My Lovely Damnation BOYXBOY

Chapie 10

Michael's POV

I spent the night crying when he'd left and refused to come back; my sons, my flesh and blood had went to Hell with his son. The next day I was no longer sad and was angry, angry that they had left, angry that the person my son was mated to was a lowly demon and had practically handed him his virginity! I probably wouldn't have been angry about him being gay but he was gay for Lucifer's son!

"Michael! Get ready, there's something wrong in the Vatican, it reeks of death." Gabriel yelled through the door.

"The Vatican? Isn't that placed guarded by hundreds of armed guards?" I called back.

Deciding that talking through the door was stupid, Gabriel opened the bedroom door and walked in, holding my hand, "Raphael says that it's Lucifer's first born; the Beast himself is tearing through the Vatican...he could be wrong, but Raphael never has been wrong before...

I nodded and looked at her hand in mine, imagining how I would feel if I had been told by my dad that he hated me because I loved Gabriel, and being disowned and cast away for it; I felt a tight, burning, painful sorrow throbbing in my chest. It felt like cold water being dumped on me as I realized that this is what Micha was feeling, I'm so stupid! And now he's gone! They're both gone and out of my life!

"Michael?" I looked up, tears sliding down my face.

"I-I'll be ready in a few minutes, okay?" I said, wiping the tears away and moving to go get ready but was stopped by Gabriel's hand squeezing mine and pulling me back.

"What?" I asked, turning to look at her.

"Michael, I know it hurts, and I miss them too, I do, but Honey, we have a job to do for our Heavenly Father, we can't leave the Vatican to be turned to ruins...If you love something you have to let it go, and if it comes back then it's yours forever, if they come back then they're ours to keep, but if they don't..."

"I get it," I muttered, "I'll be down in a few." With that I pulled my hand from hers and went to get dressed.

 ⋈⋈⋈Later after leaving the Vatican⋈⋈⋈

“Michael!” Raphael called, “Are you mad?! He said to get the boy out and rescue the Pope!”

“Well the Pope was long dead before we got there…And you know as well as I how that child radiated pure power; we wouldn’t have stood a chance against him.”

“Maybe not with his guards around him, but we have to try something!”

“No actually, we don’t.” I said flatly.

“Well than you can tell Him that! I don’t want to be on His bad side because you wanted to be stubborn!”

“Raphael,” I said, “if we had defeated his guards and our own children picked up the sword against us for his sake…would you have fought your own son?”

“…No…” Raphael said, defeated.

“And if maybe you had tried fighting against him, thinking he would be too scared to face you, would you be able to deliver the last fatal swing?”

“No,” Raphael said again.

“So don’t say that I’m stubborn; they trust Lucifer’s sons just like we trusted Lucifer and his brothers when we were kids. It’s highly possible that they would have fought with his guards and then we wouldn’t have been able to do much of anything but make fools of ourselves. I will talk with Him and tell him that it was my decision as a leader to leave the Vatican. It really means very little to Him, but His Son truly cares for the Vatican.”

“Do you think that it will start Revelation if He comes back to life again to fight the boy?” Uriel asked.

“He won’t fight the boy, that child had power beyond us and you think He would allow His Son to face that monstrous Beast?”

“Let’s just get back home so that we can tell Him and begin planning for how we will deal with Lucifer’s children…and our own...”

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