SuperLock Imagines

Imprinted Wings (Angels x Reader)

Follows a different story line than the show, so yeah...

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You were, to say, an Angel. Much like your brothers and sisters; you were a being of pure grace. You didn't like to harm others, you were kind, and to all others you were a special individual.

Which is why this day's events shocked you more than anything else possible.

Choas ensued as Angels everywhere fought for their rights. Michael and Lucifer stood eachother down, each trying to fight for their own rule, to fix their dispute.

But Raphael had his followers too. He stood adamant against the eldest Archangels. And finally, your closest brother Gabriel rose side by side with your other brothers, Balthazar and Castiel.

They wanted the fighting to stop, much like you. However, they couldn't stand against the other rulers of Heaven. They were not you, they didn't have the same desperate longing for everything to be well, like you did. It was close, admittedly, but not quite. 

They were not the same as you, which was how you found yourself standing in the middle of the line of fire.

"Brothers, sisters, please! Stop this madness. We mustn't fight!" Your voice rang throughout the large space of Heaven. Michael and Lucifer and even Raphael stopped to look at you, hear what you have to say.

Noticing the attention, you plunged on with your speech. "This is not what our Father would want. Can we not live together in harmony once again?"

It was all quiet for a moment before Michael spoke up, "Now is not the time for this, Lucifer. I will not let you go so easily, no, but there will come a time for this fight. Only then will we meet alone, to end this fight amongst ourselves."

Lucifer nodded in return, before turning to his followers, his demons. "So be it."

Before long, almost all had disappeared. Most of Raphael's followers, except for Raphael, and the three of your brothers you closest with.

But turning to them, you only saw the look of horror on their faces as the Archangel Blade was plunged through your abdomen.

"I knew you were a troublemaker from the start, Y/n. I should have ended you then." The last thing you heard was Raphael's voice hissing in your ear.

The last thing you saw was the look of anguish on your brother's faces before the bright, white light overtook you.

Your treasured (h/c) haired, (e/c) eyed vessel crumpled to the ground. Giving a look of disgust to your vessel's body, Raphael flew away. 

Gabriel, Castiel and Balthazar knew you were gone. Overtaken by sorrow, they left the plains of Heaven.

Leaving your vessel's body behind, scorched black wing marks imprinting the place where you, Y/n, Angel of the Lord, finally rested.