So, in case some of you don't already know, I would like to apologize for my recent absence. I know that there is no real excuse for completely disappearing, but I get distracted so easily that it is truly no surprise I disappeared like I did. I do still have a passion for writing, so I promise all my readers that I will not be disappearing on you completely. I hope to be posting a bit more in the future now that school is out!
Enough of me though.
Enjoy the story!
~ Selena
As the blade sunk beneath my flesh, so many thoughts ran through my head.
I thought of Castiel, the little brother who I had taught to fly; Of Balthazar, the rebel who I would never get to see again; Of Joshua and the beautiful garden he called home; Of Raphael, the soldier who I had grown so close to despite his harsh ways.
I thought of Michael, the first brother I had betrayed merely because of two boys and their hopeless dream that the Apocalypse itself could be stopped.
But I had never thought of a change in the plans. None of us had. I was still like every single one of them. Even down on earth I was still following by the rules and sticking to the plan, whether I knew it or not. Like everyone else, even out of range, I was still following Daddy's orders like a good little soldier. Stick to the plan Destiny laid out, and nothing else. The world would run fine on its own.
And it was true. In the world today, no one needed angels anymore. There were still those few who believed and had faith of course, but it was mainly those certain few. We weren't needed, not like we used to be. And we returned to Heaven.
It occurred to me then. I would never, even in a dream, get to see my home again. The glory it held the wonder. The beauty that only the eyes of an angel would ever get to see.
And I had chosen to leave all that time ago, never realized that would be the last glimpse of my beloved home.
And as I gazed, shocked, into those dark, soulless eyes, I began to wonder.
Was this my brother?
Was this Lucifer?
It couldn't be the one who had been there for me whenever I needed someone, the person who taught me to fly, who taught me all the best tricks and pranks I've ever pulled. This….this thing in front of me couldn't be the one who I had proudly called brother, the one that I had admired and mourned for when he fell.
This couldn't be my big brother.
But as I gazed into those eyes, I could see the truth in them that it was him. A darker, twisted version, but Lucifer all the same.
My mouth opened in a silent plea, a call for help to the brother I once knew. But it was no good. There was nothing left for me to call to. The light slowly began to envelop my vision, tunneling the room around me in a circle of white.
Never again was I going to be able to play the pranks I loved so much.
Never again would I get to see a smiling face, her a laugh filled with joy.
Never again would I, Loki, The Trickster, get to see the light of day.
Never again would I, Gabriel, the Arch Angel, get to see the glow of the moon at night.
And as the twist of the blade stole the last of my breath, my gaze becoming enveloped in the blinding light, I felt all these regrets.
That soulless gaze continued to gaze into my own. But I felt no anger or hate.
I felt sadness.
And then I felt nothing more.
There you have it! Review! Let me know what you think! And I hope to get more stories updated soon!
~ Selena