Sariel giggled to themselves as they glided through the clouds of Earth, light grey feathers fluttering from their back as the air parted gently through them.

"Samael! Saaammmaaaeeeellll!" they yelled as they looked from side to side, searching for their older sibling. "Where are you?!" They pouted to themselves as their search only ended up fruitless.

"Got you!" was a voice suddenly right next to their ear, and arms suddenly squeezed around Sariel's waist.

"Samael!" squawked the younger angel, and they both began to lose altitude. "Let ggggooooooooo!" they whined loudly, and they could imagine the look of amusement on their sibling's face, "We're gonna hit the ground!"

"So what? It'll be fun!" laughed Samael, not relenting their grip, and both angels crashed with a flurry of dirt, and white and grey feathers.

"Ouchie," groaned Sariel from the ground, whining with their wings fluttering to disperse some of the dark soil.

"Oh, Sari, don't be a fledging about it," snickered Samael, detangling from the younger sibling's body, their own white feathers ruffling up then smoothing out.

"I am not!" whined Sariel, their wings moving to and fro, stretching to their fullest extent.

"Did you get the message Gabriel sent?" asked Samael suddenly, and Sariel shook their head. "They said Father wants us to witness His new creations."

"Ugh, do we have to?" whined Sariel even more, but Samael only held a hand out for them to grab and pull themselves up.

"All the others are going to be there," said the older archangel, and Sariel sighed, brushing dirt off their toga.

Both of them took a running start into the air, their wings flapping powerfully as they rose to just below the clouds.


"Where did they say they are?!" yelled Sariel, turning their head just to keep Samael in their line of sight.

"Over by the largest rain forests! Come on!" shouted back Samael as both angels started reaching supersonic speeds.

They reached their destination in no time, slowing down when they saw their siblings and Father.

"Hello, Father!" greeted Sariel jovially, feet covered in flat sandals touching the damp ground as Samael landed beside them.

"Sariel," said Father gently, his dark grey eyes crinkling up slightly as He took in the sight of the ruffled archangel as they approached. "Samael."

"Hello Father," said Samael respectfully, bowing their head slightly as they took in the sight of their other five siblings. "Michael. Raphael. Gabriel. Remiel. Raguel. How are you?"

"We are fine," said Michael, their vessel looking unruffled as ever. Cold black eyes accessed Samael in their current state, analyzing Samael's wind tousled black hair and carefully blank expression.

"So, whaddya call us here for, Father?" asked Sariel hopefully, personality a complete 180 after their earlier whining. "Samael said something about new creations? Ooo!" The archangel's wings flitted happily with every word, feathers slicking down after the appendages settled.

"Indeed," said Gabriel, their hazel eyes flicking towards their sibling.

Father gave a mock sigh, a slight smile sliding onto His face when Sariel gazed up at Him with hopeful eyes. "I have planned this Creation for some time. I will call them Humans."

A small animal crawled out of the riverbank, small paws grasping at wet soil.

Sariel stared with rapt attention on the small creature, fascinated. "Woooowwww," they whispered, and they shone a dazzling smile at Him. "This is so amazing! You're so amazing, Father!"

He smiled at them, then ruffled Sariel's hair.

"It's so small," noted Gabriel, fingers twitching like they wanted to touch the small crawling creature.

"Don't," piped in Michael, watching their sibling with wary eyes. The little fleshy creature shook water off itself, slowly crawling faster.

"Give them time, and they will appear fully formed," said God, and the archangels nodded.

"Of course, Father," said Michael, bowing, and slowly the archangels wandered off, and Sariel was soon the only one there, looking intently at the small creature.

Their Father was gazing at Sariel with curiosity as the future archangel of Death, Eternity, and Trembling considered the existence of the animal.

Sariel twitched as they noticed their Father's attention on them. They gave a shy smile before fleeing, moving as fast as they could in the opposite direction of their Father.

They stopped thousands of miles away, and they sat on a side of a mountain. The winds were cold, evident of the snow on the piles of rock, but the angel felt none of it. Powdery white snow clung to their hair, and they beat their wings once, sending the solid water flying.

The sun was shining brightly and the wind howled, tousling the angel's hair before they brushed it out. Sariel stood up, then knelt to gather a ball of snow in their hand. They stood up again, tossing the snow in the air before they fell off the mountain, their wings catching the wind. This time they flew leisurely, letting the remaining snow in their hair to melt.

The angel only stopped over a bright desert, the sun bearing down on their wings. They kicked a lose rock from the ground, and hid their wings from the mortal world. To be honest, Sariel had become enchanted with Earth, and delighted over new flora they found in the soil.


Time passed, and eventually, the little creature that crawled out of a river became what God introduced as Humans, and both the Human and the archangels were brought into the garden of Eden, which was being attended to by a newer angel named Joshua.

The…man introduced himself as "Adam", and the…woman as "Eve".

Sariel didn't understand the odd pronouns, but the other archangels just shrugged, willing to let the subject be.

Samael scrutinized the Humans, but said nothing after their 'evaluation'. Michael bowed when God told them to love the Humans as they loved Him. From the corner of their eyes, Sariel could spy Samael, Raguel and Remiel grimacing. Gabriel and Raphael said nothing, and followed Michael's example. Sariel themselves said nothing, moving to their second oldest sibling's side.

Sariel reached for Samael's hand, and their sibling grasped it unconsciously. Sariel's hand tightened, tugging at their sibling's, and motioned for them to play, to wipe away any memory of that grimace.

When He let the archangels go about their duties, both Samael and Sariel went to play hide and seek among the trees of Eden.

The activity did as it intended, both archangels laughing while hiding from each other, and soon enough, even Gabriel and Remiel joined in.

When the quartet was finished, all of their robes were smeared with chlorophyll from the tree leaves, feathers in disarray after rushing through tree tops.

Combat practice wasn't set for another day cycle, so the four archangels went to a river to wash the muck off their vessels, and clean their robes and sandals in the water. Samael snapped their fingers and new cloth materialized, ready to be worn.


Soon enough, God created more angels, but unlike the first seven, those were much weaker. Like how Sariel, Remiel and Raguel were born after Samael, Michael, Raphael and Gabriel, the latter three archangels were more involved with bringing up the younger angels. God had decided to let the seven archangels start creating animals on Earth, and they did, creating animals in the land, the sea, and the sky.

Some of the weirder animals were placed in an isolated island that not even the archangels wanted to touch.

Sariel didn't care for most of them, and created a jellyfish that could survive even the deepest waters. They made many sea creatures, some of them more horrifying than the last.

Of them all, Gabriel had the most fun in making creatures that absolutely made no sense. Sariel didn't want to ask what they were thinking.

Sariel waved to one of the angels guarding Eden, this one with a flaming sword at xir side. Xe was named Aziraphael, and xe was kind've…portly, compared to the other angels. Yet, like a lot of things, the archangel paid it no mind, as long as Aziraphael did xir job.

There weren't many animals in the Garden, for He feared that they would attempt to eat the Humans. Considering that Humans had no biological weaponry, Sariel could see why.

Some of the angels had gone with the fad Adam and Eve had started, giving themselves genders. For example, Raguel had asked to be called a 'him', like Adam. Anael chose to call themselves a 'she'. Uriel wanted to be called a 'him' as well, and so did Michael.

Sariel preferred to just be called them in honor of their original vessel. Samael, Gabriel and Remiel didn't care about what they were called so long as their names were acknowledged.


Years passed, and Sariel quickly wondered how things had gone so wrong. Samael now called themselves 'Lucifer', Adam and Eve were kicked out of Eden because of Crawly, an angel in the form of a snake once called 'Sachiel' before falling after hanging around Sam—Lucifer's crowd.

Lucifer raged against their Father, furious about how He wanted them to love the Humans, His Creations that were flawed in so many ways. Lucifer refused to bow to the humans, and several angels rallied with them, while others rallied behind Michael. The other archangels were scattered, and Sariel knew not where Gabriel fled.

Raguel and Remiel fled to Earth while Raphael stood beside Michael. As for Sariel, she tried desperately to see into the future, but ultimately fled, following Gabriel's example. They hid their Grace under sigils carved into their flesh, temporary scarring to remove the larger indicators of their Grace.

Sariel fled into the future to escape the Holy War, a war that would destroy so many Brothers and Sisters and Siblings, and cast Lucifer (Samael) into Hell's Cage.

The sigils were strong enough to mask enough of Sariel's Grace, but not enough to render them completely powerless, and Sariel could repair the damage if they wished. Another way they hid themselves was by carving sigils into their vessel's ribs to avoid detection by dream walking or from allowing other angels to find their vessel.

They decided that their visage needed to be changed to avoid detection, so they chose an aesthetically pleasing face.

Unfortunately, or fortunately, as they became closer to the humans that roamed the planet, Sariel developed a fondness of some of them.

Humans had attracted them unlike any other of their creations, and Sariel found themselves wanting. The species had a knack for creativity, where Sariel found fascinating. Heaven was so rigid in some areas, they remembered, and many of the fledging angels were a little…anal, to put it mildly.

The human's civilizations grew and fell, and before they knew it, pronouns were even more of a fad than ever.

Sariel decided to go with 'she', because they liked the pale blue girl's clothes came in.

She would occasionally listen to Heaven's chatter, the angels quieting down about the Great War after the centuries.

The Archangel went through the motions, throwing her lot in the reapers that prowled around, looking for human souls to move into either Heaven or Hell. Eventually she was bored, and she decided to walk among the humans, unwilling to stay invisible any longer.

The world of humans was cruel, and Sariel could barely comprehend what her Father's Creations had turned into.

Wars between humans dotted the world, innocent blood splattering the ground. Sariel, though not working as a true Angel of Death, she kept note of the amount of death, carefully writing in a Book not unlike her Death Book.

Time passed, as it inevitably did, and Sariel found herself wandering the streets of the United States of America. She found the hopeful and the hopeless, the wealthy and the poor. Pity for her Father's creatures hung heavily in her Grace, and she decided to help some live.

Some humans would be miraculously cured of their ailments, and Sariel reveled in the feeling of giving others a second chance. The miracles were random, only happening when she felt that the humans effected had too much potential to just die due to illness.

These humans were worthy of her protection, she thought.

Her Father wanted them to love the humans, so she did.