Estrella's Prophecy

✢ FIVE ✢

"Is murder the answer, Michael?" interrogated Uriel as they walked down the long corridor.
Michael walked ahead while Uriel, Raphael, and other Archangels following behind him. They all knew the dangers of Lucifer's child being born into this world and they all feared what would happen if it wasn't stopped, but some doubted that murder was against their nature as Archangels and guardians of humans.
"Unfortunately it is, brother. The child cannot be born, if we can even call it a child."
"Perhaps she wouldn't want to deliver the child and will stand with us if we give her the option?" said Raphael optimistically. He did not want to murder a human but if there was no other choice, then he would.
"Think about it, all of you," Michael snapped and spun around to face the Archangels. They all looked at him with blank expressions. "Estrella is his soulmate. I have given her chance after chance to come to our side and we will help keep him away, even her own mother tried to pursue her but she's still with him. She's not going to change her mind, if anything she could be the excited one over this pregnancy. Estrella has to be murdered, there is no other way. It aches my heart that it has to come down to this, but it has."
Hope, a female Archangel with long strawberry hair, cleared her throat.
"How do we get to her? The house is surrounded by abominations, it's a risky move to try to attack."
"We will work out a plan for this mission, but it must be successful. Careful, steady steps and cautious thinking." Michael replied then turned away, walking straight ahead and the Archangels followed him.
He pushed open two large white doors that opened to the oval room they were in earlier, and he witnessed Gabriel walk through the portal. At first, he shrugged it off because Gabriel was a strange one but when he saw the journal was not in the place it was originally left, he couldn't help but to interrogate Gabriel.
"Have you seen Father's journal, Gabriel?"
Uriel and Raphael looked at their younger brother, watching his face turn guilty like a child had been caught doing something wrong. He opened his cloak and revealed the journal, stretching his arm outwards for Michael to take the journal away.
"Why did you have that, brother?" Uriel asked but Gabriel didn't answer verbally, he shook his head side to side and stared at the floor.
"Gabriel, answer the question." Raphael ordered in a stern voice. Gabriel cleared his throat.
"I-I took it to our brother," he stuttered shamefully. "I don't want to hurt the human girl."
Michael's nostrils flared angrily and he slammed the journal down onto the table, causing Gabriel to jolt in fear. The rest of the Archangels stared at Gabriel in disbelief, carefully watching Michael as well. He was angry, beyond angry, and he knew that Gabriel would always be a dilemma. He knew that their Father should have destroyed him decades ago.
"You betrayed us!" he shouted and his voice echoed throughout the room. Gabriel shook his head side to side quickly. "you gave the enemy an advantage! He did not know anything that was written in that journal but now that he does he will be sure to have extra protection around that her so we cannot reach her!"
"I-I'm sorry, brother. I just thought---"
"You didn't think of anything, you broken Archangel! Just like always, you never think!"
"Michael!" Raphael roared. "that is enough."
"No, this is not enough. But I will tell you what will be," Michael spat and glared at Gabriel with hatred in his eyes. "do you want to help the Devil so badly? Then you shall. You will be cast from Heaven to the Underworld, just like he, and you will never be allowed in Heaven ever again," he said. Gabriel's eyes glistened with tears and he dropped to his knees, bowing to Michael for mercy. But Michael turned away, looking at the Archangels. "do any of you disagree with this punishment?"
Gabriel's life depended on his siblings, he depended on; Raphael, Uriel, Hope, Frederickson, Asariel, Anpiel, Baradiel, Balthioul, Camael, and Dobriel, but they all were quiet. Tongue-tied or they agreed, Gabriel was not sure. Michael nodded, satisfied with the silence, then grasped Gabriel by the hair and began dragging him to the portal.
"No, no, no, don't! Please!"
"You have chosen your side, Gabriel," Michael spat with venom and jerked Gabriel to his feet. Tears streamed down his face hysterically. "I was right about you. Father should have listened to me. Maybe you should have lost your grace the same day Lucifer did, shouldn't you?" Gabriel didn't know how to answer, instead he shut his eyelids tight. "Gabriel will face his punishment in the Underworld and never return to the Paradise of Heaven. He will and always will be, a fallen angel."

"I don't know what to say, Lucifer." Abaddon mumbled in disbelief while standing in front of Lucifer's desk. He was just told what their Father had written about in his journal and had left for the angels, and clearly he was just as shocked as Lucifer was.
"You and me both, brother. The poor bastard thought I would come back? After falling from his grace, if I was given a second to return to that place I would spit at the offer." Lucifer growled, shaking his head in disgust.
"Are you going to tell Estrella about the journal?"
Lucifer hesitated in silence before shaking his head side to side, leaning back against the throne and propping his feet on the desk.
"No, she doesn't need to know about the journal. No one needs to, this will be kept between you and I, Abaddon. Correct?"
Abaddon nodded submissively.
"Correct, brother. I won't tell a soul," he promised. "but I must ask you a question. Knowing what the journal has said and what Father wanted, what are you going to do about this child on the way?"
Lucifer stared at Abaddon and before he could answer, the doors slammed open. Abaddon turned around, stepping out of the way for Lucifer to see, and they were both equally shocked to see two demons dragging Gabriel by his arms. Gabriel's clothes were ripped and his once pearl white wings were turning ash gray. He refused to look upwards, too weak to hold his head up.
"The hellhounds got a hold of this one, my Lord. I think he's stupid or something, he keeps murmuring no."
Lucifer rose from his throne immediately, approaching Gabriel and Abaddon followed closely behind him.
"Gabriel," Lucifer said but he didn't respond. He lowered down to Gabriel's level, hearing him repeating "no" under his breath. Lucifer grasped his chin, lifting his head to see scratch marks across his cheek turning his veins black and his blue eyes were fading black. "Gabriel, speak to me."
Gabriel looked into Lucifer's eyes, confusion and fright struck across his face.
"Where am I?" he whispered. "why am I here?"
Abaddon's bottom lip quivered and he dropped to his knee beside Gabriel, looking closely at his wounds from the hellhounds.
"You're in the Underworld, Gabriel." Lucifer replied, holding his brother's face in his big hands. Abaddon examined Gabriel's eyes and wings before whispering;
"He fell from grace."
Lucifer felt his heart ache and he struggled to keep his temper under control, he knew that Gabriel would be treated unfairly after he fell. He suspected that Michael had something to do with this, perhaps they found out Gabriel was here earlier, Lucifer may never know what happened in Heaven between Gabriel and the Archangels because Gabriel has memory loss. It wasn't his fault, it was no one's fault. They didn't know how he lost his memory, Gabriel doesn't even remember how. But after it was confirmed, the Archangels and their Father believed Gabriel was helpless but it was Lucifer who pleaded to their Father to spare his life. After that, Lucifer was the only one who helped Gabriel remember who and what he was. It was like Lucifer raised his brother all over again, and even though Gabriel forgot things very frequently, he always remembered Lucifer.
"I don't want to be here." Gabriel choked, staring into Lucifer's black eyes.
"Gather the indigents to heal the wounds," Lucifer demanded Abaddon. "you're going to be alright, Gabriel."
"I want to go home."
Gabriel jerked his arms away from the demons and wrapped them around Lucifer's figure, squeezing him tightly and letting a hurtful cry escape from his throat. Lucifer hesitated at first but couldn't help but to comfort his brother, ignoring the confused demons who watched in silence.
"This is your home now."