HI THIS IS KICCHIN! And yeah this is my second fanfiction so forgive my tons of errors here and there. If you have read my previous work, MONOGATARI, thank you very much and for those who haven't if you have time I'd be happy if you'd give it a try and read it. The series had been completed now and I wanted to venture into something new like this. Okay, a lot have made this type of fanfic though but I wanted to explore the details more and IDK maybe make my own version. The ideas are mainly from an American TV series Supernatural, where God had left the building and yeah mainly the angels were left on their own. But in my own spin off, we get the angels all falling down from heaven and meeting these strange humans and getting to know why God liked them so much.
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Chapter 1: The cost of freedom
It has been ages since then, Kuroko remembered the days when everything used to be well. When home felt like home. But now it felt cold, it felt empty. The tall walls and the seemingly endless hallway used to be filled with laughter, but now it felt eerily quiet. If humans found out this was the heaven, would they still want to go here? Ever since that day, they have never seen their father—never again. He wondered if he was disappointed, or was this something about his plans again. Kuroko wanted to believe on the second option, but 8,000 years isn't short period of time even for an angel like him. Heaven wasn't the way it was since his brother revolted against their father—something no one had prepared them for. Kuroko understood his brother's reasons but he understood their position before their father as well. They were angels, and he—their father, he is God. He is absolute, and no one else could be, no, not his brother. It was a punishment for thinking highly of himself, but doing so, he saw the pain in his father's eyes, he didn't want to do it, but it was the right thing to do.
Since then no one had seen their father, and home felt unfamiliar, everyone grew apart, farther, and farther away. His brothers rarely talked to each other, they went on their daily duties like mindless machines. Kuroko felt cold watching them. Days went by painfully slow, and every day he would think of the days when things were much better—days he wished didn't end like that. Until then he wondered why this should happen, why his brother, why them, why?
He never voiced his thoughts, those kind of thoughts were regarded as doubting, and doubt destroys faith or so they say. He sighed quietly as he watches the humans from the clear mirror before him, his father once gave him that as a gift, a mirror where a few human activities could be seen. It showed a crowd of people crossing the streets, a few children mindlessly playing and chasing each other. Ever since they came, everything became very difficult, for him, for his brothers, even for his father. His thoughts were similar to his brother, and he understood where is pointing at. What is so special about these humans that his father is so inclined to?
They kept on disappointing him, yet his father kept forgiving them—but he can't do that to him, why, he wondered.
"You are here yet again." Kuroko stood and turned to the doorway and found his brother Midorima. He is often cold to others, nonchalant and insensitive. He has been like that even way before, only this time, he became very much distant to everyone. These days are rare when he would stop by his room and check on him. Kuroko only bowed his head in regards to the other's presence. "Why don't you help Kise in managing the garrison? You do not plan on rotting yourself here, do you?"
"Maybe not, maybe yes." Kuroko answered quietly. He was sick of this kind of life, where is there father? This isn't his family anymore. When he looks at them he could barely recognize them. Sometimes he wanted to have human's mortality and just sleep and never wake up, or wake up when his father arrives, when everything is well again. It may be selfish to think such way, but he is still a son, and his family is broken.
"We have talked through this, father is—"
"He is coming back."
Kuroko cut him determined. It was illogical, truly, he knows that, but a son can never give up on his father. And after building his faith, he can't possible just say they'll bring it down like that. He just can't give up yet. Not yet.
"Suite yourself." He heard him say before leaving.
Kuroko could only wish yesterday will once return. He could only wish sadly. These humans stole his family, he thought bitterly. His father told him they should love these humans, these mortals, but how? How could he love them when they were the ones who stole his family? Kuroko frowned, why does his family has to be wrecked this way? When his brother be ever be free?
…
Kagami looked up at the sky, the sky looks heavy and dark. He could smell the vapour in the air. Strange, the weather report said it will be sunny all day. Oh well he guess, sometimes weather is unexpected. He turned facing their school, today he has practice after class, he hope he won't get caught in the rain. Kagami Taiga, is an American returnee who had recently enrolled there in Seirin High School, at first he thought the basketball game in this side is weaker, but he was extremely wrong, for one there is this guy from Too Academy—Aomine Daiki, the unstoppable ace—tsk, unstoppable my ass. Well the two managed to get along after playing a few matches Kagami had grown to respect the other, despite his huge ass narcissistic behaviour and ego that's probably bigger than the whole milky way. Whistling Kagami walked to the lobby of their school he found a familiar brunette standing there. "Ah, Furi, morning." He greeted with a smile. The said brunette, Furihata Kouki smiled back at Kagami.
"G-Good morning, Kagami." He greeted bowing his head a little.
"Hm, heading to the class?"
"Yeah."
"I'll tag along then."
Life is pretty simple you see, for Kagami, for Furihata, for everyone on earth. Practically speaking living is easy, you just gotta breath and get on with all the crazy rides of life…including…the impending doom.
…
Kuroko blinked as he felt something stir in his senses he stood and realized somehow it has gone a bit darker—it never get dark in Heaven, he thought. Standing up from his seat he heard faint flaps of wings, running towards the entrance he saw Kise who just landed on his feet, the golden haired angel looked disturbed. Kise quickly grabbed Kuroko and ran down the hallways, at the end of the hallway was the great dome, and there standing was Midorima and Murasakibara. What was happening? Kuroko was about to ask when he heard a loud grumble—a thunder? Why is there a thunder? From the gigantic windows Kuroko watch the surrounding turn gray and the lightning roared angrily.
"What is happening?" Kuroko asked.
"You must evacuate." Kise said spunning his younger brother to face him, "You must go now, the gate of the abyss is shattering!"
Kuroko's eyes widen. The doors that shut his brother were meant to be unbreakable, they were made so with their father's power and the only moment they would open is if he himself opens it—or the source of the power that shuts that door is gone—Kuroko fell to his knees in his realization. The only time his presence will not be there, the only moment when his power could no longer hold the gates…is when he is—"Kuroko, he's dead." Midorima said coldly, "Father is dead."
His world shattered under his feet, the lightning and the darkness felt like sharing his agony. Why? Why didn't he even return to them? Kurko felt as Kise pulled him up, "Kurokocchi you gotta listen, we need you out of here!"
"And you?" Kuroko asked, "Where will I go?"
"We'll stay here we need to guard the gates, we need to keep it shut as long as we can." Midorima answered. "You're going to earth for a while, you'll be safe there."
"I object." Kuroko answered, "You are not father to order me. I-I refuse to stay there."
"Kuro-chin it's just a few days—"
"My duty is—"
"Your duty is to serve human race!" Midorima said raising his voice. Midorima narrowed his eyes at Kuroko, "Listen carefully, you are not like any of us, what could you do against Akashi? What can a wingless angel like you do?" Kuroko's eyes widen, he forgot. Oh, yeah, he…he isn't like them. Even if he was one of the closest children of their father, he didn't have sturdy wings—no, he didn't have any at all. He wondered ever since but his father never made him feel like he was ever incomplete, he treated him like he treated all of his children—actually he favoured him, almost as equal as he favoured Akashi. It has been so long he had almost forgotten.
"Midorimacchi stop!"
"This is your fault for making him feel so comfortable! You follow the orders, and get yourself out of here! Do you hear me?!"
Kise turned to Kuroko who just stared at the marble floor, without further thinking he grabbed his wrist and ran away. Kise turned to Midorima, no, those weren't really meant to hurt Kuroko, it was meant to make him leave at once. They knew the smallest angel isn't what he seem like, outside that fragile looking exterior is a power great and immeasurable, and Midorima just like him or Murasakibar—perhaps their father as well knew. That is why, even in this way, they have to—they have to keep him safe—and the only way is—
EARTH
Long ago, there was an angel. His wings we're the most beautiful ones among his brothers, they said it looks like it was on fire whenever he flies and flaps them, orange and scarlet, his feathers we're exceptionally beautiful and gorgeous. And among his brother's he was the closest to their father. He was greatly favoured, intelligent and witty. Their father always told the other angels to look at him as a role model, God's favourite—but there was him, another one. He was starnge, among the angels created in heaven, he didn't have wings, but just like the angel whose wings burnt against the wind, that angel is as intelligent as the other. He is brave and loyal and never questioned their father—he was the brave little soldier, the righteous one. The two angels grew close to each other as they lived in the dome of peace.
Then their father one day made the earth, it is the most beautiful thing he had created. He was so proud of it. It was full of life that has its own mechanism. Its beauty is incomparable to anything. So next he decided to create moving life, he made these animals, all kinds of them, there were those small and fragile looking ones, to the agile, fast, ones, then the big ferocious ones. They had their own system, their laws and all. It was good. No—it was, great.
But he wasn't contented. Who would fill these lands, it felt empty. He needed something that would take care of this beautiful creation for him, something that would use it's gifts to the greater good. So he made them—humans. They talk just like his angels, they can move like the animals, but they have something more special—free will. The angels were shocked as they heard the news, God gave these humans the ultimate gift—the free will, and the angel whose wings burnt against the wind disagreed much on this. Why? He repeatedly asked his father, why give them free will, they knew where this would lead but their father continued. He loved them so much he could barely turn his head away when they plead.
He could not understand why his father loved these humans so much—that was his sin. He refused to serve them, he wasn't made to look over these greedy humans. They could turn their backs away from their father when they wanted to. But the one whose wings burnt against the wind tried to contain his thoughts, he didn't want his father to be angry to him, so he stood there watching them. But years passed, humans only kept proving him right. They turned their backs against their own kin, killed their family, their own blood, destroyed, steal, hoard, they plagued the earth with greed, fear and chaos. They slowly destroyed the masterpiece his father made ever so carefully.
And when he could no longer contain it, he voiced out his thought, "Why must we serve them?" he asked his father, "I could fathom it, father look at them!"
"Have you not understand what I have said before, my words are final."
"No."
It was the first time that word was heard in the dome.
"No?" His father was lost for words, his son, his most favoured son, his son whom he thought would understand him most. He shook his head, "Do change your mind, I beg of you."
"I cannot. I do not see the reason why, Father listen to me!"
His brothers tried to stop him, but he stood in his reason bearing his iron will. And with that the chains of forbidding rose from the depths of the abyss. He was asked but once again, for the last time, but he refused to change his mind, and with that his beautiful wings were no longer, he was dragged deep in the abyss and was doomed to stay there till the end of time, when he shall rose and was prophesied to lead the monsters in the purgatory. Until then he shall stay there, bound in the darkness and void of nothingness.
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Kagami sat on the empty basketball court, practiced has ended but as usual he stayed practicing his dunks. It was quiet except for the sound of the rain pounding against the roof of the gym and the concrete outside, it was raining nonstop since that afternoon and all his teammates had hurried home, but Kagami was an exception of course. He had no one who'd be frantic when he is late home, his parents are both in America and well, he was sent there for some reason he had no idea about. Sipping in his water bottle Kagami watch the darkness of the evening at the window. It was eerily quiet.
BLAG!
Kagami almost chocked at the water he was drinking, when he suddenly heard the loud noise that seems to have come from the roof of the gym. As he was about to dash out and look outside he was stopped as he felt something that made him look at the window. His eyes widen in shock as he saw a blur of white human shape fell passing quickly from that window before he heard a loud—THUD!Kagami in panic grab his wind breaker ran right outside the gym using the jacket as his shield from the rain. He ran to the other side of the gym where the window stood. He didn't give much care to his Air Jordan shoes that were slowly getting soaked in mud as he ran.
Kagami had seen a lot of things in his life, he had seen a hit-and-run case when he was in America, a crime scene, he had seen a lot of crazy things but this, this was no way comparable to those. His eyes widen as he felt his heart almost leaped out of his chest as he found the scene before him.
There were feathers everywhere, just how it is when pigeons suddenly decided to fly out of the blue. The scene look like they were grabbed out of a movie, the strange feathers were everywhere, some were slowly falling right before him, Kagami opened his hand and caught one, the feather was surely not from a small bird, the feather is huge. He had never seen anything feather as big as that. Despite the darkness, he could see the soft color of the feather, and more to it, it was slightly glowing. He looked up, there was nothing in there. Where did these come from? Kagami looked around confused, as he was about to take a step he felt something hard on the floor, turning his eyes down he almost jumped out of his skin at what he saw. Lying there on the floor was a fragile figure wearing strange clothes, he was lying there unconscious, his white clothes smeared with mud, and his pale white face looks almost unearthly.
Kagami panicked, what should he do? There's a body there, right behind the gym, could he be a student? Well he looks small, a middle schooler? Wait, wait, this is a high school for pete's sake a high school what is he doing there? Kagami out of his confusion quickly grabbed the boy's arms and pulled him into a piggyback.
Carrying the boy fet like carrying a pillow against his back, Kagami even not having carried anyone before in his back knew that someone with such body should have weighted at least relatively to make him stagger, but no, that wasn't the case. Kagami hurriedly run, good think he knows a local clinic, that could do, he just need to reassure himself that he didn't icked up a dead body. More importantly Kagami wondered what and how the hell this guy—probably-fell of the roof. He prayed to God this isn't some kind of a joke or the guy is still alive.
The road was clear and somehow the streets were clear of anyone. Kagami hissed as the cold rain pounced against his skin, the rain felt painfully strong, the small raindrops felt like thousands of needles falling millimetres per seconds. Two more block away, Kagami fastened the body behind him stopping for a moment to secure the boy behind him before he made a another sprint. The loud music of the rain against the concrete resounded and drowned every noise there was. Kagami could barely breathe as the wind conspired with the loud rain, slapping hi right in his face. The rain was getting impossibly cold as well, Kagami saw a flash of thunder, and he felt the body behind him twitched, and a pair of small slender hands grabbed a fistful of the back of his shirt. Kagami started sprinting even faster fearing the other might be in a very great deal of pain.
Finally Kagami reached to the clinic, he was just in time, he thought as a dark haired young man stood there holding in his hand the sign for the clinic. Kagami without thinking quickly opened the door to the clinic making the man's eyes wide.
"He needs help!"
…
Kagami sat on the bench shivering, the clinic was a paediatrician's clinic, a young doctor Takao Kazunari, the man was kind enough to let the two stay in and get a look at the boy who was with Kagami's condition even if it was pass his clinic hours and offer him a warm cup of chocolate and a cozy thick towel. Kagami sat on an empty bench outside the isolation room where the doctor laid the unconscious boy to get a closer look. The isolation room was unfortunately the only room with bed in the clinic, since it was only a small clinic. The clinic smelled of children, the walls were painted in cute and colourful shapes and items and in a corner was a box of toys. He glanced at the clock right up on the wall, it was past eight thirty in the evening, his stomach started grumbling. He hasn't yet taken dinner. His eyes turned to the door of the isolation room when he saw it swung open. Standing up Kagami found the raven haired doctor peaking, "Hey, come in." he said with a smile.
Kagami nodded and followed Takao, the man pushed the door more to let the tall young man in. Kagami looked around the room, white walls and floor, white ceilings. On a corner right next to a window sat a single bed and lying there was the most unearthly beauty he had ever seen. The petite body was tucked in a fluff light blue comforter.
"Surprisingly he's alright, just a slight fever. I don't think he did fall of the roof as you said, because if he did he would have probably had sustained more than some bruises—which I mean broken bones and concussions, which any of those he didn't have. He had some scratches though, and yeah bruises in his forearm." Takao said tucking his hands on the pocket of his white lab coat. Kagami walked towards the sleeping figure. The boy looked peaceful in his sleep, Kagami never thought he'd use the word beautiful to describe a man, but he had no other words to describe him. His closed eyelids displayed the beautiful lush of eyelashes the boy had, his damp hair's color resembled like the color of the cloudless sky in a very fine day. And his skin, Kagami could swear it looks like it was glowing—it was the fairest skin he had ever seen. "So…you know him?"
"I told you, I don't." Kagami said frankly.
"I changed his costume in some clothes I had around. It's a bit big but I think that would be better than nothing." Takao said before handling Kagami folded paper soaked in rain and mud. Kagami took the material sighing. "So what costume party did your friend went."
"I told you, he's not my friend." Kagami said sighing.
"Then, what do you—"
The two gasps as the teal haired boy bolted up and grabbed Kagami by the wrist. Turning to Kagami he stared at him with his vibrant blue eyes. Kagami had only one word to describe the blue of his eyes—enchanting.
"Is this…earth?"
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