Well hello there! As usual I'm going to kick off with an apology on not updating this! I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry!
*Sam Winchester puppy eyes* am I forgiven? It's hard to write when your two year old little brother is pushing all the buttons on your laptop! ^.^

Hester and Inias are in this one. But only briefly. Remember 'em? Freaky angels from Season Seven? Ya do? Good.

Oh, and to any of you that bothered to read it, I have updated All Hallow's High 2 ! If any of you have no idea what the hell I'm on about (it happens) then I seriously suggest you check it out, that is, if you want to see more of Feathers, Jiah, Balth and Gabe It's set when Gabriel is 14. It's before Feathers and himself are the cute little couple we know them to be in this little story.

Please forgive me!

Alice

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Chuck was the first one to react. He raced forward. Gabriel was doubled over, coughing and spluttering eyes wide in pain and confusion. Feathers tried her best to sit up. "G-Gabe…."

Chuck lifted her out of the way before seeing to his fourth born. "Gabriel?..." He looked up at Lucifer with an angry gaze. "What has he ever done to you?!"
Lucifer didn't answer. He just smiled. Smiled. Michael felt the anger burning up inside him. Castiel was clinging onto him like a lifeline. Little head buried somewhere under his arm.

"For the sake of Heaven, Lucifer he's just a child!" Michael practically screamed. Lucifer paid no attention to his brother, but Michael's words had struck a chord in the morning star's mind. He tilted his head to the side, blonde hair glistening in the flood lights. Gabriel was coughing up blood now, hacking and gagging. Choking on the life dependent liquid. Well, life depending if you were human. Lucifer smiled. Twisting Gabriel's grace again, causing the boy to let out a strangled scream from Chuck's arms. Chuck had seen enough. He threw his hand forward willing his grace to throw Lucifer into a wall. Lucifer just smiled. But it wasn't a happy one, it wasn't even an malicious one. He just smiled, sadly. Knowingly. Chuck's power wasn't working. Not when Lucifer was this powerful.

"Stop it!" Balthazar shouted, trying his best to run at his elder brother. Of course he wouldn't win the fight with his elder brother but he had to try. Gabriel was always there, to wipe his tears away to hug him to tell him everything was going to be alright. Feathers pulled him back. She had managed to pull herself up a little, her back was resting against the reinforced glass. She held Balthazar to her as he sobbed, trying her best to pull her broken wings around him. She gave a little cry in pain but didn't stop. He was too young to see this. She wanted to shout. She wanted to scream at Lucifer to stop hurting him. But she couldn't. This wasn't her family. The Jehovah's were the most powerful family in the whole of heaven. She was just the poor girl that worked in the library. Most of the time she was amazed that Chuck had admitted her and Jiah as the family. She remembered how Chuck seemed to beam when Gabriel told him he had met the girl of his dreams. She remembered how she had blushed when he had called her that. She didn't feel like the girl of his dreams. She was quiet. Shy and sensitive. All in all the complete opposite of Gabriel. But if there was one thing that she didn't understand, it was how he made her relax. When it was just the two of them she was a different person. They would talk for hours on end. About silly little nothings. And she found that she could never laugh quietly when she was with him, he just knew how to make her smile like an idiot. Gabriel knew how to make everyone laugh.

"L-L-Luci…y-you're hurting…" Gabriel heaved up more blood. Feathers bowed her head, red hair spilling over her cut face. Balthazar was shaking against her. Her broken wings were throbbing and tears were leaking out of her eyes. Why couldn't it stop? Why was he doing this?

"Luci..p-please" Gabriel spluttered. Trembling in his Fathers arms. Lucifer walked forward, crouching down near him, ignoring the glare of impendent death from his Father. He placed his hand on the side of Gabriel's head. His gaze softening when he saw his little brother flinch.
"Hush, Little One…" He soothed. But there was no kindness in his voice. Gabriel attempted to hide his face in Chuck's shirt. Longing for the protection that only a father could give. Lucifer shook his head sadly. Releasing the grip he had on his little brothers grace. Gabriel gasped for air. He burst into another fit of coughs, sobbing between every breath as he clung to his Father. Chuck rubbed Gabriel's back as he coughed and spluttered into his shoulder. He looked up at Lucifer with an unforgiving gaze. But it also had that hint of denial in it. He couldn't believe his children would do this to each other. Michael shook his head in dismay. He took a step forward, Castiel still cowering in his arms. "Brother how could you do such a thing?" He pointed down at Gabriel, shifting Castiel onto his hip. "He trusted you. He believed in you. Balthazar died—"

"You don't think I know that?" Lucifer snapped, looking up at his elder brother. Michael was shaking with fury. "How many of them are demons, Lucifer? How many human lives did you mutate?"

"Now when you say 'mutate'—"

"Demons did this. They hurt them! Demons that you created, Lucifer! And then you go and hurt him all over again! I can't believe you, brother!"

"Oh do shut up, Michael you obnoxious buffoon!"

"F-Fervailia what're you doing?" Balthazar whispered. Feathers was half dragging herself sideways, so she was in the corner of the containment cell. Which was suddenly very cramped. She barely paid Balthazar any attention, she was fumbling with something in her cardigan pocket. "…go and see to your brother, Balthazar." She said, trying her hardest to keep the fear out of her voice.

She had to do this.

There was nothing else she could do.

…

"You do remember how to walk up stairs, right?" Miko said, once again casually floating upside down. Jiah looked up at the stairs with a determined expression on his face, as he folded his arms over his letterman jacket. Miko pulled a face. "I mean…you can't be that messed up."

Jiah wasn't paying any attention to his friend. He was leaning back against the wall. The lights were flickering again. Something was flickering in the back of his mind. Flashes of white behind his eyes. His mind was reeling. He felt his knees weaken as he slid to the ground. He could hear Miko's voice echoing in his mind. "J?...J you alright?!" There was noise, like a clap of thunder and then…
Jiah looked up, frowning when he saw Mr Redgrove glaring at him. Balthazar looked over at him. He leant over and whispered harshly. "Just answer the bloomin' question before we all get kept behind!" Jiah stared at his friend. "B?" He asked, in shock. "Who did you think it was? Marilyn Monroe?" There was a splutter of laughter from the class. Balthazar, much to the horror of the teachers at All Hallows High, had taken after his elder brother, Gabriel in being the class clown. Mr Redgrove, teacher of Human Ways wasn't impressed. "Mr. Gladius would you mind answering the question before my patience tethers completely?"

"S-Sorry sir, what was the question again?" There was a groan from the class. Miko leant across his desk and flicked Jiah's earlobe. "Idiot. He said What is the fault of mankind?" Jiah blinked a few times in shock. "Miko you're alive…H-How did we get here? We were in the cells a minute ago…Where's Gabriel and Fervailia? Are they ok?"

Miko hadn't seemed to have heard him. His black eyes were on Mr Redgrove.

"Greed." Zachariah said, smugly. Balthazar rolled his eyes, twisting at his desk to give the older, plumper angel a glare. He then looked back at Jiah. "You should be ashamed J. Even Lord Eatsalot got it quicker than you did."
Zachariah's face oddly resembled an erupting volcano at this point. They had always done that, the three of them. They always called each other by the first letter of their names. B, J and M.

Mr Redgrove straightened up. "Now, as some of you may or may not know, today you will have a lesson taught by the schools Elder Year students"

Balthazar grinned. This he was looking forward to. He leant back in his chair and rested his feet on his desk, folding his arms behind his head.

Jiah's face fell. They were being taught by the elder years. Suddenly he knew what day this was. There was a sudden knock on the door. Mr Redgrove looked up. "Enter." He muttered. Half dreading it already.

Gabriel grinned as he walked into the room. "Sup midgets'?"

All of the class beamed at the archangel. All except Balthazar who made a noise that oddly resembled a dying whale in the back of his throat. He facepalmed. "Midgets. Of all the things that could have been his opening line he had to go with midgets."

Gabriel looked over at his little brother and smirked. He lolloped over. "Balthy!" He then made a big show of pinching his little brother's cheek and wiggling it about. "My ittle wittle brother!" Balthazar shot his brother a look that seemed to scream certain death. Gabriel just grinned.

"H-Hi Fervailia." A very young, bashful looking Inias said, blushing. He yelped when he received and elbow in the ribs from Hester. "Idiot! You're not supposed to talk to the elder years unless they talk to you!"

Fervailia shook her head, her ruby red hair rustling on her shoulders. "Whoever told you that?"
Hester gulped a little. "W-Well everyone says that…" Inias looked over at Hester. "See?! I told you they weren't all high and mighty!"
Fervailia smiled at them. She then looked over at her own little brother. Jiah couldn't believe his eyes. He wanted to hug his elder sister and never let her go.

Gabriel and Feathers' lesson didn't go as well as Mr Redgrove had planned. There was too much laughing to begin with. He wasn't really sure about having the junior years having their lessons taught by Gabriel Jehovah. Never in Redgrove's eternity of teaching had he come across a child that had the same lack of seriousness that Gabriel possessed. Well, Balthazar came close, but he put that down to the boy having the unfortunate luck of having Gabriel as an elder brother in the first place. Fervailia he was impressed with. She took the lessons seriously. Teaching the younger angels all about human ways. Redgrove wasn't too impressed, however, when Gabriel cracked a joke and she giggled politely into her hand.

What had that boy done to her? She used to be a star student. How she had ended up falling head over heels with the school clown was always a mystery to him

It was about halfway through the lesson that Balthazar hatched his plan. Gabriel looked at him, and Balthazar looked back. They seemed to be having a conversation with their eyes. Then Gabriel nodded and Balthazar nodded back. Gabriel clapped his hands together, making most of the class jump. Gabriel swivelled on his heels and grinned. "Mr Redgrove! Buddy! It's been a long time!" He then proceeded to put his arm around the teacher and turn him away, so they were facing the window. Gabriel was distracting Redgrove with tales of the good old days when he taught him. Balthazar took his feet of the desk and grinned over at Jiah and Miko. "Ready?"

Jiah found himself nodding without knowing. Miko flashed him a thumbs up and twisted his baseball cap around so it was backwards. Balthazar got to his feet, slinging his rucksack over his shoulder silently. Jiah zipped his ever present letterman jacket up and pushed his books into his satchel. No-one dared speak as the three boys snuck out of the room. Gabriel looked over his shoulder and winked. Feathers looked down at her little brother and smiled. Jiah looked up at her, wide eyed. That image of her in his mind, how limp she had looked in that scientists arms…He shook his head and pinched the bridge of his nose. He was dreaming. Imagining the whole thing. He closed his eyes when he felt her kiss his forehead. "Back by nine, kay?"
He shakily nodded, and let out a little yelp when Balthazar pulled him out of the door by his school bag.

"Right. If we get caught, you're deaf and I can't speak any English." Balthazar said, with a nod. He held out a hand and Jiah wearily shook it.

He flinched when he heard the enormous rumble that seemed to rumble throughout the entire school. "What the bloody hell was that?" Balthazar froze. Brown eyes widening.
"Beats me." Miko shrugged. He nodded over at Jiah. "You hungry?" He grinned. Jiah didn't answer. He just closed his eyes.

And that was when the screaming started. Screaming, crashing, and shouting all echoed around the enormous school's walls. Jiah shook his head, fingers clutching at his sandy hair. "no…no no no…"

Miko and Balthazar weren't paying any attention. They seemed to be having their own conversation they were behaving like Jiah wasn't even speaking. Balthazar looked up when he heard the classroom door open and Mr Redgrove stuck his head out. Balthazar gulped and was just about to start saying "Me no understand seńor" in a Spanish accent but Redgrove cut him off. "What in the lords name is happening?!"

Jiah was just staring, ignoring Miko's shouts of "The revenge of the gummy bears!" At the top of his lungs whilst waving his hands around like the lunatic he was. He could hear them getting closer. The rebels. People that did not agree with having to bow down to God. ( A/N this was before Lucifer fell. That, dear readers, is what was known as The Second War Of Heaven. This was known as the first) Jiah could feel the same fear rising up in his stomach as he had felt when he was actually standing there for the first time.

"Everyone outside, now!" Redgrove shouted. Balthazar's class came rushing out, some of the girls started screaming when the shouts and death cries seemed to be getting closer.
Jiah spotted Gabriel running out last, holding Feathers' hand very tightly in his own. Gabriel glanced over his shoulder; his black school blazer was hanging off his shoulders slightly as he had thrown it on in the panic. "Balthazar! Come on!"

Balthazar turned on his heels, all thoughts of sneaking down to earth for cocktails was forgotten. He dragged Jiah along behind him. "Come on J!" Jiah tried to fight back, to pull his friend off him. "No! wait! You don't understand! You have to let me go! I know what'll happen! Let me go!"

But he wouldn't listen. No matter how much Jiah screamed, his words seemed to go through Balthazar completely. It was like he was a ghost. And for a moment Jiah actually believed he was one.

"Shit!" Miko suddenly shouted, stopping in his tracks. " My hat!" He started to run back the way he had come, desperate to retrieve his precious Yankee cap. Jiah struggled even more against Balthazar. "Miko! Miko you idiot don't go back!"

Balthazar finally seemed to have noticed on his own. "M! What the hell are you doing, mate?!"

But by then it was too late.

Miko let out a little yelp when the sword pierced through his stomach. He clutched at the hand holding the sword, fingernails digging into the rebel's skin, but it made no difference. Miko made a choking noise in the back of his throat as the blade was driven deeper. A stream of blood trickled out of the corner of his mouth. His hat dropped from his hands, it rolled onto the dusty floor. The white NY symbol was suddenly stained with blood. Miko's wide eyes stared up at the rebel as he slowly slid backwards off the blade and collapsed onto the floor.

"MIKO!"

Balthazar's scream was drowned out by the sound of Miko's own scream as his grace exploded out of his body. "M!" the cry tore itself out of Jiah's throat. Jiah barely felt the arms wrap around his waist, pulling him back. Or the sound of Gabriel shouting that they had to go.

He was too late.

His friend was dead. Gone. Just like that.

"Jiah…Jiah!" The slap was well aimed, hitting him directly across the cheek. "Oi!" Miko raised his voice. Jiah's eyes flickered open. Miko was fading a little. His image was flickering. Jiah had tears rolling down his face. "I'm sorry, M…I am so sorry.."

Miko shrugged, once again crossing his legs and floating in mid-air. "People die all the time Jiah. Some people just get to delay it for longer."

He smiled sadly. And looked back up the stairs.

"You're on your own now, mate."

…

"If you think for one moment that I even care about how you felt, Gabriel, then you are sorely mistaken."

Gabriel looked up at his elder brother defiantly. "How could you do this, brother? Balthazar never harmed you. Neither did Feath and Jiah!"

Lucifer laughed. "Oh how very typical of you, Gabriel. Always thinking about others before yourself. I honestly thought you would have realised sooner. They were hurt. But you were never harmed."

Gabriel was shaking with fury…or was it fear? Alistair didn't know but either way it was entertaining to watch.

Lucifer wasn't anywhere near done. "You think that you're on top of the world, Gabriel. Just because Father let you do whatever you want. You're the only archangel that doesn't have a job!"

"I am the goddamn messenger of Heaven!" Gabriel shouted.

"Oh whoop-de-doo!" Lucifer spat, shaking his head. "You always got everything you wanted!" Lucifer was sounding more and more like a child. Gabriel lowered his head. This isn't him…this isn't him…this isn't my big brother…

"You think you're so special because Dad let your slut of a girlfriend live with us!"

Gabriel slowly looked up. When he spoke his voice was low, dangerous. "What…did you just say…?"

Lucifer opened his mouth to answer back, but what came out instead was a scream as he vanished in a blinding burst of white light.

For a moment, there was silence. Gabriel was shaking, Chuck was still supporting him. He looked over his shoulder. His eyes widened in shock.

Feathers was breathing heavily. Her hand was slammed in the middle of the sigil that she had drawn on the glass in her blood. The banishing sigil. Both of Feathers' wrists were bleeding. Badly. Some grace was still shining through the sigil. Her hand slowly slid off the glass. She looked up at the Jehovah Family with hazy eyes. She was getting weaker.

"I may be many things…" She said, swallowing dryly.

"But a slut? That isn't one of them."