Two figures are walking down a long magnificent hallway. The hall has golden walls surrounding it and light beaming through the windows. The figure on the left wears tattered robes and skin is pale. His eyes are sunken in and has no pupils. His hair is pure white and long. He has a chain in one hand and in the other has a blade pointed to the back of the second figure.
"Keep it moving." he says his voice raspy.
The second figure is wearing red and black robes. His hair is jet black and short. He has a goatee. His eyes are red. "Azrael, don't act so smug of your capturing of me." His voice smooth and deep. "Father will forgive me as always and I will be on my way, as always. So you should do yourself a favor and take these intolerable chains from around me and let me be on my way."
"Shut it Lucifer. Father will never forgive you this time for what you have done. Now keep moving."
"As you wish brother." Lucifer lets out a short laugh. They approach a gate that is extends from the ground to the ceiling. Two figures are standing there with spears in hand. They are well armored in gold and silver. The one to the left is dark skinned and is in gold. The one to the right is olive-skinned and wears silver. The one to the left speaks first. "Azrael they are all awaiting for you within." he turns to Lucifer and looks at him with disgust then turns toward the guard across from him and nods. They both insert their spears into a slot and turn them. The gate starts creaking and opens.
Azrael pushes Lucifer forward and they walk through the gate. They approach a set of stairs and walk up them until they are faced with a massive silver door. The door opens and they are greeted by two more figures. One has blond hair with bright blue eyes. His skin is white and he wears all white robes. He has a sword on his waist that is sheathed. He glares at Lucifer. Lucifer smiles. "Michael. You're hurting me with that look. Don't you still love me?" he laughs. Michael spits at Lucifer's feet.
"I have no word for you traitor." he turns to Azrael. "Let's get this over with." Azrael nods and the both escort Lucifer into the room. Before are twelve other figures chained up like Lucifer. And there are stands above them. Two guards are standing by each chained figure. In the stands are twenty figures. Ten to the left and ten on the right. In the middle of the room there is a giant throne sitting there. Whispers are crowding the room as Lucifer is escorted to the front of the throne.
Once in front of the room the whispers stop and the room is silent. The room starts rumbling and the throne grows a bright light. From the light a massive figure emerges. His hair is straight and gold. He has no facial hair. His eyes are golden. His skin is glowing radiantly bright white lights. He glares at Lucifer. Lucifer looks up and stares back. "Father let me expl-"
"Silence!" He says. "You my son have betrayed your family. You have killed your own brothers and sisters for your own senseless ambition. Their blood is on your hands. You conspired to take my throne from me. And you have stolen weapons from my armory and I created your own."
The whispers in the room starts back again. Lucifer face drops and he falls on his knees. "Father-"
"You have no right to call me father any longer. To you I am The Lord. And you may not speak until I say so. For your crimes the only option that should be suited would be death. But that would be too easy for all that you have done. I hereby banish you and all your followers from heaven for all eternity. You all will be locked away into a prison personally created for you all. It will be a hell that you have never imagined. I have spoken." He waves his hand and a hole appears in the ground. "You Lucifer shall be an example of my wrath. Azrael take him to the edge."
Azrael pick Lucifer off the ground and he tries to fight him off. Michael come and grabs Lucifer by his other arm and they both drag him towards the hole. "Father, please forgive me. I'm sorry father please not this please!!" Lucifer screams out crying and begging. He is now standing at the edge of the hole. The Lord Speaks. "Any last words that you wish to say?"
Lucifer wipes his face and then turns to face everyone in the room. He the stares long into the face of The Lord. "You." He starts off saying, anger in his voice. "You shall pay for this. You all will. This prison will not hold me. I will escape and once I do you had best prepare for war because your days are numbered. I will not be silenced. I promise you this Father, once I'm free your precious heaven will crumble." He turns towards the hole and spreads his wings wide open. They are white and marvelous. He then falls through the hole. As he is falling his wings catch fire and starts burning turning from white to black. One by one the twelve prisoners all follow suit. The hole closes.
The Lord faces Gabriel his hair brown and he wears a white robe. "Did you lock the weapons away with the tools as I have instructed?" He asks.
"Yes father I have. They have been placed in six separate locations. But I do have a question father. Why didn't we destroy the weapons that Lucifer had created?
"Because he forges them out of the souls of the other angels he killed. In some aspect they are still alive within those weapons. And destroying them would mean I killed them with my own hands."
"I understand father. I shall take my leave now."
"Lucifer, my son I wish it had to never come to this, but you have drawn my hand." he looks towards the Earth and clenches his fist separating the large mass of land into separate parts.
