Y/N POV
I flew further into the heavens faster than my wings have ever taken me. Everything was so calm, no tension in the air. Heaven never looked so beautiful - the mix of the red, black and white colours all together, all the demons and angels mixing together. The children with black and white wings. Some with hallows, some with horns, some with none, some with both. It was everything you could ever ask for. There was no more pain and no chaos unless it was called for.

"Love, the ceremony is going to start." Your soon to be husband, Tom, grabbed your hand. He kissed your black engagement ring.

"Euphoria looked beautiful from up here. Tom, I never stopped and looked at it." After the merger of Heaven and Hell, Tom and I renamed it. It was our home. Our kingdom.

"It really does, love. We can look at it for however long we want after our honeymoon."

"Aren't you not supposed to see me on our wedding day?"

"I don't believe in that mundane myth, love." He pulled me closer to his chest wrapping his arms around me.

"Well I do."

"Okay, love. I will see you down the aisle when you officially become my queen." He kissed my cheek slowly flying down to get ready for our wedding and coronation.

"I was always your queen Tommy."

"You know it, Darling." The ground around us started to shake. Everywhere around us was shaking, including the sky.

"Tom, Tom what's happening." He looked hurt. He wasn't telling me something.

"Tommy, tell me, please!" He came closer to me putting his chin on my head.

"We're dying Y/N."

"W-what?"

"We're dying, love, it's the prophecy; a royal angel and the king of Hell will be mated together; if pulled apart, they will die. We aren't together physically and it's killing us."

"Then how are you here? Am I dreaming?"

"I thought that too, but I think maybe it's our souls trying to be together one last time."

"I don't want to die, Tommy."

"I don't either, Y/N."

"Stay with me...till we go." My voice cracked as my tears spilled onto his shirt, as the world around us shook violently, everything falling apart.

"Always."

No POV
Both families rushed to prepare the sick love birds. Alfred had dressed Y/N in a simple white dress. Her wings were down to its last row of feathers, her bones displayed right under them.

Harrison put Tom in a black shirt and a pair of jeans. He looked as if he was already dead, his bones prominent, his face pale. He was not a king, but a corpse.
Both were taken to their respective portals, each meeting in the living room of where they found the lovers first.

"What do we do now?" Bruce asked. "They're here." He's never seen anyone look so dead. Let alone his own daughter.

"It looks like it's too late," Jason said, taking a step towards them. Nikki held her hand out, keeping him from coming any closer.

"You have to back away from them. The power that might be released if we are too late can wipe out the earth. We need to bind them. Draw a circle of heavenly fire and Hell's light and put candles around it."

Sam, Tom's younger brother, came along to help. He grabbed a piece of chalk from the woman's hand and drew half a circle. He then began drawing the symbols. he grabbed the other chalk, connecting the two. When the symbols were finished, the floor beneath the pair slightly glowed. Everyone took a far step back.

Tom and Y/N did nothing as the circle glowed more intensely. Then suddenly, it stopped glowing. The room was silent. Dick and Jason fell to their knees

"Y/N." They muttered.

Harry and Harrison were consoling Nikki.

"It was supposed to work!" Bruce yells out at the crying mother. "It was supposed to work."
His voice quivered as he slowly slid down the wall behind him. The remaining boys comforted the others.

They lost.