Nephilim

Summary: She was the last of the pure Angels in Heaven. Her voice called out to the souls of all, her laughter brought peace to even the darkest of souls. She was born of light, and was loved and protected by all the Angels of Heaven... But some plot to kill her but instead of killing her, they somehow managed to drop her on Earth, making her A Fallen instead and to make matters worst she falls into the Territory of a Demon...The Demon... The Demon Lord Himself. Who takes interest in this pure little Angel thrown into 18th century Earth.

Chapter 24: Resolutions

"What are you going to do now?" Malachite asked from across the conference table. I sighed for what seemed like the millionth time.

The elementals seated besides me did not offer any aid. They remained silent throughout the proceedings and just listened.

"Isn't there any way to get them back here. If only we can capture Gabriel then we can do a trade off, Gabriel for Serena." Cain stated staring at me. For the first time since he learned to speak, Cain was not aiming to cause me some harm, but rather working with me.

It was such a strange sensation to be working with my own son like this when we were always on opposing ends. And the elementals though they were not helping, were genuinely concerned.

"Michael will not allow that. He has a constant fix on Gabriel that alerts him of any danger presented to Gabriel. And he is powerful. As the sword of Heaven he cannot be tempered with." Mina offered not meeting any gazes. Everyone present knew that about Michael, but the fact that she was voicing it at all was a testament to her concern.

"Yes. But the sword of Heaven is only one angel. Gabriel will not have what is mine and get away with it." I murmured, my mind was working out all of the possible methods to go about in retrieving Serena. But all of them included the death of Gabriel and perhaps even Michael. And besides the fact that they were my brothers- and I strangely enough love them unconditionally- they were powerful.

I knew that they had to die soon, but I was hoping that the battle for their lives would not occur for at least several thousands years more. But it seems I as if that was now unlikely.

Gabriel has been left far too long on his own devices. I have allowed him to get away with causing me minor troubles much like Cain, but this is going too far.

This I cannot forgive.

No sooner had I made up my mind did Molly burst through the doors looking taken aback. "Serena's back." She was breathing heavily, having probably raced from here with that protruding belly of hers.. I slightly rose to my feet…then froze and sat back down. Serena was back…I was…my heart was beating furiously…

"Aren't you going to meet her?" Cain burst out. I turned to him and saw the smile glinting in her eyes. Cain was happy. Honestly happy. Something he has not been for…I have never seen him this happy actually.

I was going to see her. I wanted to go see her…but…why did she come back. Why did Gabriel allow her to come back after everything that happened.

And why hasn't she come to me.

I was about to ask that very question when the doors opened for the second time and Serena entered…with company.

Gabriel was right besides her. They stood there in front of the door, hand in hand.

Hiss…It came from one of the others in the room. I couldn't quite pinpoint from whom though.

"Gabriel." Cain hissed and bristled. His wings flaring in agitation and his eyes glowing a deep red.

Cain was the only one who reacted so to Gabriel's presence. But everyone was turned towards him, staring at him and Serena. Alert. Ready for anything that is to come.

Staring at the uncanny similarity between the two. The golden hair, the beautiful enchanting blue eyes, the small smooth tan faces sporting the same small fragile nose and the same luscious pale peach lips. I cursed myself.

Why had I not realized it before.

Serena was the spitting image of Gabriel. Everything about them was the same, save for the fact that Gabriel was male- for all intent and purposes. Most Angels were devoid of one true gender. Though some Angels prefer a certain gender above another and choose that form more often than they did the other.

Gabriel's gender fluctuates to meet his needs, he had no preference, at least not one that I was aware of. Currently he was male.

"You do not seem pleased to see me." Gabriel stated in that far too feminine voice of his. I leaned back on my chair and watched as he approached with Serena. She surveyed the room, staring at each of the occupants but for a moment, before moving on to the next. When her gaze landed on me I could have sworn that she looked frightened.

Of me! I was not certain.

"You are not a pleasant sight Gabriel." I replied motioning for him to take the seat across from me. It was empty and the farthest seat from any of my people. Gabriel stared at it for a moment, I was certain he would refuse a seat at my table…but then he sat down. Serena stood besides him.

"I have come to deliver a proposal from the higher power." Gabriel stated staring at me. I nodded. Gabriel was said to be Heaven's communicator. Though he was an archangel, all of Heaven's orders either come from him or are conveyed to him.

"He, has seen what you are intending to do. And He is not pleased with the idea. The gates to Heaven will be closing and all Angels who are not duty bound to earth shall return to Heaven or forever be cast out. Serena is not duty bound to this world, she will return to heaven and when she goes she shall never again be able to return here. Her duty is to heaven and there she shall never leave." Gabriel stated. He spared the Elementals a quick glance when he mentioned the gates being locked. They too stared at him nodding their heads in acknowledgement.

The elemental Angels, though guardians were not duty bound to earth. They were guardians of the elements, not of individual mortals. Their duties were to all of life and creation, and it was a duty they could handle in Heaven. When there is need for them, they will be summoned by the Powers that be on this earth.

Many of the Angels currently roaming the earth had no duty here. Only a few of the Guardian angels were allowed to spend all of their time on this planet. To banish all of the angels to heaven would provide a potential problem for his kind- because they derived pleasure from the Angels, and it would also tamper with his plans for the future of the planet.

"Why are you informing us of this?" Malachite asked his gaze focused on me clearly disappointed in my lack of focus. I shrugged.

"Leviathan…you dare address an Archangel." Gabriel said without looking at Malachite. Gabriel had a profound hatred for the Fallen; mainly because he felt abandoned and betrayed by them for choosing me over him- Gabriel was so self obsorbed. His hatred of course was much like that of a young child's. He refuses to speak to them or even acknowledge their presences unless ordered to do so by the creator.

"Malachite does have a point, why should this concern us. You should be addressing your angels here on earth and not me. And what do you mean by the Creator has seen my plan." I asked. He smiled, that malicious smile of his.

"Your plan require you to gain access to heaven through an Angel. And that is something you can no longer do. And the fact that the creator himself has acknowledged Serena's presence proves that she is an angel of Heaven. You cannot touch her without inciting the wrath of Heaven." The cheeky little bastard. He was rubbing my nose in the matter.

A child indeed.

Gabriel was gloating. He wanted me to feel defeated. He wanted to see me in a sour mood.

"Well now, that is most unfortunate. Serena was a rather…special toy." I said looking at her with a gentle smile. I then turned to Gabriel that smile still on my face and sighed.

"That is it? Good, I guess you understand then." He got to his feet and took Serena's hand, he brought their joined hand to his lips and kissed it then gave her a kiss on the cheeks. If any other man had done that in my presence I would have ripped their tongue out and written my name in blood on their backs…but this was Gabriel with Serena. They looked like two school children playing around. The action was far too innocent to make me angry. Even their joined hands made them look like two young children, wondering about in a house full of demons with the inane notion that they were safe from harm. I could have both of them killed at an instant…would have…in my earlier days. But now. For some reason, the concept of death- to either Serena or Gabriel did not appeal to me as it should have.

And it should have. Appealed to me that is.

"Shall I see the two of you off…or can you manage on your own." I asked Gabriel when they reached the door, I was speaking to him as if he were a child all with the intent of goading into loosing his snit little temper. He did not turn or respond, he just walked out with Serena. Their colorless wings neatly tucked behind their backs.

"Is that it? Are you honestly going to let him have her?" Cain yelled at me from where he was seated. I sighed and turned to Malachite.

"What do you expect me to do. She is not a fallen. She is not mine. Besides I have other concerns at the moment." Yes, other concerns. If the Angels currently residing on this side were no longer going to be here, then our plan for invading Heaven was in shambles and so is the source of information and energy for many of my people.

"How can you say that. She is a fallen. Even if she had not been when she arrived, she is now. You have had her!" It was a statement, but sounded far too much like a question. I did not reply, just motioned for Malachite to follow me.

We left the others in the hall, Cain's angry remarks audible even through the secluded little meeting room besides the hall.

"What now?" Malachite asked. I shrugged, leaning against the wall my arms draped over my shoulders.

Serena.

She was gone.

Perhaps forever.

"If we cannot sneak our armies in, then we must find another course of action. One that would possibly include the removal of Michael from Gabriel's side. Those two go hand in hand, I cannot understand why such a powerful being would dally around with such a weak…childish brat." I said staring at the distant wall with no interest whatsoever. My mind kept working over ways to get rid of Michael, while a tiny portion kept thinking about Serena. I tried to quill that portion. She was no longer mine to do with as I pleased. But there were many more women and Angels to toy with. The loss of Serena is nothing. She is just one in a pool of infinite possibilities.

"He called me Leviathan today. I have not heard that name in use for centuries. Especially not from him. I can understand you not wanting to harm him, when he called my name today…I had a moment's hesitation about killing him because I recalled who and what he was before the Great Fall. But you have to remember that Gabriel, that world, the people we were there and then no longer exist. He is cold and heartless. He is without mercy and would not hesitate…." I held up my hand to stop Malachite.

"I know." He nodded. We went over some quick alternate plans, all of which did not provide solutions to taking Michael out of the picture and ensuring our victory over mankind.

Hours later, Beryl walked through the doors.

"You have better figure out a plan to get rid of Gabriel and Michael soon. Cain is aggravated. I believe you are not the only one who had feelings towards that…thing. Cain feels…he is…just do something about it. I know you had feelings for her, but why must my son as well. she is nothing. Nothing at all and yet Cain cannot stop himself from doing rash things to get her back. I had to stop him from summoning Michael to a duel. " Beryl was agitated, not pissed off just simply agitated. Like any mother she truly loved Cain- her reasons for loving him though had nothing to do with her motherly feelings. She loved him because she could use him and he was in disposable to her because of my 'tolerance' of him.

"I will handle Cain." I said. She nodded then sighed. Beryl sat down besides Malachite who was looking through some documents.

"You cannot allow him to act so brashly. That woman clearly belongs to heaven and apparently Gabriel. Did you not notice their similarities. She is an angel therefore loving her is not possible." I nodded again, not in the mood to have this conversation with Beryl now or ever for that matter.

"I understand." I replied hoping to bring it to an end.

"Do you still wish to get her back, knowing the consequences?" She asked her voice crackling with some deep emotion. I looked up from the information I was looking through and stared at her. The visage of the woman I had fallen in love with in the beginning of mortal time stared back at me.

This was Lilith. The first mortal, the woman whom I had enticed and ultimately sullied. The woman whom I had stolen from paradise.

This was the Lilith whom I had procreated with. The woman whose red hair formed a fiery shield around her body. And whose clear sapphire eyes stared at the world with bright expectation.

This was the woman who had first captured my heart.

This was my Lilith.

"Serena is nothing but a toy. She was a Fallen whom I enjoyed, but now she is an Angel. And they are not to my liking. I will handle Cain, do not worry about him." She nodded. We stared at each other for a while, but then she rose to her feet and walked out.

This was the Lilith buried beneath the steel gaze of Beryl. The innocent Lilith who is nothing more than an image of what was. An image that only I have ever lain eyes on.

-I just realized that i've been spelling Beryl's name wrong….^_^ Sorry.