Kate was sleeping next to me. She was laying on her side, with one hand under her head and the other hand stretched to me. I didn't dare to take her hand into mine.
I was... afraid to do so. Hate to admit it, but yes.
Something broke inside of me and suddenly I was terrified. Panic burst out in my mind and I didn't know what to do.
Let me tell you a story of Nephilim and the Fallen Angels.
Basically, Lucifer started it. It was back when we all were living happily in Heaven, everything was perfect, all rainbows and shit. Actually, no shit, because Heaven doesn't stink and is clean. But boring. Angels were doing only what God told them and they (we) acted as if we didn't have our own mind. Except Lucifer. He wanted more. And he made his father mad. Like, really mad. Furious. So he kicked his son out.
A few of us joined Luci because God's anger wasn't justified. Honestly, if you think about it... He is talking about free will and shit but yet he punishes his own son who has different opinion? I was the one who defended Lucifer with all possible means. And was the first to follow him in his downfall. Again, were we not taught to stand up for each other? Such double standard...
So, we fell. Hard. Deep. Deeper than the darkest shadows. Deeper than the darkest holes.
There we planned our revenge. I admit now, it was probably too much and we shouldn't return to Heaven and cause a war, but... what would you do? We were young and angry and all of our ideals were shattered by God himself. We gathered all the Fallen ones - there were more. Not only those who stood with Lucifer but also others.
The ones who wanted to share divine knowledge with people. Again, God said he created people so they could achieve the highest spirituality, but... He turned his wrath towards those who wanted to teach people, who wanted to make the pathetic lives of people better. Some of Angels even wanted to stay among people and live with them their human lives, have wives, children...
God disapproved. He stroke them down, too.
The war was terrifying, even mortals noticed the storms and hurricanes and earthquakes which lasted for years on the Earth despite the war itself in Heaven took just a few days.
Who knew that God had a dragon???
Yeah, that completely changed the situation. Of course we lost. HE HAD A FUCKING DRAGON !!!
And that fucker bit me. I still have the scars. And I still have scars after Archangel Michael tore out my divine wings. Yes, I grew new ones, dark ones, but they have never felt the same.
Even more Angels joined us in our second Fall. It was just then when we created Hell. Not that I wanted to take all the credit, but it was mostly my idea. Lucifer just named it and took the responsibility to rule over it since he was the one to start all of this.
There is one important thing about Nephilim I haven't mentioned so far. The willingness to be part of human life, part of humanity. Most of them (us) really mingled with people, taught them our knowledge, gave them divine gifts and even started families, had kids... Everyone kept talking about the LOVE they discovered as if it was another kind of Heaven. I say it's bullshit.
Why?
Every single one of them is dead and damned now. And their families also.
Archangels were sent down to Earth together with the Dragon to hunt them down, one by one. Yeah, God and free will... my ass. Once you do something he doesn't like - he sends his pet to cut your throat. He doesn't care about people, he only cares about his ego and the peasants obeying him without using their brains.
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The Pretender: a Sara Lance / Batwoman fanfiction
FantasyYou know you're screwed when Lucifer, the ruller of Hell, sends his favourite and most powerful Nephilim to take you down. Well, the word "screwing" can have multiple meanings, right? Two is better than one, three is better that two.