It took the Host all of an hour to get to the compound. The problem was they couldn't get in. They looked everywhere for what was keeping them out but were not finding anything. God himself could not enter the compound to the shock of the Host. In the end all they could do was watch and wait forced to listen to Michael's screams.
Slowly the years passed by.
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Michael was laying next to Adam in his dream meadow helping the human cloud draw. This time they were drawing a griffin.
"You know I wish we could save these." Adam said gesturing to the sky which was full of cloud drawings as he sat up.
Michael looked over at Adam then back at the drawings sitting up himself. "Maybe we can." The archangel said closing his eyes in consternation trembling with the effort. A few minutes later a leather bound sketchbook was lying between them.
But Adam didn't see it he was watching Michael. "Michael. Are you alright?" Adam questioned.
"I'm fine." The archangel said knowing Adam wouldn't believe him. He had told the human almost everything that was happening by this point. Simply because he needed someone to vent to about what Eve was doing.
"No your not. That seemed to take a lot out of you." Adam said.
"Adam." Michael huffed.
"Don't Adam me Michael. What has that bitch been doing to you now?" Adam hissed.
Michael's breathing picked up at the thought of Eve. The Mother of all Monsters had total control of him. Any fight he had against her went out the window when he'd bowed to her. Joshua. Oh Father. Joshua. Bowing to the monster hadn't saved his little brother.
"Michael. Michael." Adam called as the archangel started to fade. The human reached forward and grasped the archangel's hands right before he faded away.
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Michael woke to Eve glaring at him. "Watch the kids. They get hurt you will pay." It was the same thing every morning since the first one was born and every mouth she would put a new baby in his arms with orders to protect it and care for it.
Michael just nodded as Eve unchained him. The archangel groaned as he get up off the stone slab he now spent his nights chained to. "Yes Eve." It was the same thing every morning Eve would wake him up from dreams with Adam to tell jim to watch the kids. Their kids. There were a lot of the them Michael had quit counting after twenty. He'd spend the morning watch the kids and the afternoon as Eve's playtoy. Eve glared at him again before leaving the room. Michael stood there another few minutes before heading for the kids rooms.
First thing get them breakfast. So that meant his blood for the vampire. His heart for the werewolf twins. He was so tired, Eve didn't care that with his grace bound like it was to took everything he had just to heal enough to feed the kids. After breakfast the werewolf twins started whining about going outside to play. Michael sighed before relenting knowing that if he didn't he'd be beat for it. "Stay in the yard and play nice." The archangel called as the swarm ran into the courtyard. A few of the kids sent him vicious grins including the werewolf twins. They're planning something they love it when they get him in trouble with Eve. They're favorite things are when they get him in so much trouble that she locks him back in the torture chamber for however long and they get to have Eve watch them instead of him.
He should of seen it. He should caught them before they got out, but he didn't and now he'll pay for it. Eve screamed at him when she found out they got out. Whipped him for it, but when she got a message they were dead she really lost it. Holy oil she forced him to drink holy oil. He could still feel the burn. He fought to keep his eyes open as the servants readied the ring at his feet. He couldn't stop the sob from leaving him or the pleas that fell on deaf ears as Eve signaled for the fire to be lit. He screamed as she left.