Heaven's Raid

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Lucifer's castle crumbles in the wake of the battle. The hall and throne room are in shambles; behind the throne, black blood runs slowly down the wall. Sitting on the throne itself was Michael with his legs outstretched and fist under his chin.

A hoard of angels began exterminating all demons they could find. Ripping, tearing, and screams of the demon could be heard. Some of them were begging for mercy, but the angels smiled before ripping out their hearts.

Michael sat there smiling, enjoying the symphony of screams. That was interrupted by loud coughing.

"Lucy, could you please be quieter? I'm trying to listen to these things dying," Michael smiled.

Behind the throne, Lucifer was crucified with wings being pinned up as well. Blood ran down from his eyes and mouth. He looked at him with a crooked smile and chuckled a little bit. This annoyed Michael a little, causing him to get off the throne.

"What's so funny, Lucy, huh? I defeated you, destroyed your castle, slaughtered your subjects, sat on your throne and was about to destroy your realm", Michael bragged. Nothing you do at this point will matter. I wonder what our father was thinking when he made you. You're nothing but a prideful i***t who doesn't know how to be grateful. I'm way better than you can ever be. Father counted on me after he cast you out."

"All I heard from that was daddy never loved me, and I'm second best. Am I right?" Lucifer chuckled, "I know the old man won't order something like this, unless...wait, you're planning on it."

Michael finally got off the throne and walked up to him. His face was twisted with anger and spite.

"Whatever you're thinking, it isn't that. I'm going to help with our father's creations, which he loves more than anything," Michael said in a rough tone.

"A creation which he loves more than us", Lucifer retorted,

"Not this again", Michael, annoyed

"I'm better than them, yet he spends time on them!!" Lucifer yelled.

"And I'm the one with daddy issues. They needed him more than us", Michael strained his voice. "You're just mad that Dad gave away your toy."

With that comment, Lucifer spat blood directly in his eye. Michael wiped the blood out of his eyes and looked at it. The way he looked was almost sorrowful. He flew up to Lucifer and wiped the blood on his face.

"Look at what you did to yourself, Lucy", Michael sighed.

"What, become the most powerful angel of all time??" Lucifer proudly

"You tainted the process yourself. Let's not forget about that, shall we? That's enough family therapy. It's time for executions," Michael said.

"Execution ha ha ha" Lucifer laughed hysterically. "I don't think you have the facilities for that big man."

Michael let out a huge sigh.

"I thought you didn't like humans, Lucy, but here you are using their slang", Michael shook his head.

"Oh, I don't like them fuckers but the way they speak amuses me sometimes", Lucifer admitted.

Michael rolled his eyes and continued speaking, "This isn't your execution, no, it's the princes of hell execution."

Lucifer's jokey demeanor dropped immediately. He tried freeing himself but couldn't because the nails had an insane amount of holy energy imbued into them. The sins were brought into the room one by one with hoods on. They were lined up in front of Lucifer and placed on their knees.

"Michael,, don't do this, You don't understand what could happen", Lucifer pleaded.

"I know what happens if I kill all of them", Michael smiled.

"Well, if you do know what's going to happen, then stop this madness", Lucifer begged. "This is the only thing I have to call home now."

"You should have thought of that before you ate from the tree," Michael said scornfully. "But I'll let them go if you give me what I want."

"I can't let you have that, and you know why," Lucifer explained.

A golden yellow light emerged from Michael's hand, but it quickly extended and sharpened into a blade. He hung the blade over one of the prince's heads.

"I'm not bluffing here. Lucy, give me your spear" Michael

"I can't trust you with my spear, especially now," Lucifer said.

Without any hesitation, Michael sliced off the prince's head and moved over to the next one. This continued for a while until the very last demon prince was alive.

"He's the last one Lucy gave me the spear", Micheal coldly

Lucifer looked at him, seething, still trying to break free.

"Lucy, you're not breaking out of that bond, so just tell me where the spear is," Michael asked.

"GO f**k YOURSELF!!!!!!!" Lucifer bellowed.

Michael swung downward with full force, lopping off the head of the final prince. But as soon as the head touched the ground, it turned into dust. It wasn't just him; the rest of the bodies turned into dust as well. The angel was taken aback but brought back due to the cackling of Lucifer. The anger of Michael shook the entirety of hell.

"Where did they go?!!" Michael screamed.

Lucifer just laughed even more.

"They are high-ranking demons, and they've escaped," Michael stressed.

"They should've left by now, so I'll tell you, the princes have left for the earth with your precious humans. I wonder what will happen if they're not captured, brother," Lucifer cheekily.

Michael rages and flies up, then stabs Lucifer in the shoulder. Then he calls out to the rest of the angels, telling them to find the princes.

"You're going to pay for this, brother," Michael whispered into his ears.

"Am I," Lucifer said before headbutting him and sending him crashing to the floor. He ripped himself free, with blood splattering all over the place. He stood in the air, floating and instantly healed all his wounds.

Michael crawled out of the crater he had created and looked up to Lucifer with venom in his eyes.

"You killed my subjects, and I can't have that", Lucifer smirked.

"I have already defeated you", Michael snarled.

"That's true, but I needed information from you, so" Lucifer shrugged.

"This time I'll soundly defeat you", Michael shoots out of the crater.

"HA HA HA HA Let's see then, little brother", Lucifer screamed, rushing towards him.

It was after lunch and the incident with Kira rang fresh in everyone's mind. They would look at Deanna with terror. The murmurs started to ring in her head and didn't help with the headache she had either.

Ever since the incident, Deanna has had a headache, and she hears chirping. Not only chirping, something else as well. It sounded like someone was talking to her, but their voice was too distorted. Her senses started to rebel with every little sound, smell and touch sending waves of sickness through her body.

She grabbed her, trying to fight off the pain until someone placed a hand on her shoulder. She spun around and saw this guy standing there. He was 5'11 Caucasian with wavy hair and freckles. He stood there, confused for a minute.

"You must be the new guy here" She winced, grabbing her eyes.

"Yeah, I'm Ken Rauell". He introduced himself.

"I'm Deanna Mark, your trainer and boss". Deanna grabbed her eyes

Ken scoffed at the thought of her being the boss. "Okay, if you say so"

"Excuse what does ahhhhhh" She grabbed at her eyes. A vision of a castle surrounded by lava and geysers spewing lava. Ashes fell like snow, and laughter could be heard from the castle.

Deanna got up and rushed into the bathroom as quickly as possible. She looked into the mirror, and what she saw horrified her. In the mirror were bloodshot eyes and tears of magma; her reflection twisted into her vision. Inside the castle was the demonic vision of herself sitting on her throne. She turned towards herself and looked in awe.

"You could see me right now. That's amazing, but that means it's about to happen then. HA HA HAHA HA AHA AHA AAH" She laughed manically, "Trust me,, you'll enjoy what's about to happen."

The demonic version of herself disappeared, leaving Deanna breathing heavily. The room spun around before it went dark.