Robin0203: LOL I completely get it! I love it! I love my version of Chuck, even if it is ooc! Thanks dude! I love that you love it!
(Guest): Thank you so much! There is definitely not going to be romance between them cause I don't write that well! Like at all! More along the lines of good friends, maybe even sort of brother-sister, but as much as Lucifer would allow that to be! Thank you so much that's so kind of you!
Broken Twisted Lullabies: Can I just say that you are an evil evil person! Your fics always hit right in the feels! Ugh I hate you but I love you for doing that to me! THEY'RE SO SAD! anyway... LOL! It does make it more interesting! I feel so bad for Mike! I'm a bad person ;)! Thank you so much! Someones about to get their butts kicked, but who will it be? They will! I promise!...Or will they? Hehehe! AND I KNOW! THEY WERE SO NICE! ROB WAS LIKE 'COME HERE' AND NEXT THING I KNOW WE WERE HUGGING! EEEEEEEK! THEY ARE SOOOOO NICE!
So! I hope this chapter is as good as the others!
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"Wisdom is found only in truth"
~~Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Death had retreated to a vacant room in the house, a guest room of sorts, to do what only Chuck seemed to know. Anubis was moved from the floor and onto the recently cleared coffee table. Him and Azrael had yet to awaken and it was becoming worrisome. Chuck was too interested in any of the angels then any normal man should be. but Sam and Dean backed off when they knew it was not a good time to bring it up.
Sam had always had his suspicions anyway.
Lucifer had retreated to the kitchen after Alex had gone back upstairs, her phone in hand, her attention on whomever it was she was texting back and forth with. Chuck had watched them go their separate ways silently, observing the strange little relationship that was forming there and had the situation not been as dire as it was he would have smiled at it. The girl was good for his son.
Sam watched Lucifer's retreating back, and for as long as he had known him he had never seen the man look so defeated; his shoulders slumped and his head tilted downwards. Despite everything that had happened between them, every insult and injury, the cage, everything, Sam couldn't help but feel bad for him. Something was weighing heavily on him and Lucifer was not the kind of man to openly talk about his feelings.
Gabriel and Raphael had retreated to the other side of the room, Castiel in tow, all three seated on the worn out couch whispering back and forth to one another. What it was they were saying was left unknown to those in the room who did not have super hearing powers. Nothing must have been in bad taste, seeing as Cas had this small semi smile on his lips as he ducked down into himself between the two as they said something in unison to him. The elder archangel touched a few fingers to the younger seraph's forehead, muttering under his breath and Gabriel ducked down with a smile to look at the younger angel as whatever it was Raphael was actually doing took affect.
They looked like actual brothers, and Sam briefly wondered if this is what it was like up in Heaven before everything had gone wrong. Well, that, and minus the entire Azrael and Anubis thing of course.
"It was peaceful"
Sam turned, burning a slight red at having been caught staring, by Chuck. He was watching the seen with a nostalgic sort of expression adorning his face. Chuck smiled at him briefly before returning to the angels. His eyes bright, filled with a love that was older then time itself.
"Time is a fairly new concept, yes, one of many."
"You know what Heaven was like? You can read my mind? I thought you said you were a prophet."
There was a chuckle from next to him; soft and rumbling; it reminded him vaguely of a calm thunderstorm over rolling lands.
"I think you know the truth, but, you are permitted to believe what you wish, it is your right"
"So your him? The man? Where were you? Didn't you hear everyone calling for you?"
Chuck grimaced, Sam inwardly applauding himself for hitting the nail right on the head. But then the recent gruesome memories of how they actually found him came to mind and he felt bad for railing on him.
"It's alright, but, yes, I did hear every single prayer, every beg, every cry, everything. It broke me in more ways then one Sam, think of me what you would like, but I do care for my children, all of them. Do not think that had I not had the power I would not have come for them, even Lucifer."
"But why? Why didn't you? Why even Lucifer? After every-"
This time, something snapped. Chuck's head snapped around to look at him, and in the minute moment he had actually met the man's gaze, Sam felt the same fury that could enable one to unleash plagues upon the world. The ground shook only vaguely, some turned to look around at the action, even the man in question looked up from his hands from where he sat in the kitchen, but finding nothing they returned to what it was they were doing.
Chuck took a calming breath to pull his rage back in check.
"After everything he had done? Sam, despite everything Lucifer is not a villain. There is many things about this universe, existence, creation, that humans as a species do not know and could never understand. But after everything that has happened, Lucifer is not a villain."
"Try me?"
Chuck heaved a sigh again, rubbing a hand down his face, and when he turned to look back up at the hunter he looked as old as age itself, worn and tired.
"Alright, I will try and tone it down for you, but since you want to know such things.. Before life as you know it, before light, there was Darkness. Nothing but Darkness. Together there was three, Darkness; destruction, Life; light, and Death; end. Life and Death live in balance of each other, as Life, Death and Darkness did. There was peace among them, as they were all of equal standing and power, until one day Life and Death wanted to create."
Another interrupted him when Chuck made to take a breath, obviously striking too close to home. They turned to face Death, looking as grim as ever, but at the same moment unnaturally lively.
"The Darkness grew jealous of their creations, twisting them into hellish figures and savage beasts. Death left them both, to do its own business, for Death is, and Death was. Life turned their back on the Darkness out of spite and anger. Creating four powerful beings, His Son's, those Archangels. His first, Mikhail, or as you know him Michael, was alone and whilst Life's back was turned, The Darkness crept in to destroy the young Archangel in revenge for being forsaken, the screams of agony alerted Life whom returned to save their child fighting back The Darkness. In fear for what might happen whilst Life continued creating, they gave the child away to Death to watch over until they were able to create the next, Lucifer, The Light Bringer, The Morning Star."
Chuck nodded at Death in greeting, turning back towards Sam, "After Lucifer, Life created Israfil, Raphael as you would come to know him, to help fix what the Darkness was breaking, and after Raphael, Life created Jib'ril, Gabriel to spread word of the need to defeat the Darkness. Four Son's made of Life. Of Light."
"And Death"
"But the Darkness could not and cannot be truly destroyed, for the balance must still be maintained, one cannot truly live without the other. And so they plotted to lock the Darkness away in an unbreakable prison, but to lock the prison one needed a lock and a key. Life gave the key to Lucifer, the brightest among the angels, the most trusted Lieutenant."
Death nodded, continuing, "But Life and Death did not want to give the lock to just one being, and so they created another, the perfect mixture of both of them, Azrael. They created him just so, he was neither truly living nor dead, he just was."
"And because of this truth, they gave him the Lock."
"All was good, the Darkness gone and creation was just beginning to unfold, but, unbeknownst to the two primeval beings the Mark, the Key, the Lock, was a curse, and so it began to corrupt Lucifer. Lucifer became jealous of mankind, and God banished Lucifer"
Sam was stunned, to say the least, his mind trying to and failing on multiple accounts to comprehend what he had just been told. If the mark, the key thing he was told about, was able to corrupt Lucifer, why didn't it corrupt Azrael?
"It did not corrupt Azrael because he is both parts Light and Dark, you cannot corrupt something that is already technically corrupted."
Death nodded in agreement with Chuck, patting him on the shoulder, "I must check on the other boundaries, I will return"
He was gone before anyone could say anything else, leaving Chuck cursing him in his wake 'yeah I know you can hear me you insane bat!' he turned back to Sam a moment later, rubbing at his face once more with the same hand.
"So you see Sam, Lucifer is not a villain, he may be many things, but he is no villain"
He tapped him on the shoulder as he walked passed. Sam watched as he entered the kitchen, Lucifer looking up at the sounds of his foot falls, standing from his seat in a hurry and Chuck raised a hand. He said something to the fallen angel and Lucifer responded, looking down at the floor once more. Chuck uttered something back reaching forward to pull him into an embrace. Lucifer practically melted into him, wrapping his arms around him, allowing himself to break in thinking that he was out of sight from everyone else.
He wasn't.
"He misses Michael"
Bobby got closer to the angel nailed to the wall. His heart leaping to his throat at the mere image of him. He may have had it out for him trying to get Dean to say yes and all, but even then, he would have never wished for this.
"We have to help him."
He may not like him, but this was wrong and the archangel may be their only way of getting out of here and getting free'd. Jody was at his side, already reached up with a pocket knife she had pulled from somewhere to rip the nails out.
She spared him a glance.
"Help me"
He nodded, indicating that he would catch him when she pulled the final nail free. It didn't take long, the holes going straight through his hands looking mighty painful. As soon as he was free from the wall, they went about pulling the tubes free. Jody sat with him, his head resting on her thigh, as they waited to see if he would wake up. It took a while but his eyes began to flutter.
However that didn't mean he woke though.
A door on the other wall opened with a loud slam, a snarl coming from outside. Something large jumped in the room before whomever it was behind them stepped in after.
"Hello Singer"
"Who are you! What do you want?"
"How do you know me?"
The mysterious man smiled eerily, "You don't know me, but you will, so very very soon, for now however, have at them Khorne, but do not kill them, yet"
Before the thing, the beast, could do anything they were surrounded by feathery appendages, an arm ducking them down into another's sides.
"You will not touch them Chaos"
A knock at the door at this time of night? Lucifer groaned as he thrust himself up from the couch Chuck had poofed up before he turned in to bed upstairs.
It was almost 3 in the morning!
He walked slowly, his back and legs cracking as he moved after laying so long in that position. He reached for the handle at the same time Alex descended the stairs, freezing in mild horror as he pulled it open.
A teenage boy was standing in the shine of the porch light.
He twitched his jaw, turning only slightly to look back at Alex, an eyebrow raised in a silent command to explain. Alex was silent for a moment, her mouth opening and closing, at a loss for words at having actually been caught after all this time.
"I swear I can explain!"
So! Michael's awake! Sort of... Chaos? Who is Chaos? And why has he taken Jody and Bobby? How does he have Michael? Why? Is he the one who trapped Chuck and Death? Is he on his own, or working for something else? What is khorne? Also, a bit of a backstory to Azrael and the others! Anyone have a feeling that something bad is going to happen? What's Alex's explanation going to be? How is Lucifer going to react? Who is the boy?