirks at me grabbing his shirt. I let go as I feel my cheeks heat up a bit, the man who was just shaking a minute ago was now tilting his head in curiosity before, "my name is Sett..." I look up now with my eyes aflame and glaring at Sett. "how the hell!" I feel my words taking on my dormant leader, the side of me I have kept hidden for eight centuries. "I'm the son of Set and a descendent of an archangel. the archangel side also had a bit of demon blood, so I'm not classed as part demon," he covers his mouth with his eyes wide, "I didn't mean to say any of that," he mumbles into his hands.

"It seems you don't use your eyes dear Sett! how could you forget me? Our fathers were the best of friends. The backstabbing prick and the tyrant! their firstborns cursed!" I feel my power pulse through my body as I shake violently. "they called us cursed but only because we were fr stronger than them! I killed your father for you!" I scream at the top of my lungs as tears stream down my face. "I killed him so you would be free of the whipping and the electrocution... I save my dear friend from a fate far worse than death... how can you forget m..." Sett cuts me off by hugging me. "shhh... its okay Alex. I never forgot you or your sacrifice... I'm sorry I didn't say that sooner, I had to make sure you weren't one of the other princes," I hug him back as I cry so many tears I've held back since I last saw him

Sett pushes me back a bit as his face becomes stern and serious, "What did he do to you after you killed my father?" I shake my head as my face becomes vacant of emotions, "I can't tell you or anyone else here. I'm not ready..." I say as I weakly smile and I pat his left shoulder.

Troy jumps in the middle of us and holds my shoulders as he jumps up and down, "Can we play a game!?" I smile at him as I nod my head. "Does everyone want to play?!" Troy shouts and we hear small grumbling from everyone except me and Derek. "What kind of game Troy?" Mark asks as he is lying across what was his and troy's seats with a menacing smirk on his face.