"ALRIGHT THAT IS ENOUGH!" Gods voice boomed from his throne. He stood up and stormed over to where the angel Raziel was standing at attention before him. "This has been a long time coming, and your recent behavior has crossed the line!" God swept his hand behind him, gesturing to the chaos behind him.
Angels were attempting to put out fires from the remaining sector, the displaced souls either standing or wandering aimlessly, blank dazed looks on their faces. This would take only a few days to repair the physical damage, but either God or an archangel would have to take the memories from each soul and repair the minute details of their personalized heavens.
Raziel smirked. "There's no way in here that you're actually going to do this." He paused, looking around at the chaos. Looking back at God, he stated; "You always say that every time is the last time, and now isn't going to change." God looked down at the cocky angel before him, and dropped his voice. "Oh, this time will be different, believe me." He smiled. "This time I'm following through."
The dark haired angels jaw dropped slightly, but he managed to keep most of his composure. "You can't mean that. I'm your son, you can't do this." He took a step towards God, in an almost challenging way. God smirked, and took a step towards Raziel. "Oh, believe me, I can." He turned to the crowd of angels that had gathered around them throughout the argument. "Well? What should it be?" He strode up one angel, Sariel, and got directly into his face. "Got any ideas for the punishment? How about an eternity of torture?" Sariel stepped back, for once having no advice. God moved on to the next angel, Manakel.
"How about the worst duties here in heaven? He can process all new souls!" Naomi, the angel in charge of processing, looked hopeful for a moment, before God began talking to the next angel, and her face fell once she realized it probably wasn't going to happen.
God paused in the middle of his rant and rhetorical questioning, and stared up, with a crazy smile on his face. He looked over at Raziel, a crazed look in his eyes. "Or," He began, looking over at the rest of the angels, hoping one of them would catch on. He finally turned back to the dark haired angel who was beginning to seem scared. "We send you someplace." He looked around again, a few angels beginning to catch on.
"How does Earth sound to you?"
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On Earth
HumorAfter being kicked out of heaven, the angel Raziel decides to take it out on humanities crappiest people. And some of the good ones. In other words, anyone he dislikes. Scratch that, anyone in general.
