Title: the song of ashes, of falling
Disclaimer: not my characters; just for fun. Title from Denise Levertov.
Warnings: spoilers for aired season four
Pairings: none stated; bring your own inferences
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 310
Point of view: third
Azrael's child, he says. You cannot have this one.
The reaper looks at him, body shimmering. Angel, it replies. Release me from that human and I shall go.
He nods. In a moment, he says, you will be free.
And Sue-Ann's necklace is shattered.
o0o
Azrael's child, he says, you cannot have this one.
The reaper looks at him, insubstantial eyes sad. Angel, it replies. If it is his time, I will take him.
No, he says. You cannot have this one.
It smiles, the smile of regret and obedience. I do as I was made to, it tells him gently. And if his soul is ready to go, I shall take him to the otherside, whether you wish it or not.
He turns to look at the broken body, at the two brothers communicating through the veil, and he says, I will fight you.
I am Death, it says simply. You will try.
But John makes a deal and the reaper takes no soul but his, leaving him to the demons with whom he bargained.
o0o
Azrael's child, he begs, do not take this one.
Blood and pain coat the walls.
Angel, the reaper whispers, I am sorry. But his time is here, and he sold himself. He knew his fate.
Please, he says, wings spread over the still-warm body, sheltering it from further harm. The brother is sobbing, the body in his arms.
I do as I was made to, it explains softly.
It takes a soul to Hell and leaves him at Lilith's mercy.
o0o
Azrael's child, he says. Why are you here?
I met that man three times, the reaper replies. He is... astounding, for a mortal. It turns to face him, and he sees its father in its bearing. I can lead you to him.
He smiles. Welcome, then, he says.
And down they plunge into the depths.