Angelic Servant

Hello everyone! I've pretty much become smitten with Hibbles, so my Mojossom fic will be put on hold for a bit while I work on this.

I obviously made up all these myths and whatever about God and stuff. I'm really not religious, so I really didn't want to try and read an actual Bible for a simple fanfic.

Anyway, I hope you can enjoy the fic!

Don't own PPG.

An angel sat on some cloudy steps, high above the Earth. She contented herself with watching the other angels run around, performing various jobs while she waited patiently for her friend to return.

This particular angel was named Genevieve. She was kind-hearted and was one of the few angels who felt bad for Him. And by 'few' I mean she was one out of the two.

The story of Him, aka Lucifer, getting sent to the dimension of Hell was not entirely true.

Yes, the devil did plan to overthrow God. But God was not 'all-knowing' so He really did not know until a few other angels reported to Him. God waited until He struck before sending Him off, along with His followers.

But Genevieve and her friend, Ruben both had logic that other angels did not.

As humans, they had both made the conclusion that if Him were once an angel, he must have had a conscience. However as angels, if they tried to point this out to God, He would respond with,

"If He had a conscience, then He would have apologized by now"

But Ruben had told Genevieve that if He had such a large ego that He believed He could overthrow God, then surely he wouldn't want to apologize, even with a conscience.

It made sense to them, but God wouldn't really listen.

Genevieve sighed, glancing upwards to the upper region of Heaven, where everyone was always happy and having fun. If you were a true Christian that cared for others and never put your own needs ahead of theirs, you could be sent there when you died. Of course some chose to stay on the lower region and help the mortals by influencing them, or even getting them to fall in love.

"Ahem" Genevieve was jolted out of her thoughts when she heard Ruben clear his throat. She glanced over to the brunette angel, and noted the sadness behind his green eyes.

"What did you find?" she asked. He smiled nervously.

"Well, not much. But I managed to find an ancient scripture, which said that Lucifer could come back to Heaven. However He must commit a selfless act, one that could affect His life dramatically considering how peeved God is. But I don't really think He'll be doing that..." Ruben responded. Genevieve thought this over in her head for a moment or two.

"Unless He does it for someone He loves"

Ruben stared at her, clearly confused. She shrugged, smiling.

"I mean, if we get Him to fall in love, like with a mortal or an angel or someone else... At the very least, God would allow Him to visit the realm she lives in. Perhaps not live there with her, but..." Genevieve trailed off, eyes sparkling with excitement. Ruben shook his head. He was really used to this from his friend, she had a tendency to think that romance was the answer for most problems.

But she did have a point...

"Okay, I agree. But we can't manipulate Him. We aren't allowed to use our powers on angels or demons, remember?" he pointed out, effectively ruining Genevieve's hope.

Or so he thought...

"Maybe... But, if I could just become His servant or something... I could watch Him. See if He likes anyone already. If he does... I'll help Him" she suggested. Ruben's eyes grew wide.

"What!? You can't possibly be serious! You're going to become His servant?!" he cried. He grabbed her arm, as though attempting to bring her back from a dream world.

"Ruben, you and I both know that it's our only option to get Him out of that place. I'll risk it... Just keep an eye on me..." Genevieve said calmly. He stared at her helplessly as she stood.

"I'm going to talk to Jesus. Prepare the portal" she ordered gently. Ruben sat there for a moment before nodding and leaving.

Genevieve grew out her wings, which were previously embedded in her skin.

Most angels had the ability to hide their wings, simply so they could visit Earth without giving away their status. Those who couldn't or didn't know how were given the ability to become invisible in front of mortals.

Genevieve flew upwards, past the upper region of Heaven, and into Jesus' sanctuary.

Unlike most of the buildings in Heaven, which were made of everlasting clouds, Jesus' home was made with an ultra-light wood, so it could stay on the cloud but was still distinguishable from the other homes, which housed the angels.

She hesitantly raised her fist, and tapped on the door twice. It didn't even take five seconds before the door was flung open by none other than Jesus himself.

"Hello, Christ. I do apologize for bothering you, but I must speak with you on a rather important matter..."


"I see... You wish to leave and become His servant..."

The angel and son of God were now inside, sitting in his lavish living room. Genevieve twiddled her thumbs nervously. She had explained her full reasons for wanting to leave, though she was still concerned.

However, Jesus gave her a gentle smile, making her relax a bit.

"I'll allow it. Take as long as you need, but if something should make you want to leave before you fulfill your mission, by all means go ahead"

"Thank you sir, but I am sure I can handle it" Genevieve responded with a smile of her own. She slowly stood.

"Excuse me, I hate to be rude, but I do not wish to keep Ruben waiting too much longer"

"Of course"

She slowly left the home, and grew her wings out again, fluttering off to where she knew the portal to Hell- And her destiny- awaited.