"Ah...hello there...mother?" Were its first words.
"Hello, Aziraphale." God smiled down at Her newest progeny. It would be the last of his kind ever to be made so Aziraphale held a unique space within Her. "How are you?"
"I don't really know. I don't suppose you can tell me?" Aziraphale asked in a hopeful tone as God ran Her version of hands over its being. The sensation made the much smaller being feel all warm and loved at once, Aziraphale glowing brighter in the palms of God's hands.
"I think you should feel special." God said as She held her child close.
"You do? Why?" Aziraphale asked, blinking all its eyes at Her.
"Because you are special, little one. I have made you so." God told him as She worked on the last finishing touches.
"What am I?" Aziraphale asked as it watched Her do so with interest, but very little understanding.
"Something new." God leaned in to whisper. "But you can't tell anyone you are. Can you promise me that, Aziraphale?"
"Yes, Mother." Aziraphale said dutifully, making God pause to consider him.
"It's not going to be easy. You will tested over and over again, even the angels." God warned, "Please think it over before answering. Can you promise me?"
"I can. I promise." Aziraphale answered slower this time. It stayed quiet a little bit longer as God worked more on its form and function. "Er, excuse me?"
"Yes, Aziraphale?"
"I'm not an angel?"
"No, you are not, but you're definitely clever." God smiled, pleased that Aziraphale had picked up on that.
"If I'm not an angel, what am I? Why am I special?" Aziraphale asked as God tinkered away.
"Because I am going to make you the Earth's guardian. There you will inspire and protect some of my favorite creations." God smiled. The expression was not a joyful one. "I can not leave this task to the others though, not now."
It was then Aziraphale was filled with the great and terrible knowledge about the war in Heaven, what it had cost all the Choirs. Heaven felt true loss and sorrow, and was scarred by it.
"Aziraphale, I need you to be kind. Horrific things are going to happen to you and all around you, but above all else, I need you to remain kind." God said, running her hands over Her creation again. She was about to send him away from Her. This would be the last time Her beautiful child would be in Her presence.
"Of course, Mother. If that's what you want me to do." Aziraphale said, turning big beautifully new thoughts in its head. "Mother?"
"Yes, Aziraphale?"
"May I ask why? Why me?" Aziraphale asked, "Surely you have better options than me? I'm new. What do I have to offer?"
"I need you because you have been spared what has occurred in Heaven. I need someone I can trust with the humans." God said, Her sadness making all of Aziraphale's eyes tear up.
"Must I do this alone? I can't ask any other angel for help?" Aziraphale wondered, feeling nervous for the first time ever.
"You won't have to do it alone. I've already seen to that." God said with another sad complicated look before sighing out an entire nebula. "Aziraphale, this next part is important. I want you to do whatever you think is right, no matter what, no matter what anyone else tells you."
"How will I know?"
"You just will. Go with your gut."
"What's a gut?"
"Oh yeah, I got to make you one of those." God said absently as she set Aziraphale down to start puttering around her workspace. "You're full title, the one we shall tell Heaven for now, will be the Angel of the Eastern Gate, the Guardian of Eden. Whatcha think?"
"It's a bit long." Aziraphale said, making God laugh. "Will I be meeting the Angel of the Western Gate?"
"There will be no other angels in the Garden. Only you." God said in a strange pensive tone of voice. Aziraphale didn't have time to dwell on it as God set out several things in front of it. "Here we are. All done."
"Oh my, three corporations?" Aziraphale said, zipping around them until it was caught up in God's hands.
"Yes, you'll be a bit like a Russian nesting doll." God said as She placed Aziraphale into the first. It was very complex and immense.
"Russian nesting doll? What's that?"
"Don't worry about it. You'll love them. Just be patient. They won't be around for a long while." God said as Aziraphale settled further in. "This is what you truly are, what you must hide until the time is right."
"This is a lot. Won't the others notice?" Aziraphale said, wiggling around. It made God smile as She placed the entirety of Aziraphale into the second corporation. Its purpose was to muffle and contain the first. It was also designed to be the last line of defense, the form of a Seraphim, a being from the highest spheres of angels. It would be able to even stand against Lucifer or Micheal if need be.
"This last corporation is to hide your true nature from both Heaven, Hell, and everything else in between." God said as She slipped Aziraphale into its last form, one of a Principality, an type of angel from the lowest sphere. Aziraphale wondered why it would have to hide anything from Heaven.
"Are you ready, Aziraphale?"
"No, but I'll try to do my best."
"That's all I ask."