The song here is "Second Chances" by Imagine Dragons

Second Chances

They all agreed that that was their plan; destroy all hybrids that Heaven and Hell had created to restore the balance to the world and return it to what it used to be. It was better than trying to rid the world of Hell. They all agreed that it was created for the purpose of having a balance. Micah made them see that. Thus, Hell would remain, but not the hybrids.

The Cambions tilted the world in Hell's favor and that unsettled the balance of the world; it was not acceptable. Micah assured them that this was the best way to fix their problems and if they killed the Cambions, the Nephilims were no exception.

He made notes of the hybrids and assigned a group of angels to each one.

The first cohort had Jane the Nephilim; quite a simple hybrid to destroy so when that was done, they could aid the second cohort in killing Clara, the Queen of Hell. They all knew she'd be their most difficult target, which is why Micah created a well thought-out plan. The third cohort would handle any interruptions while the first and second cohort overwhelmed her. She was strongest when pregnant, but that time was long gone. She could not fight so many angels.

The fourth cohort would target her child which would be easier, but still difficult. The fifth cohort would see to the interruptions and the sixth cohort would be searching for Jesse Turner. Micah was certain he was still alive and he was no exception.

There was also a seventh and eighth cohort as reinforcements if there be need for it.

Despite the fact that the angels were faithful that Micah's plan was flawless, he was certain that he needed some fail-proof assurance to his plan. He needed something powerful and that was the closest being to God. However, dealing with him would be complicated. On the other hand, he respected deals and he was an angel of honor, although his judgment and intentions haven't quite aligned harmoniously. It was a risk, but it was well worth it.

He had to try.

Micah walked down the corridors in Heaven that were silent; absent of any visitors. This was a part of Heaven that was best to forget because the angels there had done unspeakable things and had to atone for it and do so in repentance. These angels could not possibly be redeemed, however they could show their progress by accepting to aid the angels and possibly win their trust.

That's what Micah would be offering Metatron. If he did help them in killing the hybrids, the angels would see that he is progressing well in his repentance and they would eventually come to trust him. Then one day he just might be able to be a pillar of Heaven.

Micah approached the cells and stood in front of one and waited patiently. Metatron was lying against the far wall and once he opened his eyes, seemed slightly surprised to have a visitor. He pushed himself up and sluggishly sat up.

"Well, who do I have the pleasure of meeting?" he asked, sounding sincere but Micah knew better. Metatron was very bitter, especially with his own kind.

"I'm Micah." He said and Metatron grinned as if he was impressed, but it was nothing but mockery.

"Would you be the angel that I heard so much about?" he asked, still mockingly sounding impressed. He crossed his ankles and folded his hands on his lap with a wicked grin. He was cleverer than the angels gave him credit for. He was locked in a cell in a nearly abandoned section of Heaven and he still managed to know more than he let on.

However, Micah wasn't going to acknowledge that and sound surprised.

"I would be, yes." He replied with a serious facial expression that seemed to have caught Metatron off guard, but of course not completely. "I trust that you also heard the fiasco that took place some time ago." He added and Metatron simply stared at him with a twist of mischief in his eyes, but he gave a slight grin and nodded.

"I did." He added and Micah remained silent in order to see if he would confess what he knew, which he doubted. "Quite a lot you have on your plate." He added, not letting on how much he knew. It made Micah wonder just how much he really knew. Was this an act? Did he in fact know nothing and was hoping to get information?

"Indeed." Micah said, figuring out this little game. "The murdering of angels at the hands of rogues... It's a shame." He added and Metatron nodded his head.

"Heaven is in chaos. It's been like that for a long time." Metatron said. "Get use to it." he added and Micah wasn't sure if he was grinning or not. But one thing was certain; Metatron didn't really know.

"Yes, only I haven't told you the truth." Micah said and Metatron's expression was blank, but then he grinned wickedly.

"Good shot." He said, not hint of mockery. "We actually have a smart one here." He added and Micah grinned slightly. "Going to tell me the truth, then?" he asked and Micah crossed his arms over his chest.

"I doubt I can make a trustworthy and honorable deal with you." He replied, putting his plan into motion, hoping it would work as well as he hoped.