Wanted to apologize for that Author's Note – a desperate attempt at getting some reviews for my own creation (turtle of shame) Anyway I'm back with this chapter – I know it's a bit wordy, to be honest SPN is not what it used to be and there's no inspiration there so I'm doing this as I get some. School work is a B to the ITCH, expect less updates – follow me on Twitter, tell me what you want to see happening, I need ideas – this is your chance to have the story how you like it! Also who thinks killing off Bobby for STUPID AND OMFG HOW COULD THEY! (I'll rant about that later) Bye Guys!
Okay first of all forget all the crap you think you know about Angels, in fact forget everything you Sunday school teacher ever taught you – it's all fairy tales. If only Angels were little fat babies with fluffy white wings – a halo of love and compassion dancing freely above their heads. In reality…
Angels are dicks.
They really don't care about humans – to them humans are worthless – weak, pathetic, a waste of space. They only serve humans and protect them because it is G-d's will. Now I'm not saying every Angel hate humans – some are…
Tolerant.
The next thing on the Angel's smiting lists are obviously demons – poor lost human souls who have spent so long in the arms of corruption in hell they have lost all their humanity and do nothing but seek to corrupt the very thing itself. But demons, they are only second place enemies to the Angels. The number one, top of the range, big daddy, first class enemy is…
Me.
Or rather, according to my nearly discovered Arch-Angel friend – my race. The Nephilim. Now for those who actually read this shizz will know that the bible or whatever will mention these "Sons Of G-d" (Angels – or rather Lucifer's corrupted Angels) and the daughters of man, get a little frisky and have children. According to The Trickster who didn't I mention WAS THE FREAKING ARCH-ANGEL GABRIEL - anyway he says that this was a bitch slap from Lucifer to G-d, to show how easy humans could be corrupted. Apparently this was not the first time; Lucifer had done the same thing to Adam's first wife, Lilith, the mother of all Demons. Only she had become demonic because she had been corrupted by Lucifer so much she had lost her humanity – so her children were instead Demons. This time, however was different. It was of a massive scale – the entirety of Lucifer's garrison had come down from the heavens (which was currently a war) taken human men as "vessels" and slept with their wives and this, from the fruits of their lions came forth these children – The Nephilim. Half Angel – Half Human. Some died from horrific mutations, some lived with powers beyond Angels – not only could they feel, think on their own but they also had Angelic powers, they could exorcize Demons, teleport, heal, telekinesis, telepathy, see other supernatural creatures, immortality.
G-d saw them as unstable – corrupted children from corrupted parents. A weapon towards Heaven. No being with emotions and free will and conscious could have that kind of power – such as The Nephilim held. So G-d wiped them from the Earth – the corrupted humans too. It was called "The Great Flood" – Only one family could live, a man called Noah and his wife and children for Noah did not give permission for Angels to use his body for he only trusted G-d, therefore his wife did not sleep with an Angel. After the flood all The Nephilim were massacred from the Earth – only Noah and his family remained, including two of every animal of course.
Their youngest child Enoch wrote of what had happened and soon G-d was pleased with Enoch's work and secured him a place in Heaven before his time – Enoch became Metatron, the greatest of all Angels , he secured peace in Heaven and casted out Lucifer into a cage which could only be broken by the breaking of 66 Seals. He became leader of Heaven and still is. When I asked Gabriel where G-d was, he simply shrugged as said he had left for greater things.
I was grateful for the stiff drink Gabriel gave to me after his little story. It wasn't so much the story itself that made me crave an alcoholic beverage to calm myself but perhaps the way Gabriel se about explaining to me – his use of "physical" techniques were not the best idea – practically in the flood scene, I'd never known what it was like to be drowning until now.
`I awoke to find something poking me on my nose, very gently at first but so it became so continuous I began to stir – flapping my hand in front of my face as if scaring away a bee. Peeking one eye open I found myself staring and Gabriel sprawled next to me, taking up about 90% of the bed, his finger pressed firmly on my nose.
"Is little Ezri finished her beauty sleep?" He whined sarcastically.
"My name…"
"Oh Yeah I know Meggy" he sang back, adding extra-emphasis on the nickname.
He jumped up and clapped his hands in a dance of cheerfulness, twizzled around towards the kitchen. I slowly got myself up, feeling sticky from sleeping in my clothes – it was only then did I realise I hadn't even taken my boots off. Whipping those off in an instant I clambered up to see what all the clattering that was emitting from the kitchen was all about. Accept, I find Gabriel rather half-heartily whipping up what appeared to be piles and piles of waffles. The smell was over-whelming, in a good way – my stomach starting growling and as if Gabriel could speak stomach language he spun around – a small Italian moustache plastered on his face which seemed to emphasize the HUGE grin strapped on his face – he was having the time of his life.
"Ahh the Madam 'as come from her chambre, take a seat s'il vous plait!"
Ignoring his shocking French I plonked myself down at the table and watched as his Gabriel, ran up and down the kitchen like a frenzied little boy on Christmas Day. Soon my lips touched the warm chewiness of the maple syrup soaked waffle and I was in heaven and for all I knew I probably was. Gabriel sat in front of me, his pride grin still on his face and he watched me as if I was his new favourite toy. Stopping at eating I looked at him in a sort of WTF face like expression.
"So" he began "Does that convince you, you'll stay?"
Placing the waffle onto the plate I stared at him.
"No, I'm saying because I want to know who wants to kill me and why?"
He got up and span around – it's getting rather annoying now.
"Ahhh" he sang "No one wants to kill you silly"
"So who wants me and why"
He looked at me and pouted his lips – this guy has such annoying traits.
"Now where's the fun in that" he smiled "If you want to find out, you'll have to stay"
He grinned – he's got me trapped. No way could I leave not knowing what was out there to possibly kill me – I'll have to stay but as soon as I find out I'm skipping this place.
"So" I said "If I stay, you'll tell me everything I want to know?" I asked
"Yes, but not all at once – you'll have to earn my knowledge skills baby"
Groaning at the pretentious comment, I pulled myself up from the table and might Gabriel in the eye.
"Well then" I started "I guess if I'm here and with you I'm safe"
"Oh yes no-one will mess with me sweet cheeks, although…"
He leaned in, turning his head left to right as if he were telling me a secret in crowded room.
"You might need protection from me"
He winked expecting me to laugh with him – I slapped him in the face instead. I immediately regretted it inside.
"I'm ss – sorry Gabriel. I just…"
Strangely as if unfazed by it, he shrugged and said no problem and cheerily remarked he's had worse and that I should have met to G-ddess Kali (G-d forbid it please)
"Anyway" he spoke "You can make it up to me!"
"How" I replied.
"Let's go to Paris!"
"Paris?"
And in a second we were somewhere different.