Yeah she's passed out. Welcome back young ones, let's continue. 

APOLLYON'S POV
"Hey old man. Why did we take this kid?"
"I've told you, he slipped the system."
Slipped the system my ass. As I sat in the back seat with my father, I realized how under dressed I am for this stupid thing. 

'What stupid thing?' you might ask. It'll be explained like now.

"As my son, you need to view the records of lives."
"Why can't you have your hot secretary to do it?"
"She was fired."
"Wow."
He looked over at me and then sighed before turning back to his tablet. I scoffed and looked out the window, completely over this already. As we drove through the streets of hell, it dawned on me. 
"Old man."
"Mm."
"How come I'm not in the human world, overseeing your business and shit?"
"You ask me that now?"
"Yeah and? What's the issue?"
"Soon."
"Soon?!"
"Yes."
"..."
"..."
We sat in silence after that. Like heavy silence. Finally we pulled up to his office in hell and we walked in. I saw every fine piece of ass and took note on who I should take home later. 
"Welcome sir. The record room is ready for you."
"I won't be looking today, my son is."
"SIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGH"
"Oh! I see. Is he the records we'll be looking at today?"
I looked behind me and saw the driver dragging Azreal in after us.
"Yes. Take my son and that boy to the records room."
"Yes sir."
The man behind the desk walked around and grabbed Azreal, laying him on a stretcher. I blinked in shock but then remembered they are magic users as well. 
"If you'll follow me." the guy said. 
I put my hands in my pocket and then was stopped by a huff. 
"Son. If you value this boy, fix your attire."
"I may value him, but I won't CHANGE for him."
"I say you should!" the guy chirped in.
I turned and looked at him. He looked so normal..black straight hair, black eyes, nice smile, human looking skin. He could be fun. I sighed and snapped my fingers. My t-shirt and jeans turned into a three piece pin-stripped suit.
"Happy?" I spoke before walking off. 

IN THE RECORDS ROOM
"Now that I've got his brain plugged into our system, we can review his life and why he deserves to be down here. The green button there starts the timeline, the orange button is the fast forward, the blue is the pause or stop, and the red is the rewind button. Try not to use the orange and red too much as it affect the brain."
"Why the fuck.."
"Satan invented it. Not us." he cut me off. 
I sighed and pressed the green button. A big screen appeared and I saw Azreal from his babyhood. 
"Yeah..I don't care about this." I muttered.
"Feel free to skip ahead to the years that matter." The guy said before he left. 
I decied to skip to his 4th year of age. That's normally when kids begin to disobey. 

After hours of looking through his life, he's got nothing intresting. Clearly he didn't know that he was born Apollo's 15th son. 
"Someone's pull out game is weak." I laughed. 
Just as I went to turn off the system, I saw Azreal in high school. He was pushed against a wall. 
"What the hell..?"
"Come on bitch boy! Hand over the money or get the swirly!" 
"Just leave..leave me alone please.."
"'Just..just leave me alone'" the other boy mocked him.
I watched this in slight shock. He was bullied? And this looks bad..he was beaten, pushed around, targeted for sick pranks. I've seen all kinds of things in hell but this...is this what people on earth do? My thoughts were interrupted by a painful scream. 
"Ow what the fuck!!" I shouted.
My eyes shot up to the screen and the sight shocked me. I seen Azreal on the street. Blood pooling from his head. His arms and legs out of place. He..
"..commited suicide..?" I spoke.
I stopped the playback and left the room. Why is this such a shock to me? Why? Why? WHY?! 
"God damn it..." I left the building and walked along the street slowly. This...is something him and I have to talk about.