Gabriel
White light. That's the first thing Gabriel saw when he woke up. Then it hit him. His hands flew to his chest where his brother had stabbed him. He let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding. The face of remorse was burned into his memory. "I need to get out of here." He hissed.
He was disoriented. He was scared. What in his father's name could have brought him back? Nothing was powerful enough, other than his father. But his father was gone. Unless... "No." He wanted to dismiss the idea. Why would his father bring him back? The son who abandoned his family. The son who got lost pretending to be someone he wasn't. His father wouldn't intervene. Not when there were so many more respectable angels that had perished. He wasn't worth it. But the nagging feeling had him wondering. There was something different. The world. It felt... Weird. It was holding a powerful presence.
That was the last straw. He stood up and decided to see if he was still an angel. He spread out his golden wings and carefully looked them over. Satisfied, he decided he was going to pay his two 'favorite' hunters, Sam and Dean Winchester, a visit. With a rustle of feathers he disappeared from the abandoned field he woke up in.
It took a while but he managed to locate the Winchesters, and he appeared outside of a door in the woods in Kansas.
If he had appeared inside he would probably be eliminated on the spot. The paranoid, shoot first ask questions when you're dead, brothers would not take kindly to the random appearance of a dead archangel. Especially one who put them both through hell for the fun of it. So, Gabriel knocked.
A second later a man clad in boxers and holding a large bucket of Chinese food answered. A grin split across his face. "Gabriel!" He stepped back and returned to his chair. Gabriel stared at the man. How did he know who it was? Footsteps echoed and Gabriel could hear the distinct sound of a gun cocking. "Heya Dean-o, Sammy. " Gabriel turned to face the curious brothers. "It's Sam. " Sam snapped. "Aren't you supposed to be dead or something?" He asked sharply. "I could ask you the same thing, Sammy." He grinned cheekily as the Winchester got angry. "He is supposed to be dead. " The man who answered the door called from his spot watching something on a laptop. "I told you to stay off of that!" Dean glared. "Who are you?" Gabriel asked carefully. He was curious why this man seemed to know so much about him. "You don't know?" Sam asked skeptically. The Winchesters had lowered their weapons by then. "Gabriel, I am your father." There were audible groans from the brothers as they got the reference. "Ha, no way. Good ol' dad wouldn't step foot here. Too high and mighty to slum it with those that are unworthy." He spoke with a bitter undertone. The man suddenly jumped up, spilling the Chinese food all over the floor. "Too high and mighty! Gabriel, I am your father! I am God!"
As he spoke the room seemed to shake, and Gabriel could feel power bubbling around him. He knew then that the small man in front of him, who was cover in sauce stains and dressed in just his underwear was, in fact, his father. "God?" He took a step back. He quickly shook his head. "No, please, call me Chuck." God, no, Chuck insisted.
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Lucifer
Lucifer's eyes shot open quickly as he tried to remember what had woken him up. His heart started pounding in his chest as he remembered.
He had been sleeping soundly when all of a sudden he felt a strong jolt deep in his bones. Only something as strong as his father could have pulled him from a deep sleep, and even then he would have to be doing something big.
This thought concerned him, seeing as how his father seemed to do nothing these days, so he decided to see what he was up to.
He knew that Chuck would probably be with the Winchesters in Kansas, so he started there.
He arrived in front of the door to the Men of Letters bunker that the brothers called home, and could already tell that something was happening inside. So,he decided to just pop in for a chat. First, of course, he had to grab a new meatsuit since his beloved meatsuit had been discarded a while back.
When he got into the bunker, what he saw shocked him. There, arguing with his father, was Gabriel. Gabriel, his favorite brother, the one he loved. The brother who he had stabbed in the heart years before,the brother who was dead.
