What Happens When Angels Fall?

I reach up to grab the arm of Gabriel, the angel who pushed me. He pulls his arm out of my reach and I fall. My silvery wings wrap around me, blocking some of the wind. The wind still roars in my ears as I fall. It actually happened. I didn’t expect it to happen, but it did. They cast me out of heaven. I can see the small silhouette of Gabriel, his golden brown hair glowing in the sun. I feel something wet slide down my cheek. I have seen the humans do this before, what do they call it? Crying.

I hit the ground hard and I feel my wings slowly fall to my side. A fallen angel, that’s what they would see. A cast away. An outsider. I manage to sit up. I look around. I had fallen on the roof of a skyscraper. Shouldn’t I be dead? Shouldn’t my wings be gone? That’s what happened to everyone else. I think as I stand up. My chest ached and I felt a sharp pain in my leg. I make a weird face, not used to the pain. I limp to the door on the roof, at least, I think that’s what those wood things are called.

I make my way to the bottom of the stairs. I feel like I could fly again. I fly the rest of the way down. Once at the door I fold my wings and use a glimmer, they look like a backpack. I walk out, limping, the pain almost unbearable. I gulp and make my way to the exit of the building. The lobby is bustling with people. Suddenly I’m not there anymore, I’m in… Hell?

“Hello Cameron. Welcome home,” a deep voice whispers in my ear.

I turn around to find a dark haired boy about my age standing in front of me. I study the boy as he walks around me. He tsks softly and shakes his head. What was wrong with me? Is this…. Lucifer? I question in my mind and meet his soft blue eyes. He was perfect, almost too perfect. He stops walking around me and sighs.

“This won’t do. I can’t have a new member of my court wearing angels clothing. Why don’t we find you something else, maybe black, or red,” he says and offers his hand,

I hesitantly take it, not knowing if I can trust him. If this is the real Lucifer I can trust him. What if he’s an angel testing me? I start to pull my hand away. He smiles kindly at me. He gently takes my hand and leads me to a room. The room is full of black and red clothes. The boy lets go of my hand and nods toward the clothes. I step in and look around the room. I find a pair of black leather skinny jeans and a loose fitting poet shirt. I look at the boy and he nods. I find a small room and change into the new clothes. They fit so much better. I follow the boy to a larger room with weapons. I find a sword that is the perfect weight and put the sheathe on my belt.

“Now you can defend me against the angels,” the boy says.

“I-I’m sorry, b-but,” I stutter, my voice hoarse, “w-who are you?”

“My dear, I am the angel, Lucifer,” he replies.

I smile and throw my arms around him. I pull away quickly, realizing what I did. He just chuckles and smiles at me.

“I-I’m sorry sir,” I manage, my cheeks hot.

“It is alright Cameron. You chose to stand up for me, you have earned the right to hug me.”

* * *

I growl as I block an attack from Gabriel. I slash at him and he falls. 99 I say in my mind 99 angels dead, 12 more. I look at the 12 other angels. They are all advancing toward me. I growl and grip the sword. One of them attacks and I stab him and the one behind him. I pull my sword out, hands covered in blood. 10 more. Two more attack from opposite sides. They go to stab and I step back causing them to stab themselves. The rest run, well, fly. I grin. I defeated them.

I return to Lucifer and smile at him, “It is done.”

* * *

He kisses me and pulls me closer to him. I smile into the kiss and wrap my arms around his neck. He loves me. I’ve always loved him and now I find out he loves me. I pull back slightly to look him in the eyes. I smile at him.

“I love you,” he whispers, grinning.

At that moment I felt the gates of heaven close to me forever. The End.