AN: I don't own Hetalia or Voltaire's song Almost Human, which this is named after. It's just a temperary title and if you have an idea for a title, comment and if I like it i'll use it. This is not ment to represent any religion. Also, God is kinda mean and strict in this. It's not ment to offend anybody or mean anything. It's purely for plot development. Also, when I started this, I tryed to remember names I had seen for Iceland and Norway. I know Nor is called Lukas more than Ice, but I like the names like this and I'm not changing them unless they get official names. Okay, I think that's it. Enjoy!
Erik= Norway
Lukas=Iceland
"Erik, don't!" Lukas yelled and grabbed his brother's arm trying to hold him back.
"Somebody needs to put that guy in his place!" Erik growled.
"He's God! He is in his place!" The younger angel tried to flap his wings in reverse, but it didn't help. His brother was too strong.
"He needs to realize that he can't just do whatever he wants."
"He can though! Please, just drop it. Don't be stupid." Lukas looked pleadingly at his brother. He really didn't want to see him get demoted. Or worse, fall.
Erik's eyes and voice softened. "I'm sorry, but I have to. I'm just going to talk to him. Ask him to change the rules. If he says no, I'll drop it. Okay?"
"Fine." Lukas said, but he was still worried. He had a bad feeling about this.
His brother hugged him before opening the large white doors and disappearing.
Lukas flapped his wings nervously. It had been hours since his brother had went to talk to God. He had been waiting outside the door, hoping to hear something that would give him a hint as to what was going on inside.
Suddenly he heard a voice in his head say, "I know you're out there Lukas. Come on in. I need to talk to you."
He recognized the voice and obeyed, opening the doors and walking in, just as his brother had done.
A quick glance around the room and he couldn't see Erik. Unfortunately, he couldn't take a good look, because his rank amongst the angels commanded him to kneel and watch the floor.
Something caught Lukas's eye. Upon closer inspection, he saw that it was his brother's cross hairpin. His heart sank.
"Lukas, I know you know what Erik was planning." God spoke. "But I also know that you tried to stop him. You will not be punished. Just know that from now on, you do not have a brother."
"Yes, sir." The boy said as he grabbed Erik's hairclip.
"You may leave." The Lord knew what the young angel had done, but couldn't see too much harm in it. Some of the others, he would have stopped them, but Lukas was very loyal. One reminder of Erik couldn't hurt.
Lukas walked out without a word. His face didn't reveal any emotion. But as soon as he stepped out of the chamber, he feel to his knees and sobbed.
