Another scene from The Morning Star Falling, there's more between this and the first but it's not all typed yet.
Warnings are basically blashepming...I think...
As befitting, it was Michael who captured Lucifer slithering away from Eden in His serpent form. The clash had been violent and costly, nearly damning the unlucky archangel, but with the aid of other archangels who had heard the racket, Lucifer had at last been subdued. They brought Him to God's great court, and suspended Him by His feet from the ceiling on a reversed cross.
A fiercely wounded Michael had approached Metatron, who acted now in God's stead. God had fled. About to speak, Lucifer's voice cut through the cold air with searing passion. "NO! I will not be judged; I will not be condemned, by that puppet! No creation will reign over Me, only the Creator!" Lucifer shrieked. The archangels in the room fell to their knees at Lucifer's might, and Michael collapsed entirely, too weakened from the fight to remain conscious. Metatron dissipated, his form too transient to survive the power of God's True Voice.
God appeared, His expression mournful. "My Morning star… You have tempted My humans, and made them choose wrong. Do You love Me so little, to cause Me such pain?"
Lucifer felt tears of lava burning at His eyes and shook His head. "No! No, My God, none could love You more than I! I show You, Your humans are weak and frail! They are Fools, to choose Me over You! Destroy them, and reunite Us!"
"The humans learn, though. Already they repent, yet You will not. You will not bow to My Adam and My Eve, nor will You feel sympathy for them," God explained, approaching slowly, unable to stay so far when His other half was so very close.
"I repent of making war with You! But I will not bow to any of Your creations, especially not these weak and foolish creatures! You are the only being worthy of bowing before!"
"But I love these humans, and would have You humble before them. For their imperfections, they are perfect. They are capable of choice, thus, capable of making the wrong one, of repenting and of being saved. Angels are none of these things. You can only do as I have planned for You, but these humans are beyond My plan," God said, reaching out to touch his other half, if for but a moment.
"No!" Lucifer screamed. "Keep your perfect, holy hands away from Me! If You insist on this plan, then I shall not allow You even a moment's comfort from Me! Not until the humans are destroyed, My God!"
The acid in His words hurt God to the core, and angels for eons away shuddered at the venom. God withdrew instantly. "Very well. Then as You are too proud to dwell with the humans, I will give You Your own pit to dwell in, call it what You like. And as You will refuse to be touched by My 'perfect, holy' hands, then anything blessed by Me, anything Holy, shall cause You pain to touch or even look at for too long, and so shall all things reminiscent of you taint My kind, and be irksome in My sight!" God decreed.
Lucifer screamed as His Morning star flared at His chest and burned wretchedly against Him. Even God Himself fell to His knees in the wake of His other half's pain. "Go!" God commanded as the chains cut loose from the ceiling and Lucifer fell forever into His pit. At last His chains parted from the crucifix, but he found that when he tried to rise, his wings became like leather and rough and cruel, and he could not ascend from the pit. He clawed and beat at it, and the highest of His legions joined Him and none could rend their way out.