Hello there, Skylinemaster here with another installment of the world works in mysterious ways.

"Speech."

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She underestimated him, and they were all going to die because of him.

She saw Kiba, profusely bleeding from his body.

All of them were bleeding.

They were no match for him, and they were all going to pay for underestimating him.

Rias stared as Kokabiel, who was grinning madly from his face.

Sona was no match for him either.

And now they were all going to die, just because they had failed.

"Bwahahaha! I thought that I'd have more fun, but I guess not. Well then, prepare to die!"

Kokabiel said, readying his Light spears to be thrown at the dying Devils.

Rias closed her eyes, ready for imminent death.

She opened her eyes after several seconds, wondering if this is what death for Devils look like.

She stared at Kokabiel, who is staring at the sky.

Kokabiel has an angry expression on his face, and is shouting profanities at the sky.

"If you think you can, just come down here! I'll kill you just like I'll kill these Devils!"

"Are you sure about that, Kokabiel?"

A new, male voice said to all in attendance.

Kokabiel's red eyes widened maliciously as he saw the speaker of the voice.

An African-American man strolled through the bodies of the dying Devils, lazily glancing at them as he walked towards Kokabiel.

"Raphael, so Michael is sending you in his place? Is he too scared to face me himself?"

All the eyes widened at this fact.

Here he was. One of the Archangels recorded in the Bible was here, right in front of them.

This didn't give any comfort to the Devils here though.

They knew Angels, especially the Archangels attitudes towards Devils. Most Angels viewed Devils as mutations and bastards , and treated any that they saw which great cruelty and contempt.

Raphael simply frowned as he heard this. He remembered Kokabiel's arrogance, which had been evident in Heaven, and remembered how much Kokabiel had annoyed him.

"Do you really think he is scared of an Ophanim like you? Has your time away from Heaven diminished your intelligence as well?"

Raphael spoke as another body teleported next to him.

Here was a young, white male wearing a jean jacket and jean pants.

Kokabiel grinned sadistically as he saw him.

"Michael."

Yes, it is Michael, currently inhabiting the form of a young John Winchester. Once an Archangel has possessed a vessel, it can materialize it and inhabit the body at a whim.

"Kokabiel. What is this?"

Michael asked sternly.

Kokabiel sneered at this.

"Are you that foolish?! I want to start the Apocalypse, and prove that we Fallen are superior to you arrogant ones in Heaven once and for all! I'll finish what Shemhazai and Azazel were too cowardly to do."

"And you think that is your role? What gives you the right to start it?"

Michael said as Kokabiel laughed maniacally.

"Still following that stupid man's orders? You think I'm going to let you and Lucifer start the Apocalypse? That should be my job! I want to end this world!"

Michael narrowed his eyes dangerously as he Kokabiel said "stupid man."

"That is my Father you are talking about Kokabiel. Did you forget he was yours too?"

"Tch, he was holding me back! He was holding all of us back. Too many rules, too many regulations. So what if we want to kill Humans once in a while. So what if we had forceful relations with Human women and fathered Nephilim? And that is why I killed him."

Kokabiel ranted as Michael glanced at the dying Devils, who are all wide eyed at the conversation.

Michael closed his eyes as he pondered Kokabiel's words.

A feeling came into his body.

Sadness. Yes, the God who created everything had died at Kokabiel's hand. Michael knew of Trihexa, and the amount of power required to seal it away. The power drained so much away from God that killing him was rather easy, and Kokabiel exploited that, killing God in the final stages of the Great War. Michael kept this secret, only letting Raphael know of God's death and Trihexa's existence, and so Michael assumed the role of Heaven's leader.

"Because Father said that we couldn't! And that is why we can't! He gave us tasks and those are the ones we must fulfill."

Kokabiel's face twisted into a maniacal grin.

"Okay, then I will be the one that kills you and Raphael, those Devils, and anyone else who is foolish enough to stand up to me."

"Heal these Devils, Raphael. I'll deal with Kokabiel."

Michael said as wings appeared from his back.

Unlike most Angels, the wings of Archangels and high ranking Angels physically materialize and can be used for flight. The minimum number of wings that an Angel needs to have his wings materialize physically is six. Michael has twelve wings, each the brightest white possible with a golden glow, extruding dangerous amounts of holy aura to the Devils below.

Michael has a golden halo on his head, completing his battle form, something that no one has seen since the Great War all those years ago. Any human that viewed his transformation would have instantly died, as would have any Devils, but Raphael shielded them from the harmful effects from the holy light.

Michael looked sadly at Kokabiel, his former brother.

"Your move, brother."

Michael said as Kokabiel grinded his teeth.

"Still not taking me seriously?! Die!"

Kokabiel said, laughing thousands of Light spears at the leader of Heaven, who simply didn't flinch at the barrage.

Michael looked unimpressed as the Light spears flew at him, before he teleported away from the spears.

"Kokabiel, you and I both know that that will not work."

Michael said, a frown adoring his face.

"Tch, your turn then. See if you can kill me."

"We both know the answer to that, Kokabiel."

Kokabiel flew into a rage at this.

"Just because you were his first, doesn't make you better that me! He was stupid for making you an Archangel when that should have been me!"

Michael's eye twitched at this. He doesn't tolerate disrespect, especially about him or his Father, God.

"Is this how you really want to end?"

Michael asked him seriously as he put his fingers in snapping position.

"Do you think I am that weak that you can do that to me? You didn't have the guts to kill Penemue, what makes you think you have the guts to kill someone like me."

Michael smiled at Kokabiel's words. No matter what Kokabiel did, he was an Angel, someone that Michael held close to him. Michael gave all the chances to back down, but Kokabiel refused.

"Alright then, goodbye Kokabiel."

Michael said, snapping his fingers.

Kokabiel exploded into millions of pieces as Michael scattered his grace into the cosmos.

Michael had just killed Kokabiel.

"Michael, what should we do about them?"

Raphael said, referring to the Devils who know the truth about God's death.

"Let's erase their minds, we can't have word of this leak out."

Michael said as they turned to the terrified Devils.

Michael and Raphael simply held their hands out, and their minds were wiped clean due to Angelic magic.

The Devils collapsed on the ground as the Archangels ascended back to Heaven after fixing Kuoh Academy.

Well, I hope you enjoyed that. Please follow, favorite, and review. If you have an idea for a chapter, review or pm me and I will try to respond.

Tentatively planned chapters:

Godstiel meets with the Four Great Satans.

Dean and Sam go to the Kuoh Academy Peace Treaty Conference.

Dean and Sam hunt a Stray Devil and meet the ORC.

Until next time, Skylinemaster out.