Lucifel (
brbtalkingtogod) wrote in
towerofanimus2013-08-13 09:51 pm
Entry tags:
2nd Call - The Archangel's Nightmare
Characters: Lucifel and you
Setting: Various floors; August 14th and 15th
Format: Prose, brackets, whichever you prefer.
Summary: Lucifel dealing with his personal squad of shadow children.
Warnings: Angst, updates if anything changes
This week already had such a twisted and sick start. Actually, Lucifel thought that the whole month was horrible to begin with.
First there was this charred and partly ripped apart bible in his mailbox, one of the horrible gifts that most residents with one have gotten on that Monday. The meaning of it had been clear to him the moment he had seen it and he was far from amused. A metaphor for Him, Him being dead and his words unable to reach the Archangel.
However, the day shouldn't end with that. On the same day three shadow children had started to follow him around. At first he thought nothing of it, feeling like they even were... familiar in a way. Creepy, but familiar still. So he just let them follow him around for the time being, since it didn't seem like they would do any harm. It wasn't until the middle of the week, August 14th, that one of them began to speak to him.
"In the end you left me alone." There was a moment of shock running down his spine as he looked around. No one but the shadow children to be seen, but that voice sounded just like... "Enoch?" The child stepped forward and dropped in front of him. "I thought you would keep your promise to me." Came as a whimper while Lucifel stared at the black figure in horror. "What kind of support are you to leave me here to die?" He shook his head. "It wasn't my choice to come here..." The Shadow-Enoch got up to his feet again and let his head hang down. "But I guess like this you won't have to be scared of me taking your place..." This couldn't be real. This had to be another of Jason's sick games to break them.
It didn't end for Lucifel with that one child speaking to him and repeating his words like a malicious chanting.
On August 15th The original three were joined by two more shadow children, one of them decided to latch itself to Lucifel and hung over his shoulder. By now the remaining original shadow children had started to talk as well. Two of the original ones walked next to him, the Shadow-Enoch was on his left, the other child to his right.
It was the one to his right that spoke to him "Didn't you say that we would always be together since we were born?" I know I did Michael.
"I looked everywhere for you but even though I saw your face everywhere, you weren't here." He had no idea what he was talking about. But the usually not so easily fazed Lucifel slowly became more and more restless... and there was a reason why.
"Now you abandoned me like they have, Luci..." I haven't. I never would. This shadow child walked in front of him as it continued to speak.
"I had so high expectations of you... All for nothing." It shook its head as if it was greatly disappointed. I would never let You down.
"You had one job Luci. And you didn't even get that done." Lucifel swallowed. No. He had done what he had been told. And still does.
"I don't see how this doesn't make you a Fallen one as well. It was you who killed me, the Almighty." It turned to look at the archangel, like it wanted to intimidate him. "Stop it..." He didn't kill Him. He didn't kill God.
Without noticing the color of his collar turned into lighter shades of violet.
Setting: Various floors; August 14th and 15th
Format: Prose, brackets, whichever you prefer.
Summary: Lucifel dealing with his personal squad of shadow children.
Warnings: Angst, updates if anything changes
This week already had such a twisted and sick start. Actually, Lucifel thought that the whole month was horrible to begin with.
First there was this charred and partly ripped apart bible in his mailbox, one of the horrible gifts that most residents with one have gotten on that Monday. The meaning of it had been clear to him the moment he had seen it and he was far from amused. A metaphor for Him, Him being dead and his words unable to reach the Archangel.
However, the day shouldn't end with that. On the same day three shadow children had started to follow him around. At first he thought nothing of it, feeling like they even were... familiar in a way. Creepy, but familiar still. So he just let them follow him around for the time being, since it didn't seem like they would do any harm. It wasn't until the middle of the week, August 14th, that one of them began to speak to him.
"In the end you left me alone." There was a moment of shock running down his spine as he looked around. No one but the shadow children to be seen, but that voice sounded just like... "Enoch?" The child stepped forward and dropped in front of him. "I thought you would keep your promise to me." Came as a whimper while Lucifel stared at the black figure in horror. "What kind of support are you to leave me here to die?" He shook his head. "It wasn't my choice to come here..." The Shadow-Enoch got up to his feet again and let his head hang down. "But I guess like this you won't have to be scared of me taking your place..." This couldn't be real. This had to be another of Jason's sick games to break them.
It didn't end for Lucifel with that one child speaking to him and repeating his words like a malicious chanting.
On August 15th The original three were joined by two more shadow children, one of them decided to latch itself to Lucifel and hung over his shoulder. By now the remaining original shadow children had started to talk as well. Two of the original ones walked next to him, the Shadow-Enoch was on his left, the other child to his right.
It was the one to his right that spoke to him "Didn't you say that we would always be together since we were born?" I know I did Michael.
"I looked everywhere for you but even though I saw your face everywhere, you weren't here." He had no idea what he was talking about. But the usually not so easily fazed Lucifel slowly became more and more restless... and there was a reason why.
"Now you abandoned me like they have, Luci..." I haven't. I never would. This shadow child walked in front of him as it continued to speak.
"I had so high expectations of you... All for nothing." It shook its head as if it was greatly disappointed. I would never let You down.
"You had one job Luci. And you didn't even get that done." Lucifel swallowed. No. He had done what he had been told. And still does.
"I don't see how this doesn't make you a Fallen one as well. It was you who killed me, the Almighty." It turned to look at the archangel, like it wanted to intimidate him. "Stop it..." He didn't kill Him. He didn't kill God.
Without noticing the color of his collar turned into lighter shades of violet.

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