Mandela Catalogue REQUESTS (COMPLETE) (PART 1)

Alt. Gabriel X Tcra (OC) [PLATONIC] (Reader Included)

Requested by thatcookierunaddict on WATTPAD, Tcra belongs to this requestor, not me
[Name] is Reader (or anyone else in particular).
(Btw, just out of curiosity, how do you pronounce their name? How would all of you pronounce this character's name? Comment :D 👉👇)

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"Tcra! Wait!" 

They could hear nothing but the desperate, sad voice who called their name in their whispery voice. They ran away from their leader who was once their best friend, who was once a guardian angel for them. Who was he? What was he?

They wished to not find out.

Tcra was usually a gentle, twenty-one year old human: they were usually sweet and kind, and didn't like to cause harm to anyone. In their somewhat human form, they had dark blue hair, dull green eyes, pearl white wings of an angel, and wore a black suit with a light yellow bow. They were only the complete opposite when their alternate side of themselves was triggered. As an alternate, they would rip their victim's body apart, and liked to cause physical and mental torture to their victims like most sadistic alternates did. They would still have the dark blue hair and suit, and every once in a while their wings would still be the same. But they would have one teal eye on one side of their face, and half of their face would be completely pitch black with numerous white eyes plastered in that side. They would also have huge, black claws, sharper than knives, and their wings would most of the times disappear or turn completely charcoal black with hints of blood red eyes. 

But that was only when they were angry, or with the sight or smell of blood. They have never felt this much... grief, or betrayal, before. Never in their life as an alternate.

Tcra had their face buried in their hands, crying, running away. They could only hear the rushing of the wind and their own footsteps, so they didn't know where they were running, or who they were running to, until they bumped into someone familiar. [Name] yelped in pain as TCRA bumped painfully against the alternate.

"Ow, sorry , sorry-" Tcra looked up at the familiar face of another of their best friend. "[Name]?"

[Name] greeted them hi and waved them a hand, wincing a little. The alternate asked what was wrong, and if they could help TCRA in any way possible.

"Oh, uh...." 

[Name] looked at them, confused and concerned for their friend. 

"Do you have time to talk?" Tcra said in a shaky voice. "I just... I need to ask you something..."

They nodded and smiled, and asked TCRA to follow you to a public bench. [Name] reached the bench first and sat down, and patted next to the spot they sat on. Tcra looked at the gentle motion of their friend's hand, and sat down next to them, looking down.

[Name] asked why the long face and what was up today.

"I-I just-" Tcra couldn't hold back the rush of tears and some rolled down from their dull green eyes. Their wings furled closer to their body for instinctual protection. "Do you know who Archangel Gabriel is? OUR Gabriel?"

[Name] looked puzzled but with pity, and so the alternate explained. He was once an angel of high status favored by all, but became hated by all after he fell from his position. From the brightest of the skies to the darkest of the underground he went. He was the True Savior that would bring destruction to humanity by the creation of alternates, and would become the new God for this world. He had been destroying humanity for millenials by now, under the name of Satan and Gabriel, throwing away his true name of Lucifer.