To Fight Against a Legion

by ShadowyDream

Michael is joined by another of the Seven archangels, Camiel the archangel of love. Can they protect man's only hope of survival while facing a legion of foes? And in the meantime will they each find love? Michael X OC Camiel, an archangel

1. Chapter 1

Preface

'And God said, Let us make man in our image, after our likeness: and let them have dominion over the fish of the sea, and over the fowl of the air, and over the cattle, and over all the earth, and over every creeping thing that crept upon the earth. So God created man in his image, in the image of God created he him; male and female created he them. And God blessed them…and God saw everything that he had made, and, behold, it was very good. '

So that first week is forever etched into my memory. We, the archangels, witnessed it all…and what beauty there was in viewing the whole world come to life. Gabriel, Michael, Raphael, Uriel, Camiel, Jophiel, and Suryan—some of our names live on in the humans' countless history books, while other names have been forgotten. Their history books only cover small sighs of time though and there are vast periods missing. We alone have witnessed it all. We alone have seen just what exactly the human race is capable of.

Darkness in light and light in darkness, forever wheeling about each other, forever inextricably tied together—that is what the humans are capable of. When our duties permit, some of us will watch over the humans, some will guide, some will teach. However, times occur when our Cadre of Seven must meet. When our Father gives us an order, we obey. That's how I thought it would worked, how it would always be. Oh, how wrong I was.

There came a time in our long existence when He no longer remembered His promise to His Beloved creation—man and woman. He forgot His promise to keep His bow in the clouds—to never erase the beauty of the earth in pure destruction. The humans were so steeped in their darkness most of the archangels' understood His order. They understood why He wanted it done.

There were some though that looked down at the dark, dark world (such darkness, the sky above filled with stars had more points of light) and saw something more. We saw the guttering Light within in the Darkness—a few small humans attempting to hold back the oncoming darkness with their own small candle lights of Faith. We saw that it would eventually end in their destruction without an intervention. We, Michael and I, alone remembered what it felt like to bow down before the Father's Beloved, what it felt like to love them with such unconditional and unrestrained resolve. We alone saw one small flickering light that burned brighter than most—there was hope still—and that is what led us on our own desperate Fall to save those that the Father needed.

This is where our story begins, when we had to fight against a Legion.