I'm not really a religious guy but since "God" can't do it for himself, I guess I'm gonna have to help the poor fellow. I've been helping him since I was 13 years old, it was a simple blow to the head with a baseball bat. Mustn't have been so exciting for God. I knew he wanted more, more guts, more blood and more killings. If he didn't want it, I'm sure someone down below will. Lucifer "Gods most beautiful angel" I guess that's what I am really , in a way...
When I help, I go by the name of "fallen angel", they can't know my real name of course. Not that they'll be able to tell anyone. It just makes my work even more enjoyable. I don't see it as work, but more of a hobby, it excites me, the nights I'm out I can feel the adrenaline pump through my veins, heart beating faster and and slight relief.
The nights I'm on duty are the best nights.
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Gods Dirty Work
FanfictionIn which Michael does all the jobs that God may not want to do... for example, murder. But Michael doesn't see it as murder, he sees it more like help. ****** But what will happen when Michael meets the one person that will make him stop helping Go...
