~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Dreams of Innocence
Ch.3 The plan…
Heaven, Earth Time: 7:30 a.m.
God nodded to himself. Well, as much as God can nod, let me explain. God isn't truly a creature, more of a belief. When you are near him, you feel as if there is nothing wrong with the world, everything will be taken care of, and no worry should ever become you. But that is just the illusion that he emanates from him. He does have opinions and morals however, and he believes that everyone should follow them.
He also has many that help him when he needs them to help. There are first the Seraphs and Cherub, the lowest. They have small wings, but do most of the petty little errands that God needs done. The middle classes of angels are just dubbed "Angels" however there are many more than just regular angels. That class mostly consists of people who have achieved the right of going to Heaven. And Lastly the two most powerful classes of heaven, next to God. First are the Metonyms, they are the voices of God. These are the people you see who come in visions to you, acting as Angels or even God himself, because if you heard the true voice of God, you would surely die. The closest class to God is the Archangels; you may know two of them. Michael and Gabriel, well, all of the Archangels give their opinions to God, for these are the only ones who he truly trusts. As well as some Archangels are just used for being Guardians of Planets; they all have very important roles in the life of the Universe. They are all tangled in a web loyal to God, and lead happy roles.
Anyways, God nodded to himself. God's true figure was a tall, skinny man, with long wavy brown hair and deep understanding eyes. As with everyone in heaven, he emitted a soft light, which contributed to the fact that Heaven is indeed, never dark. As he turned away from his gold and ivory balcony, he looked at a little cherub floating near his shoulders. "I believe we can start the arrangement now, Lyark," He told the baby-faced angel. Lyark looked startled, "So soon my lord? Can you be sure?" He was sorry any of those words came out. Angels were not to question their leader's actions, unless they were of Archangel rank.
God did not mind this however, for it was a startling concept, to be sure. Her cradled the little Cherub, filling it with happiness and told it softly, "I would not think these things if it were unsafe for us to go through with this, I think that this 'Bulma' will the answer for us, she seems the perfect woman for our plan," The cherub sighed, and floated away with the report to begin what would soon be the end of Bulma's life.
Suddenly, a enormous Archangel came from no-where; he had deep green eyes, bronze skin and light brown hair. His wings were gold at each end, and the wingspan alone was three times the height of his body. However, the Archangel did not appear to seem happy. "Am I aware that you just said it was okay to go ahead with the project without consulted the others??" Gabriel was probably the most brash of all the Archangels, but he was one of the first, along with Michael, would was likely the most understanding.
God looked over to Gabriel and nodded, " I have seen and watched over this woman for many days, she seems content with what she has, but she could obtain so much more, however, many things would never elude her and she would be forever miserable with her past. I have chosen to take her in as the latest Archangel against Vejita and see to it that he stops all this nonsense he's started. The mention of the former Archangel Vejita got Gabriel's blood boiling, he had always been Vejita's rival. They had been created together before, but as time grew, they had started rivalry and become torn to complete different worlds.
Gabriel cooled down after a few moments then said, "I think we should put her to Guardian work first, so that we may know she is trustworthy of such an act during this time. I believe we should also have her meet Vejita so that she'll know first hand who he is," God smiled, and when God smiles, the whole world feels happy, at least for a moment. "Of course Gabriel, You will be the first to meet her, along with Michael," At these words, the tan Archangel relaxed a bit and flew off slowly, watching God from his Marble Palace.
As God looked back at the Angel with beautiful wings, he said to himself, "You will trust her, I know this from watching her while she slumbers, wishing in her dreams she was a better person than she turned out to be. If we allow her this, she can become a much better person, a person that she might want to become fully," Finally, he turned his back away, and floated to the inner chambers of his castle.
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Hell, Earth Time: 8:30 a.m.
Vejita sat in a plush burgundy chair, Victorian style. The whole room was surrounded with Victorian and gothic inspired art and architecture, which seemed to fit the Devil. The demon king held a beautiful visage; his hair was swept up as if one large onyx flame, with crimson eyes. His muscles were rippled across his chest perfectly while he held his beautifully folded black wings behind him. They settled into the chair, however, his wings weren't bat-like, as many other demons were, they were made of feathers, just as heaven's Angel's. But they were black, with deep red on the edge of the bottom of each wing. His skin wasn't pale, it was actually quite a healthy tan color, and his clothes were always made of a very comfortable and light material.
He always preferred comfort to fashion, unlike some of the demonic whores in hell who worn even the most uncomfortable clothing just to show off whatever they wanted. It disgusted him, all of it. God had punished him for the accusation of when humans were created; now he was doomed to live with the worst of them forever. He had had too much already; it was time for it to stop. And there was only one way to stop it. War.
That the way everything was settled now, War. It was such a beautiful thing to see, everything black and lifeless. But God had other plans. As Vejita sat in his chair of wine-colored velvet, a small imp-like demon told him of information that was utterly horrifying. God was taking in another Archangel, specifically picked to be able to point out all of flaws and take him down! How could God do this? He had created Vejita, and could call him his own son, but yet here he was, in a nightmare that was created just for him.
Ah, but some of the other Archangels didn't approve of doing this so soon, hm? Especially Gabriel, Vejita loathed him so much, but expected nonetheless than brashness from Gabriel. He even wanted to send the new Archangel onto a Guardian mission before even accepting them into heaven. He could see how he could deter the new Archangel in some way with this plan of God's. He would just have to lye in wait until the time was right for him to strike and take down the new-borne Angel.
He would have so much fun playing with the Angel before turning it back to it's Master, broken and afraid. Too frightened to go on, God would have to find another, and that could take many years, the last time he had picked an Archangel had been 23 years ago, and that God had stumbled upon by accident. The monster hadn't stopped giving information to Vejita however, it continued it soliloquy rant. At a remark it made, Vejita jumped out of the velveteen lounge chair. "The God is going to let the Archangel meet me?" This intrigued him beyond all thought, wondering how in the worlds of the entire universe God was going to get him to meet with the Angel and not know who it was.
He had questioned these thoughts further, but in due time would it only rear it's ugly head and begin to coil for it's strike. At this point in time however, a million precedents had been in his mind, so he dismissed the little demon. Sitting back into the chair, his ripped muscles constrained against his supple skin immensely, but he still smiled. This would have a very interesting turnout.
He just hoped the Archangel would survive as long as he would like it to.