Ch31--Illusion

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A/N: Short chapter, I was suffering from serious writer's block.

Reluctantly, you let Michael lead you back towards the others. As you stared at your father and Michael, you realized just how similar they truly looked. Both bore rosy cheeks and pale skin, they had the same eye color, hair color, the only difference was Michaels hair was fairly long where Lucifer's hair was only about three inches long.

Both had wavy hair and were the exact same height.

Talk about identical twins. You thought internally as you held onto your father's hand.

Even though the situation was dire, you could feel the joy that your father was radiating as he talked with his twin.

You hadn't heard him speak like this in years.

You imagined it felt about the same as it did when you were finally able to talk to Charlie after six months, although, Lucifer and Michael had been apart far longer than you and Charlie had.

You could tell that Michael was an extremely genuine entity, as he walked next to your father, he never once betrayed any form of deciet, nor did he give any fake reactions, he was honest. 

Quite like your father indeed.

Although you were sure the others would disagree. 

It's not like you could do much about it, you had already said your piece. And honestly, you just wanted to go home as soon as possible.

There wasn't anything you could do about it, they had clearly already made up their minds, and it wasn't like you could just kill them. They were the archangels after all. 

Maybe it was a bit concerning that your first instinct was to kill the people who talked shit about your father, but you didn't really care. As you approached the others, you could hear their gossip. 

You rounded the corner, and you could feel Gabriel's piercing gaze burning into you and your father. 

In a moment, your father went from joyus, friendly and open, to stone cold. You recognized it in his gaze, it wasn't often it was cold, anger was more prevalent, but never coldness.

"Gabriel." Your father said stiffly.

"Lucifer." Gabriel returned in the same tone, pulling her long brown hair over her shoulder.

"Gabriel. There's no need." Michael snapped, making Lucifer scoff.

"Come now Michael, she clearly has something she wants to say to me." Lucifer said, quieting Michael the slightest bit as he turned an intimidating gaze back towards Gabriel.

"I have several things I would love to say to you." Gabriel snapped.

"Well you've had centuries to think on it so start talking." Lucifer said with a bit of sass.

Gabriel glared at him with a gaze so sharp it could cut stone. "You are unfit to call yourself an angel."

"I haven't claimed to be an Angel since I fell, Gabriel." Lucifer said honestly.

"You are a disgrace to your own family,  and the fact that you can sit here today and act like nothing happened is disgusting."

You started to open your mouth when Lucifer placed his hand on your forearm and looked Gabriel dead in the eyes.

"Thank you Gabriel, I'm so offended," Lucifer said quickly, "Is there anything else you'd like to say?"

"There's plenty I'd love to say." You snarled.

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