"Look you asswipe, I won't summon shit for you so I don't have a clue why you are even bothering in the first place. And I can smite you in a second if I want to." The archangel snarled, glaring at the hooded person before him.
The hooded man let out a deep chuckle. "That is quite some talk for someone in a position as yourself." The archangel Gabriel knew it as well as the hooded person. In a circle of holy fire, angel sigils on the walls and Death's Scythe pressed against his throat, he didn't have exactly much power in this situation. And let's not leave the other five hooded people in the room.
In response, Gabriel only grunted in annoyance and rolled his eyes. He shifted slightly on his feet, only for the scythe to be pressed into his skin and making the archangel freeze immediately. Honestly, he was pissed and a tad bit humiliated. An archangel and trickster like himself, trapped here with death just a slice away, and he didn't even have the upper hand. It reminded him of the time the Winchesters trapped him in a ring of holy fire and made him spill his guts. Just, this situation was way different. And different in the bad way; maybe even worse than the apocalypse itself.
"We can do this the easy or the hard way." The hooded man spoke again.
"Figures." Gabriel muttered with annoyance.
"Drop the sarcasm and summon him." Hooded man's voice was too calm and easy going for Gabriel's liking. But what much can he expect from a lunatic like this? A lunatic that was crazy enough to lure an archangel into a trap and demand him to summon a so called Daedric prince.
"What even is he?" Gabriel snapped. He wanted some answer before he did anything at all. Like he even would do anything. "If he is as powerful as you say, why am I here?!"
"How about we answer questions after you bring him here and you are dead, how about that?" Hooded man snarled.
"So that's the hard way, I assume?"
"No, that's the easy way."
"And the hard way?"
"You summon him and he kills you. Trust me; it'll be less painful if I end you. I don't particularly like turning people inside out. Too messy for my liking." Gabriel grimaced. He thought about making a run for it plenty of times, but that was before he and his escape was between holy fire. But, maybe, just maybe, he could escape between the entire massacre. He was just going to play along and then when the crazy man was distracted he was going to possibly punch hooded man out of revenge, and then escape.
"Alright, that doesn't sound pleasant." He murmured. He didn't feel like dying yet. A fine fella like him didn't deserve to die this young.
Suddenly a piece of paper was shoved into his hands. "Here are the summoning words. Now summon him."
Gabriel didn't even have to read past the first three letters before his eyebrows furrowed together in confusion. This coordinates were not from anywhere nearby, far from that. They were not from this universe or this dimension as a matter of fact.
Gabriel looked at the hooded man with annoyance and confusion written on his face. "You actually want me to summon someone from another dimension? Are you crazy?!"
"You're powerful enough so do it!"
"Now wait a second. While it's flattering and all, what makes you think I can do such a thing?!"
"Then do your best if or else some other people might die. The Winchesters perhaps-"
Gabriel snorted. "What makes you think I care about those two idiots? Michael and Lucifer are going to bring them back anyway."
Hooded man was silent for a while and Gabriel almost thought he won this one. But almost never killed a fly. "Then I may pay a visit to your two brothers."
Gabriel merely rolled his eyes. "Like you could kill those two."
"If you think that I am but a petty demon, you are merely kicking in the dark."
"And if you think my brothers are weak, I have a surprise for you."
"How about you shut up and summon him? I can guarantee you a quick and painless death if you do so."
"How about you stop being an asswipe and face the fact that it's impossible!"
"Are you saying you are weak?" Hooded man smirked.
Gabriel let out a low whistle and chuckled. "Me? Weak? Buddy, I am an archangel and the trickster. I am anything but weak."
"Then do it!" Hooded man exclaimed. "Prove you are not weak!"
"Seriously, do you think I'm so stupid to fall into your trap? You're dumber than the Winchesters combined."
Hooded man simply removed the scythe before stabbing it into Gabriel's shoulder. He let out a strangled shout and tempted to turn around and just push the hooded man into the fire, but not before beating him to a broken pulp. He almost turned around when the scythe was once again pressed against his throat. This time the tip was digging into his skin, and he thought twice about doing anything rash. Once again, he didn't want to die just yet.
"Look, if you summon him right now, my lord may spare you. He might even find some use of you."
"I'd rather die."
"I can arrange that easily and with delight." Hooded man snarled. He pressed the blade harder against Gabriel's throat, only a hair length away from piercing his skin.
"Do. It." Hooded man's voice dripped with venom.
Gabriel hesitatingly brought up the piece of paper and read through it quickly before reading aloud. "Adontius deyra kulaan do strun, hon dii bel ahrk meyz. Zu'u for hi, hin sil ahrk hin ulan suleyk zeim tiid ahrk gutlok, ful hon dii bel ahrk meyz." He paused as two of the other hooded people came to the center of the room where a circle of candles were placed and placed a bowl there. And then just out of nowhere and just like that, one knelled down and the other cut off the first one's head off and filled the bowl with the blood.
When the hooded man threatened to stab Gabriel, the archangel quickly continued reading. "Zu'u bex skuld tol nol daar sovaar wah hin, ful hon dii bel ahrk meyz."
There was complete silence as the second hooded person drank the sacrificial blood. It made Gabriel wonder if he was deaf, until the hooded person suddenly fell to his knees and started to scream. Blood flowed out of his mouth, nose, eyes and ears, and then just like that, his body turned inside out. But instead of organs splattering everywhere, a bright purple light appeared, followed by a loud noise, and the man's screams disappearing.
The light got brighter and brighter, until Gabriel was forced to shield his eyes. The light wasn't just bright, it actually hurt his eyes.
Gabriel has seen a lot of shit in his time on Earth, but that was just a new level of weird shit for him.
And just as suddenly as the light appeared, it disappeared, and when Gabriel looked again, he only saw a very tall and skinny man standing there. His almost black hair was obviously defying gravity in Gabriel's view, and he was almost as pale as snow. When the Deadric prince looked his way, he only saw abnormal icy blue eyes, and a sick and crazy grin which showed his pointy teeth.
The angel blade was removed from Gabriel's throat as all the hooded men kneeled before the Daedra. The prince seemed to enjoy it much as he let out a low and haunting chuckle. It even gave Gabriel the chills.
"Finally. Free from that wretched Mundus." The Daedra said as he looked around. "A realm, completely for myself to rule. Nirn and Alduin didn't go as planned. The damned Dragonborn."
"M-my lord?" The Daedra averted his gaze to hooded man who was shaking like a leaf.
"You wish?" There was an edge to his voice.
"What do you intend to do with him?" The Daedra slowly averted his gaze to Gabriel and a toothy grin appeared on his face. With just a move of his hand, the fire disappeared and the Daedra moved so he was standing in front of the archangel.
"The one who brought me here, if I'm not mistaken? What are you called again? An angel?" He questioned.
At times like these, Gabriel would have replied with a sarcastic remark, but this was a completely different situation. He would never admit it, but he was beyond terrified of this Daedric prince. He thought it was just going to be like a more powerful demon, but Gabriel was gravely mistaken.
"An archangel, my lord. A creature of god." Hooded man replied quickly.
"And this god of yours is the creator of this universe?"
"Yes, my lord."
"Who is the ruler of hell?"
"Satan, my lord. Formerly an archangel, but cast down from heaven."
The Daedra chuckled out of amusement and walked to the other side of the room. "Both will be slain by my hand. They are but a petty cockroach compared to me." That angered Gabriel enough to punch the hooded man unconscious, take Death's Scythe and throw it at the Daedric prince. It lodged itself right into the side of his head, and it should have killed him immediately. But the only thing that it actually did to him was stagger him and make him hiss. The Daedric prince pulled the weapon out of his head and threw it to the floor before turning to the shocked archangel.
"A petty weapon like that cannot even harm me the slightest." The wound healed in a matter of seconds, leaving no mark at all.
It was impossible. That scythe was supposed to kill everything. Even Death himself, who was immortal in the first place.
Not wasting any seconds, Gabriel made a run for the back door which was left unguarded. The other three hooded people made a move to stop him, but the Daedric prince stopped them immediately.
"Leave him. Let him spread the word that a new ruler will arise."
In that moment, Gabriel realized he caused shit on Earth. Shit even worse than the apocalypse itself.