Login with:

Facebook

Twitter

Tumblr

Google

Yahoo

Aol.

Mibba

Your info will not be visible on the site. After logging in for the first time you'll be able to choose your display name.

Know Me By Name

The Right Hand

Lucifer hurried to the garden where God would certainly be waiting. It wasn't her fault that her chose partner, Michael, had held her up with reproduction talk. Michael may have been God's left hand, but it was she, Lucifer, who God trusted the most.

The garden came into view and she made a desperate attempt to beat Him to the bench. But as always, He was already waiting. Despite what most people believed, God was not a white, bearded man in a roe. He didn't really have a solid form. He took on the appearance His believers wanted Him to have and for Lucifer, it was always a golden-maned lion. She had no idea why, but that was how she pictured him.

"Luci," His voice was deep and rumbly. "Thank you for coming. The Earth is lovely, don't you think?"

An odd feeling moved through her as she nodded. Heaven suited her just fine. Who needed a water-covered round orb when anything she could possibly want was a thought away?

"It's not finished yet. However, I didn't come here to discuss my Earth." His large head spun toward her. "You and Michael have yet to have a child. You two are almost as bad as Uriel and Katherine." He sat down, his large head settling in her lap.

"I'm sorry, Father. Michael and I are working on it, but he can be so..." she paused, hoping He'd fill in the blank for her. "... frustrating." She finally finished.

A laugh came from the lion's throat. "That is life, my sweet Luci. Pleas, it is all I ask of you."

"Yes, Father." She stroked the man and sighed, knowing she would always listen to Him.

"Run along, Uriel and I are going to be having the same conversation." She nodded, wondering what form He would take for his visit with Uriel. She always was curious as to what others saw Him as. Lucifer fluttered her wings and headed home where Michael would surely be waiting.
********************************************************************************************************
Michael stood in the doorway, his black hair ruffled as his green eyes found his Lucifer. He took in her flaming red hair and azure eyes. She was meant for him. It was what He wanted. Pushing off the doorway, he made his way to Lucifer, beckoning for her to follow him.

It was their duty to create more angels, and they had yet to do it. Now was their time, at least for Michael it was.
*******************************************************************************************************
Though Lucifer didn't particularly like Michael, she knew it was her duty to do as He asked. Heaven needed more angels, and she and Michael were the most powerful ones. Who was she to argue with creating a glorious and powerful angel? It was not her place to say differently. Lucifer did as she was told. After all, she was the right hand of God, and if He said to do this, then she must.
********************************************************************************************************
Lucifer was not the only one who He spoke to that day. Uriel also had a long discussion with his Father. Just like Lucifer, Uriel and Katherine were in the same boat. The more angels, the better. He had something up his sleeve, and who was anyone to question His will?

"Katherine." Uriel's rough voice rang out. "I spoke to Him. It's our to please Him." His wings ruffled as he walked to the curly-haired brunette. She stood in front of him and smiled. Katherine had always found Uriel attractive with his honey-blond hair and green eyes. He was the vision of perfection to her.

"What does He need from us?"

"A child."

Katherine's smile faltered a little, but she knew her place.

Notes

Okay, it's a new story and it's gonna be interesting. This is something I've been working on as it's own book not related to Avenged, but I figured Matt looked like my main character anyway, so we're gonna roll with it.

Comments

Look after yourself, Heri! Your health comes FIRST. No question x

And you’ll like it!

@overneaththepathofmisery
YAY CUDDLES

Oh Heri *cries* C’mere. Imma cuddle the fuck outta you...

@Ghost-On-A-Sea-Of-Wine
No worries love. We both got busy. I will be okay, I always am