Michael was sitting at his desk going over skirmish reports. He needed to find a way to get around Eve's defences. "Michael. Message straight form Eve." Balthazar said handing Michael the message.
Michael
I thought I would inform you that I have your little brother Castiel. If you want him back give yourself up to me on the peck of Mount Everest by midnight tonight or you will get little Castiel back piece by piece.
Eve
"Assemble the Arches." Michael ordered. Balthazar turned a flew out the door to follow the order as fast as his wings could carry him.
Michael stood and headed for the Council room. Upon arriving the archangel wasn't surprised to find his three brothers already around the table. "We have a problem." Michael said handing the message to Lucifer. The Morningstar read it quickly before giving it to Gabriel. Within a few minutes all of the archangels knew what it said.
"You can't just hand yourself over to her Mikey. We will think of something." Lucifer said as he ran his fingers through his vessels light brown hair.
"Forget thinking of anything go get the Host armed and let's attack her and get Cassie back." Gabriel snarled the Messenger furious that Eve was threatening his favorite little brother.
"One angel is not worth the mobilising of the Host, Gabriel." Raphael stated.
Michael closed his eyes briefly one hand going to his temples already feeling the headache coming. Over the next hour the three archangels argued about what to do. Until Michael finally yells at them all to shut up. "Gabriel go give the message to father. I'm going to go flying to clear my head." Gabriel grabbed the message and left. Michael following quickly, leaving Lucifer and Raphael in the Council room.
Taking to the air Michael quickly put Heaven behind him and headed for Mount Everest. He couldn't leave Castiel with Eve. Father only knew what she would do to the young angel. Landing Michael found Eve standing beside the unconscious form of Castiel. "Alright Eve I'm here."
"Good. Now put your hands in front of you and clasps hands." Eve called motioning for one of her servants to cuff the archangel. Michael glared when he saw the suppression cuffs, but didn't fight he couldn't take the chance that Eve would hurt Castiel. As his grace was locked down the archangel saw one of Eve's servants move behind him but before he could turn a blinding pain laced through his head. The last thing he saw before loosing consciousness was Eve reaching for Castiel.
Michael woke with a groan laying completely naked on grate topped bench his hands tied to the underside of the bench. His legs tied down to the bench itself. The archangel raised his head so far as he could and looked around. To find Eve standing before him with a cruel smile. "Your mine now Michael and your whole purpose will be to defend and father my children."
"Never." Michael snarled.
"You will. Light it." Eve said. Michael heard a click then felt nothing but pain and fire as the grate burned with holy fire. The archangel trashed against the bench screaming in pain as the fire burned. A minute. An hour. A day. Two. Michael had no idea how long Eve left him burning just that she was still standing in the same place when the fire finally stopped burning. "Now. What is your purpose."
"My purpose Eve. Is to be the General of Heaven." Michael hissed.
Eve just shook her head. "Flip him and relight it." Michael fought has Eve's servants grabbed him and unbinding his hands flipped him onto his back before tying his hands back under the bench. With a click Michael was back in the fire but this time on his back. The archangel trashed against the bench screaming in pain. It burned. "What is your purpose?" Eve asked as the fire went out again.
"I am My Father's Warrior." Michael snarled even as he panted form the pain of the holy fire.
Eve signed. "String him up. We will come back to your purpose. For now I am going to take what is now mine." Michael snarled even as he was grabbed off the bench by Eve's servants and moved across the room. In minutes his hands were bound above his head and he was left hanging form the ceiling his feet barely touching the ground. Eve walked over and ran her hand along his jaw before leaning in and kissing him. Michael jerked his head back trying to get away from her. Eve just gripped his jaw tightly and kissed him again. "You are mine, Michael body, mind, and grace. Fight me all you want it will just get you punished."
Michael snarled. "I'm not yours Eve, and I'll never stop fighting you."
"Oh... we'll see about that. You'll stop fighting when you can no longer deal with the pain of your punishments." Eve replied running her hand along the archangel's chest. Tweaking one of Michael's nipples with one hand as her other dragged it way down to grip the archangel's cock. Michael hissed as he brought one foot up ready to kick Eve away form him when one of her servants grapped his leg and jerked him off his feet completely. Michael's whole weight slammed onto his wrists as Eve's servants bound his legs. Leaving him hanging in midair his hands above his head and legs spread. Completely powerless to stop Eve from doing whatever she wanted to him.