First things first. And again i am so very sorry for grammer/spelling mistakes. Hope you like it and i would appreciate feedback very much :).
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Since i wrote something like that about Lucifer, i wanted to write one about Michael as well.
Just a spontenous idea and a short little fic i have written in 15 minutes.
Forgive me brother
Silently I sit here on the edge of a cliff and stare down at the world to my feet.
The world that once my father created...
I listen to the whispering wind, feel it stroking the feathers of my wings and my hair.
A soft sigh leaves my lips and I close my eyes, think back to what had happened.
What we once called paradise has now become a place of terror.
My brothers and sisters fight each other. They have become power hungry, striving to rule heaven and bring death to our home, which was once so peaceful.
Since our father has left heaven, each angel cares only about himself.
There is no joy, no laughter, which echoes through the air whenever I get home.
No. Only soldiers and angels who have chosen my side in this war.
Lucifer has been released from his cage and he has thus brought the Apocalypse on my father's creation. Demons and fallen angels now rule this world that we have to protect.
Lucifer...my little brother...
How could you do such a terrible thing?
I don't understand it. Not even today…
Father has always been good to you and I have loved you...and I still do.
You're my brother and I will always love you, no matter what else may come, but my father's judgment has fallen and I am chosen to let you pay for your deeds.
It breaks my heart to just thinking about killing my little brother, whom I have raised so lovingly.
I don't want it to end it this way. That I have to do such a terrible thing, but I am a good son and would never disobey my father. Not the way my brother once did and I had to throw him in hell for that.
When I open my eyes again, I can't hold back the tears anymore.
Father. Wherever you are...please. Please don't force me to do such a terrible thing.
Lucifer is not only my little brother; he is your son too.
Do you want your sons really get them to kill each other?
But my silent prayers go unheard...
Father is no longer with us.
I have ceased to feel his presence and I don't even know if he is still alive.
The Archangels have split up.
Some of my brothers fighting for supremacy of heaven, others are submerged.
More tears running down my cheeks.
I want back the old days when my brothers still loved each other and not hated each other.
But inside I know that these times will never come back again.
That it will never been the same way between me and my brothers and sisters.
The war leaves terrible marks.
And not even an angel of the lord gets spared by it...
My tears dry up and I rise from my seat and spread my wings out.
I pause briefly, listening to the whispering wind one last time before I get up in the air.
It is time to look for the chosen child.
Dean Winchester.
The child, which was chosen to be my vessel on earth.
And I hope so much that I find him quickly.
Before Lucifer finds his vessel...
Because then it would be my father's creation's end.
And I would never forgive myself for this mistake.
And I, Archangel Michael, would have failed my father and all my brothers and sisters…
The End