Chapter1

#Chapter1

The floral entities wrapped around Michael's finger as the bounce of each leaf-sprung back and forth. His long scrawny fingers danced with each living plant, and they danced back. A smile broke on the small angels face, his heart beating faster at the current moment. One of his main specialties was the use and power of compassion on both humans, plants, and animals. His heart almost immediately broke when he spots a lifeless plant laying among the dancing lilies.

/"Oh, sweet lily. There's no time for sleep when you could be dancing./" Placing his hand underneath the grey colored plant, he closed his eye and felt a wave of energy flush from inside of him then into the once lifeless lily.

/"There we are. So beautiful./" He spoke aloud to the now living, flourishing, and dancing flower. He picked up his cloths and joined the plants in a mesmerizing dance.

/"Hey Angel, you should be training with your brothers./" Suddenly in the middle of his 'feminine twirling', as his younger brothers call it, Raphael comes up to him, stomping on the inflorescences.

/"Raphael, you're always ruining my fun. Get off these people./" Looking at the brothers physically, it would be almost impossible to see Michael as the eldest amongst his 4 other brothers. Raphael, Uriel, Azrael, and Raziel were all larger, faster, and more highly trained than Michael.

/"Fun? There isn't any time for fun brother. Lucifer and his demons are pushing war on the angels once again./" Raphael groaned and ran his stealthy fingers through his lengthy brown loose curls. Azrael and Raziel have such luminous blonde locs that resembles that of the Goddess while Raphael, Uriel, and Michael have different styles of curls and wavy patterns of brown hair similar to God himself.

/"Lucifer attempts to take down the angels since the beginning of AD (Anno Domini: /"in the year of the Lord./") and has failed ever since./" Michael giggled, walking up to his younger brother and braiding his hair into a neat fish braid. He barely reached pasts his brother's shoulder, so he hopped on his tiptoes to start the braid.

/"You're too soft Michael, you can't always play with these things./" He pointed to the flowing plants on the ground then looking back at his older brother with soft eyes. A small smile pinched at the corner of his lips when Michael flushed and looked away.

/"War comes with casualties and I don't want you to be apart of that. As an archangel, you need to be ready to fight against Satan himself./" Michael rolled his eyes and sat down, laying his back on the ground away from the flowers and looking up at the skies of heaven.

/"I can protect myself, brother. You don't have to worry about me. I am older than you, I should be watching your back./" Raphael came down next to Michael and laid beside him. Hearing the sound of his other brothers coming back from training, Azrael, Uriel, and Raziel laid down beside their siblings as well.

/"Brothers. What is it that we're doing here? Father is most likely going to call for a meeting about this war with Lucifer./" Azrael spoke out after laying and conversing with his brothers.

/"We should be on our way. I think I have crushed your friend here Michael, apologies brother./" Michael rushed over after hearing the crushing news and instantly used his compassion and empathy to bring the Lily back. An immediate feeling of relief passed through after the lily started dancing among its other flowers.

Their wings extending from their backs, stretching and popping out before lifting their feet off the ground. In a V formation, the archangels flew towards the main castle. The house of God and his Goddess is also where the 5 brothers lived or passed their time since they were consistently training, fending off Lucifers demons by Heavens Gates, and protecting the souls of humans who have entered this heavenly space.

/"My sons. Truly angels. How was sparring?/" Sitting down at the highest peak of the castle was their father, the almighty, God. Of course, beside him was his leading lady. Goddess.

/"Children, you're looking well./" Bowing towards their parents then standing back up, the brothers all spoke at once about Lucifer, demons, and this upcoming war he's thrust at them.

/"At once, please,/" God demanded after his sons, except Michael, opened their mouths and released hell. Almost literally.

/"Father, there was the word again that Lucifer was attempting to break through the gates and claim something that he said belongs to him. We have no recollection of any of his property here but they're almost at the gates./" Raphael spoke loud and proud. Even though he's only the second eldest, he acted as if he was born first. Always in the lead and reasoned with a sense of dominance over his siblings and other angels.

Looking at his everlasting wife, back down to his sons, he stood up from his throne and started to descend. /"Lucifer mmh. Again? You should take him down before he reaches the gates or even enters Heaven. If you want, Raphael, you may lead your brothers to the mountains and attain the demons there and away from the dense human souls here./"

/"Yes. Thank you, father. Great seeing you as well, mother./" Goddess elegantly flew down from her throne and landed in front of her sons. Placing a kiss on all of their foreheads, staying a bit longer on Michael, she glances lovingly at all of them. Proud of whom they became.

/"My sons. Take this journey as a learning lesson. Know that God does everything for a reason. Be safe and beware./" Backing away from the archangels, she stood aside with her husband, watching as their sons fly out and away from the castle.

/"Will this be it? Is this going to start it?/" Goddess questioned her lover when the sound of wings flapping was far enough from the large opening in the castle. God took her by the waist and pulled her close to his warmth. Tucking the blonde strand of hair behind her small ear and kissing her cheek.

/"It will be dear. This time I have no issue with what's going to come, I know the same for our sons. We just have to let them follow their own path as I've already written the story./"