Carry On My Wayward Son - Prologue
Hey guys, it's me again. I know I am writing two other Supernatural fanfictions right now, but I just got major inspiration. I read "Hunter's Angel" by Gabriels_Wings and I got a big burst of inspiration so here we are.
This is gonna be a serious fic and it will probably contain a lot of feels. It'll feature Destiel and Sabriel but will also deal with a lot of other characters including Michael, Lucifer, Raphael, God, the Darkness, Bobby, and a lot of others. I have a lot planned and it's gonna be kind of like Seasons 4 and 5 but it will have my own twist on it.
So, um. I have never attempted anything this... ambitious before. Like I really wanna make this story big and epic so. We'll see how this goes. Wish me luck!
Much love, Fae Fae.
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I do not own Supernatural.
Prologue
This story begins with war. It is a war unlike any other—ancient and biblical. It is a war of gods and angels, of brothers and sisters. Loyalties were tested. Bonds were broken. History was forever altered. Nothing would be the same in Heaven, on Earth, or in Hell. It was the war that ended with the banishment of God's most beloved son and the departure of God himself. It ended with the "good son" wondering what he did wrong. It ended with all angels distancing themselves from humanity, reeling from the loss of their Father. It ended with nothing but tragedy, heartbreak, and despair for all.
It began with the creation of angels. Michael—the firstborn son of God. He was the strongest, most powerful archangel. God created the warrior to help him battle his sister, the Darkness. In order for God to follow through with his plan, his sister needed to be locked away. She would only destroy the creations he planned to make. But Michael was not enough. So God made Lucifer.
Lucifer was God's favorite—his "perfect" creation. Lucifer was beautiful in every sense of the word. He shone far brighter than Michael ever did. He was a better warrior, smarter, swifter, stronger, more emotional. For in Lucifer, God placed some emotions—emotions that he had left out of Michael. Lucifer was his first experiment; most of his qualities would be later placed into humanity. The success of Lucifer only increased God's love for him.
But even Lucifer in all his glory was not enough to defeat the Darkness. The Darkness had all of God's power and then some.
So God made Raphael, modeling him after Michael. He thought that perhaps another cold-blooded warrior would help matters. Raphael was ruthless like both of his brothers—in fact, even more so. But still, the Darkness would not fall or yield to God's commands.
In a final attempt to stop his sister, God created Gabriel. Gabriel was the youngest, and, like Lucifer, God bestowed emotions into Gabriel. He made Gabriel the most "human" of all the archangels, but still made sure he was just as strong a warrior as his brothers. Upon the creation of Gabriel, the Darkness faced five extremely powerful foes. With Gabriel's help, the archangels and God succeeded.
In an epic battle that obliterated all God and his sister had built, she was defeated. When it came down to the final moments when the Darkness was weakened, God faltered. He needed her gone, not dead. She was his sister—the only being like him in the entire universe. Without her, he would be completely and truly alone. Even if he did have his sons and his creations, there would not be another being on his level. Unable to kill his sister, God locked her away. He created a special prison just for her in the very depths oblivion. He locked that prison with a powerful mark. As long as that mark existed, the Darkness would be locked away.
God gave this mark to his most-trusted—his favorite son, Lucifer. Lucifer accepted the mark honorably, promising that no matter what happened, the Darkness would never be released. However, God's mark was not as strong as he believed it to be.
The Darkness, while she could not completely unlock the door to her prison and completely escape, her essence could seep out. It could not go far, nor could it directly wreak havoc. What it could do, was effect the bearer of the mark, Lucifer. The Darkness crept into Lucifer's bright, good soul. It tainted it. Lucifer was unaware of the effect the Darkness had on him, but he began to feel an overwhelming sense of hatred toward his father and toward his father's newest creations: humans. He felt an overwhelming sense of jealousy, and the Darkness whispering in is ear did not help. Subtly, she placed thoughts into his mind. He had been God's favorite for so long, now he had been replaced—replaced by humans.
Humans were broken creatures—Lucifer saw that from the beginning. They were broken and flawed, and yet God preferred them over him—pure perfection. The thought nagged at Lucifer incessantly. It ate away at him, tormented him. Until one day he could take it no longer.
Lucifer went to his most trusted confidante, Gabriel. He spoke to his brother about humanity and how they were unworthy of God's love. The younger angel chose his words carefully. He knew that speaking like this was complete blasphemy. Lucifer was God's favorite, however, and he had little regard for the rules. Gabriel told Lucifer that he was overreacting and that he should not think about the issue too much if it caused him such despair.
Feeling betrayed by his brother's response, Lucifer went to Michael. Michael was Lucifer's older brother—one of his closest friends. Surely Michael would understand. He expressed his feelings to Michael, and his brother listened in silence. To Lucifer's surprise, Michael neither agreed or disagreed. He surveyed his brother before advising him to not speak of such things again. Michael was no fan of humanity—he thought them to be weak, uncultured monkeys. However, Michael would never speak the words allowed. In his mind, he was a good son. He obeyed his father's words to the letter and never offered any sort of commentary. He was a good soldier. Even if he disagreed with something, he knew that his father was always right.
God watched his sons even when they did not know he was there. He listened to Lucifer's talk of humanity. He knew of the mutinous thoughts that went on his son's head, and he knew that the Darkness was responsible. But Lucifer had a part to play in God's grand plan. Certain things needed to happen, and that meant that Lucifer had to suffer the consequences of God's decision to lock up his sister. It destroyed him—watching his beloved son be twisted and turned into something that he was never meant to be.
When Lucifer directly and outwardly opposed humanity, doing so, he opposed God as well. He went to Earth, which was forbidden for any angel. He corrupted Lilith, the first wife of Adam. He twisted and manipulated her soul into something dark. With Lilith, he created the first demon. With that action, Lucifer had made his bed and therefore had to lay in it. God knew this, but it did not make the task ahead any easier.
Some angels agreed with Lucifer. They sided with him and took a stand against God. A civil war began in Heaven. Lucifer led a small army of angels against God, claiming that his love for humanity was unjust. Angels—supreme and powerful beings—should not have to bow to such low and inadequate creatures. God sat and watched it all happen. He went to Michael, his eldest and told him what must be done.
Michael, Raphael, and Gabriel stood before their father as he told them what must happen to Lucifer. All three were solemn and silence. Even Michael and Raphael who did not feel as Gabriel did felt as though they had been punched in the gut when God told them Lucifer must be cast down into Hell. It was even a worse blow when it was said that Michael must be the one to banish him.
But Michael was a good son.
He was a good soldier.
And he would do what was asked of him, no matter how much it killed him inside.
When his sons left him, God called upon Metatron, a lower angel who was not special in any particular way. God knew what would happen once Lucifer fell. He knew now what he would become of his world. Everything would work out just as he had intended, but first he had to prepare his children. He instructed Metatron to write down everything he said, and the angel obeyed. Several stone tablets were created. Two of them were given to humanity—Moses specifically. They were the rules to live their lives by. The others served as instructions for the angels. They dealt with demons, angels, Heaven, Hell, Earth, the Darkness, everything that they would ever need. God was leaving behind his instruction manual so that when he left like he had always planned to do, they would not be entirely on their own.
Meanwhile, Michael met Lucifer on the battlefield. The army of Heaven against the army of Darkness. Michael and his army slaughtered most of the opposing angels. He and Raphael raged war on all of those who supported Lucifer, but Gabriel stood back. The youngest archangel watched in pure horror as his brothers and sisters lay bloody and dying around him. He watched as his siblings fought to the death and could do nothing to stop it.
Gabriel watched as Michael banished Lucifer from Heaven. After defeating him in battle, Michael drew his sword. The oldest archangel was covered in the blood of other angels. His massive gray wings were folded at his back, but spread out as he grabbed Lucifer by the throat. Michael's wings beat the air, raising the two brothers high into the sky. Lucifer's wings, which were usually so pristine they shone, were broken and bloody. Few white feathers remained, those that did were hanging on by thin tendrils of flesh. Gabriel watched Michael bring his sword down on each of Lucifer's wings, severing them. The wings fell to the ground, shriveling up and withering until they were black and charred. Michael, his face blank and his eyes cold as ice, cast Lucifer out of Heaven and down to Earth.
Lucifer fell in flames, screaming in pain as his grace was ripped burnt. He cursed his father and cursed humanity. He gave into the Darkness entirely. He was no longer Lucifer Morningstar, God's most beloved son. He was the Devil. He was wicked and hated by all angels and humans alike. And he embraced it.
God did not reward Michael for casting out his brother. He gave him a simple word of approval before withdrawing completely. He remained in Heaven, but refrained him interacting with anyone. His tablets were written. His plans were ready to commence. But he could not leave just yet. The loss of Lucifer took a mighty toll on him. He knew that it was his fault—it was the Darkness working her revenge on him from inside her cage. If the Darkness had truly corrupted Lucifer, then had had to be locked away as well. God knew that it had to be done, or Lucifer would destroy everything. He should have known better—known that his sister would take revenge on him. And what better way to do it than to turn his favorite son against him?
Lucifer's influence on Cain was the perfect excuse to lock him away. Even though he had been cast out of Heaven, Lucifer still lingered on Earth. He convinced Eve to eat the Forbidden Fruit and get them exiled from the Garden of Eden. Then, when Cain and Abel were born, Lucifer tried to corrupt Abel. Cain discovered this treachery and begged Lucifer to take him instead of his brother—to let Abel get into Heaven and be at peace. Of course, Lucifer agreed to this, but as long as Cain put him there. And so, Cain committed the first murder. To help him complete this, Lucifer gave Cain some of the darkness that was inside him, therefore transferring the mark to Cain.
Again, God called upon Michael. He told Michael of a cage in Hell he had built specifically to hold Lucifer. He ordered Michael to put him there. Michael, again, obeyed. Whatever feelings or emotions he had beforehand were gone. Fighting Lucifer—his own brother—had destroyed them. He fought Lucifer a second time, but now it was on Earth. Again, Michael won. With the advantage of his wings, it was too easy for him. Lucifer cursed his name as Michael drug Lucifer down into Hell. He locked him in his cage and sealed it with sixty-six seals so that he would never be freed.
Michael returned to Heaven, expecting God to show his approval or his gratitude, but instead found him gone. He searched all over Heaven, but to no avail. God was gone. He assembled his brothers and sisters and they searched for what seemed like an eternity. No matter where they looked, they could not find their father.
So, Michael ruled Heaven then. Being the oldest, it was his right. But Michael took no pleasure in it. He sat in Heaven, oversaw humanity, read his father's tablets, and made sure all duties were followed correctly. He ran Heaven like a military base, and there were no mistakes. But he did so with little enjoyment. Michael could not help but feel like it was his fault God was gone. He wondered endlessly about what he could have done or said to make his father leave. What had he done wrong?
Lucifer, locked in his cage, screamed endlessly. He ripped at the bars trying to free himself until his hands were bloody. His thoughts could only focus on his revenge. He would get out. He would destroy Earth, and then Heaven. He would find Michael, Gabriel, and Raphael. If they sided with him, then he would love them again like nothing happened, for he knew that they were only doing as their father commanded. But if they still opposed him, if they still obeyed God, then he would kill them and take their wings as trophies, just as Michael had taken his.
Raphael ruled alongside his brother in Heaven. He was the hammer to Michael's orders. If Michael needed something done or someone eliminated, Raphael was the one who would do it. He worked only to remain on his brother's good side, for he wanted to be a good son too. He thought that perhaps if he obeyed Michael and showed his loyalty to Heaven and God, that maybe their father would return. But that was not how things were, and he knew this deep down. However, there was nothing else he could do but try.
Gabriel, the most emotional of all the archangels, could not cope with all that had happened. After God left and Lucifer was locked away, Gabriel fled Heaven. He went to Earth but found it was a large strain on his grace to exist there on his own. So, Gabriel found a vessel—a human that agreed to allow him to inhabit their body so that he would walk on Earth. Gabriel hid from Heaven among the humans. He tried to act like one and therefore observed them intently to mimic their actions. Through his observation, Gabriel came to a startling realization: God had been right. Humans were better than angels. Humans, as broken and flawed as they were, tried to do better. They tried to forgive and be kind. They put others before themselves. With his new eyes, Gabriel saw exactly what his father had meant. He was struck breathless by their emotions, their creativity, their ingenuity, their imperfect perfection.
There is one angel that is worth mentioning, although he did not play a large part in the story thus far. Castiel was the last angel God created before leaving Heaven. While Michael ruled Heaven, Lucifer plotted in Hell, Raphael prayed for God to return, and Gabriel fell in love with humanity, Castiel grew up. No one knew why God had made him at the last moment, but it was clear that he was far different than the other angels. He loved humanity—he was positively fascinated by them. While this was peculiar, it was not dangerous in the slightest. For the most part, the other angels kept their distance from Castiel. They had no idea that he was one of the biggest characters in God's newest and possibly greatest story yet.
Whether this is an entirely new story, or simply a continuation of the previous one is debatable. But this time, it does not happen in Heaven.
No, this time, it happens on Earth.
And it involves the two most unlikely heroes: Sam and Dean Winchester.
A/N: Please leave a review and tell me what you think!