Heaven's Raid

The begining of the raid

The castle was demolished, and souls were freed from captivity to wreak havoc on the earth. But this didn't faze these beings, these forces of nature. One ascended to higher grace, and the other fell far from it. The wave of clashing energies surged throughout hell, ripping and tearing through space. They kept attacking over and over, with the attacks getting stronger than the last. Stopping for a second, Lucifer and Michael stared at each other.

"I'll be the first to admit that you've gotten stronger. Usually, this is the part when our wonderful father comes to stop our little spat. Seeing that he isn't here yet, I could only conclude that he is still a piece of s**t" Lucifer cackled.

"Why do you hate our father so much, Lucifer?- It does not make any sense that he loved you so much, but you still betrayed him without a second thought," Michael said.

"You fools don't know anything, do you ha ha ha. I feel sorry for you, but hey, ignorance is bliss, huh? People tend to ostracize others who know too much or seek the truth, just look at humans. They do that all the time when seeing someone who looks different or even thinks differently. Can you tell me what happened to that person?- don't worry, I'll tell you. They're shunned or eradicated", Lucifer smiled.

"What does that have to do with our fight with Lucifer?" Michael annoyed.

"I was trying to show you something, but it seemed like I expected too much from someone who can't think for himself and needs approval from anyone except himself" Lucifer waved him off.

Annoyed by his brother, Michael rushed him, clashing with him again, sending a shock wave throughout hell. Lucifer looked at him with a smile and then grabbed him by the arm, sending him flying into the ruined castle.

He watched his castle crumble even more with sentiment in his eyes. Ever since he fell from grace and built this kingdom, he knew this would never last. Out of the ruin shot out this tower of yellow light, and rising out of it was Michael.

All that was marked on his face was rage and disgust. He raised his arm in the air and the shot beams of light arced through the sky. The beams of light began to rain down on Lucifer and all he did was look at it remorsefully.

The beams crashed down, destroying everything in that area and sending dust into the air. As the dust cleared, you could clearly see all the craters. Michael smiled to himself, thinking it was over, but he saw a wing. It was a red and black feather wing which seemed to be glossed. Michael trembled at the sight.

Lucifer slowly revealed himself, smiling, "You have to be careful, brother. You could seriously hurt someone if you're not careful."

Deanna slowly opened her eyes and stared at the familiar ceiling. She tried to get up, but everything began to spin. Then a loud ringing in her ears made it worse. Familiar nausea came back. She placed her hand over her mouth, trying not to vomit.

"Not on the carpet, D, not on the carpet", Decon screamed, running in with a bucket. He quickly handed it over to her and immediately vomit came spewing out. He could do anything to help except keep her hair up. But as soon as he saw the blood,, that was it. "Okay D, you're done for the day, and go straight to the hospital."

"You know I hate hospitals….bwha" she vomits again.

Her body felt better after vomiting a couple of times. She stood up, looked around the room and finally noticed that she was in Decon's office. It was a well-furnished office with his desk near a window pane.

She sat down on the sofa, wondering about that thing she saw. It looked like her. Is it responsible for her dreams? Deanna's leg felt numb, and her mind was extremely strained, so much so that she could see little blue orbs floating around.

She reached out her hand and tried to touch it, but Decon grabbed her, thinking she was reaching for him.

"You need to go see a doctor, D. This is a little strange even for you", Decon worried

"I'm not going to the f*****g hospital OK" she snapped but apologized. He was trying to help her out, but this wasn't something a doctor could help her with.

"Just let me rest here; then we can move from there, okay? Right now, I can't think straight," she says, grabbing her head.

Decon looked at her, and, against his better judgment, he allowed her to sit there. As he left the room, he looked back and saw her reaching towards something. Did he make the right choice, or did he doom her?

Feeling lost, Deanna sat there in a trance, looking at the blue things floating around her. Above her, a bright light almost blinded her. A hand reached towards her, and she stretched towards taking grasp of it.

In her mind, she heard, "You are perfect for this task."

Her body reached violently, making her seize up, and blood poured from her eyes before passing out again. Decon came back an hour later to check on her but was horrified by her state. He immediately called an ambulance.

Lucifer retracted his wing and shrugged a little; he sensed something powerful in the human world, and he trembled. He looked at Michael to see if he had noticed it as well, but from the look, he didn't notice a thing. He just looked angry and terrified. Lucifer wondered what the hell was going on around him - nothing was making sense.

This attack on the underworld, the presence above and Michael's sudden attitude change just perplexed him.

"Hmm, what could be the plan here? He knows he can't beat me, so what's the point of this fight- a distraction maybe no, it can't be," Lucifer thought to himself. "Well, there is one other thing I could do", he rushed at Michael, grabbing his face and slamming him into the ground. Then, threw him into a wall. With an extreme amount of force, he kicks him in the face, sending him dragging through the wall and into the air. He appears behind and kicks him into the lava,, leaving a whirlpool. "All I have to do is beat the answer out of"

Michael flew out of the lava with some trailing behind him. He threw a punch, which was blocked by his brother. Lucifer pulled him closer before headbutting him, and Michael's eyes blurred from the impact. His brother hit him on the ground before landing on top of him with a giant explosion of force.

Lucifer kicked him across the ground, causing him to skid a little. He walks towards him with confidence. "I remember the last time we fought. Do you remember that little brother? During my rebellion"

Michael struggled to his feet, covered in scratches and burn marks. He weakly answered, "Yeah, when I defeated you and drove you off."

"Yeah, when I let you win that fight", Lucifer snickered.

"Is that what you tell yourself to make you feel better??" Michael huffed.

"Let me ask you something, little brother. Were my wings drawn during that fight or even one of them?" Lucifer smiled.

Michael realized what he was saying was true; he didn't have his wings drawn. "Why didn't you do that? You could have won then"

"You said I wanted to win", Lucifer with a blank face

Michael disappeared for a couple of seconds before kicking him in the stomach. Then he kicked him in the head, sending him flying backward.

"You caused that war for no reason, and so many brothers and sisters died during that war for what - your sick enjoyment" Michael peeved

"You wouldn't understand, you obedient boy", Lucifer scoffed.

Hell began to break down, pieces of rock started to float into the air and evaporate, and cracks in space started to show up with lava bubbling up. Michael began to glow and six wings sprouted out of his back. You could see all the rage in his eyes. He began to form a small beam of light and shot it at Lucifer.

His older brother barely dodged out of the way; the beam struck a mountain behind him, and there was a huge explosion. With this, Lucifer knew he had to get serious, or else he would die. Michael took a step and appeared behind him. His hand covered in holy energy, Michael blasted Lucifer.

Almost unable to block it, Lucifer took a lot of damage. Unrelenting, Michael made a sword of holy energy and tried slashing Lucy with it, but he missed. Michael quickly changed his sword into a spear and threw it.

It pierced Lucifer's shoulder, pinning him into a rock face. Michael slowly walked towards him with nothing but seriousness. Pinned Lucifer truly understood how strong his little brother had gotten.

"You've gotten our brothers and sisters killed for no reason; you've got Adam and Eve kicked out of the garden as well. All this suffering for what, huh, Lucifer? So you could be entertained?" Michael screeched.

"It was my fault those humans got kicked out of the garden, huh? Is that what he told you?" Lucifer coughed.

"Yeah, you tricked Eve into eating the fruit of Knowledge", Michael barked

"HAHAHAHAHA a fruit of Knowledge was eaten, but it wasn't eaten by Eve," Lucifer said.

Michael was taken aback. "What do you mean by that?"

Lucifer broke the spear and dropped to the ground, looking serious. He was prepared to fight now. Seeing this, Michael prepared to fight without holding back.

They ran at each other at full tilt and clashed over and over and over again. Lucifer remembers their first fight. Michael slipped past one of his punches and landed a devastating one on his own, causing his brother to spit up blood.

Lucifer responded in kind with an attack of his own, burying his hand into his side and hearing some things snapping and breaking. Michael reeled back in pain before launching a blast in Lucifer's face, sending him flying.

Michael took to the air and made a giant ball of holy energy twice the size of the sun. He looked down at his brother with such contempt. He suddenly remembered how close they were before, and he hesitated. His anger turned into confusion, his breath started to quicken as if he was hyperventilating.

He reminded himself why he was doing this while screaming. He threw the energy at him. Lucifer saw this ball of energy coming at him. All he could feel was terror as this ball of energy hurtled towards him. The ball crashed into him but didn't explode. Lucifer blocked it with his wings, and this time, it was metallic. He launched it back at his little brother. Michael watched the incoming mass and scoffed, catching it one-handed.

Michael began pushing it towards him. Lucifer flew up and began pushing back, turning half blackish-red. They both pushed with so much force that the energy ball sent them flying and crashing in opposite directions.

As soon as they got their bearings, they flew at each other, throwing punches and dodging them at insane speeds. Michael sends voiles of energy blasts, but Lucifer just reflects them at him with his wings. The battle in the skies of hell was as if they were dancing, clashing and firing holy energy.

Lucifer punched him in the stomach and then struck him in the jaw with a forearm. Then fired a huge blast of blackened holy energy. Michael crashed into the ground, causing huge amounts of damage. Lucifer formed two balls of energy, forced them together violently, then fired a huge blast of energy that ripped apart space, leaving black splotches everywhere. Michael grits his teeth and flies through the beam, grabbing Lucifer by the face.

He then smashes him through all seven levels of hell and then through him back to the first level. Michael starts knocking him around at blinding speed before kicking him down. He gathers all the energy from the universe and forms a gigantic lance. Michael sent this lance at Lucifer, piercing him and ending the fight.

"I guessed you won then", Lucifer coughed up blood.

"I guess so, but why didn't you use your sword? You could have won if you did," Michael said sternly.

"I could use that terrible thing on my little brother, but why did you come here? What do you want from me, Michael?" Lucifer asked.

"I want your holy weapon. Where is it?" Michael demanded.

" So that's what you're up to then, huh? I don't have it, and the only demon that knows where is long gone from here, and they should be arriving soon," Lucifer cackled.

"Don't worry about that, we'll find them eventually, so rest up. "I know that's enough to kill. "I have more questions for you," Michael said.

Hell was completely ruined, especially since reality was collapsing there but stopped after the battle. Michael had won for now, but all the generals had arrived on earth with one extra in tow.

As soon as they arrived on Earth, Deanna shot up in her hospital bed with her eyes glazed over and the room frozen. Half of her pale with bluish-white hair, and the other half was her normal skin color and normal hair. She spoke with two different voices; one is her normal and her other was cold and unfeeling.

She said, "It's about to begin."