Vengeance Owned:Gabriel and Milo
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Category:
DarkFic › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
12
Views:
2,825
Reviews:
17
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
The Bet
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God sat back on his throne and shook his metaphorical head with something akin to a smile on his lips.
A raving psychopath sitting back and enjoying a raucous laugh at the expense of all and sundry.
Well…. Truth be told, in the course of time and events He had been called much worse.
A low hum echoed throughout Heaven as the Almighty mused on the situation in which He had recently found himself. It had been eons since He had allowed himself to be goaded into a bet with his betrayer and yet here He sat; once again embroiled in a game in which He had no influence.
“You know very well that you never should have allowed this to happen.”
God closed his eyes and tried to ignore the voice of the female half of his being, but She was having none of it.
“First poor Job.” She shook her head sadly. “And now you’ve placed our Gabriel in harms way with your infernal bets.”
The male half of God sighed. She was right of course.
“I have every confidence in Gabriel.”
“You even surrendered control of the situation.” She was giving him no quarter. “I cant believe you would be so reckless and selfish.”
God groaned.
“If we lose Gabriel because of this……” She left the thought unfinished but He knew very well that if this went wrong He would be hearing about it for the rest of eternity.
She could be so fussy!
The thought alone was enough to make him want to flee. Not that fleeing would do him any good, of course. She was an everlasting part of him.
“Gabriel will make the right choice.” He said with a confidence He didn’t entirely feel.
“He had better.”
God huffed. It wasn’t as though He hadn’t considered the repercussions.
Sometimes…. He just allowed his temper to get away with him.
Being omnipotent could at times be a shortcoming. It made him arrogant and overconfident and allowed him to be drawn into these little games.
The all powerful She regarded her other half wistfully. He could be such a child at times.
A dangerous, thoughtless child with the fate of the world resting in his hands.
In the bowels of hell Satan stood alone, his only company the huge ornate mirror that was the bane of his already thorny existence.
As he shuffled in front of the mirror his hooves made small scratching noises against the stone pillar upon which the glass was perched. In his black heart he felt pain bloom as he gazed at the reflection.
While any other mirror would have shown him the monster he had become, this mirror…. The mirror of evocation….. When he gazed into this mirror the face and body staring back at him was not the hideous shell that he knew to be his own. No, this mirror showed him as he had been before his fall.
Satan swore under his breath.
In the golden mirror a vision of heavenly beauty seemed to beckon to him. The large ivory wings of the creature framed a body of chiseled flawlessness. The face was so perfect that it could have brought the angels to tears. Violet eyes framed by long dark lashes stared back at him accusingly.
To be constantly and painfully reminded of all that he had lost…. It was torture so excruciating that even the devil himself could barely endure it.
With a long suffering sigh he stepped away from the blasted thing. If things went according to plan he would soon be rid of it.
He slumped back down onto his throne. Milo was his only hope now. If he could somehow manage to turn the angel to their side then he would win the bet and the mirror would afflict him no more. If Gabriel somehow corrupted his demon to the side of light then he would willingly relinquish that which God had so carelessly let go astray so long ago.
Either way he had little to lose and everything to gain.
His youngest son would, of course, be livid. Satan smirked as he imagined the tantrum that Reven would undoubtedly throw were the bet to be lost.
Infuriating the brat prince was always a bonus.
Next chapter: Being Human
God sat back on his throne and shook his metaphorical head with something akin to a smile on his lips.
A raving psychopath sitting back and enjoying a raucous laugh at the expense of all and sundry.
Well…. Truth be told, in the course of time and events He had been called much worse.
A low hum echoed throughout Heaven as the Almighty mused on the situation in which He had recently found himself. It had been eons since He had allowed himself to be goaded into a bet with his betrayer and yet here He sat; once again embroiled in a game in which He had no influence.
“You know very well that you never should have allowed this to happen.”
God closed his eyes and tried to ignore the voice of the female half of his being, but She was having none of it.
“First poor Job.” She shook her head sadly. “And now you’ve placed our Gabriel in harms way with your infernal bets.”
The male half of God sighed. She was right of course.
“I have every confidence in Gabriel.”
“You even surrendered control of the situation.” She was giving him no quarter. “I cant believe you would be so reckless and selfish.”
God groaned.
“If we lose Gabriel because of this……” She left the thought unfinished but He knew very well that if this went wrong He would be hearing about it for the rest of eternity.
She could be so fussy!
The thought alone was enough to make him want to flee. Not that fleeing would do him any good, of course. She was an everlasting part of him.
“Gabriel will make the right choice.” He said with a confidence He didn’t entirely feel.
“He had better.”
God huffed. It wasn’t as though He hadn’t considered the repercussions.
Sometimes…. He just allowed his temper to get away with him.
Being omnipotent could at times be a shortcoming. It made him arrogant and overconfident and allowed him to be drawn into these little games.
The all powerful She regarded her other half wistfully. He could be such a child at times.
A dangerous, thoughtless child with the fate of the world resting in his hands.
In the bowels of hell Satan stood alone, his only company the huge ornate mirror that was the bane of his already thorny existence.
As he shuffled in front of the mirror his hooves made small scratching noises against the stone pillar upon which the glass was perched. In his black heart he felt pain bloom as he gazed at the reflection.
While any other mirror would have shown him the monster he had become, this mirror…. The mirror of evocation….. When he gazed into this mirror the face and body staring back at him was not the hideous shell that he knew to be his own. No, this mirror showed him as he had been before his fall.
Satan swore under his breath.
In the golden mirror a vision of heavenly beauty seemed to beckon to him. The large ivory wings of the creature framed a body of chiseled flawlessness. The face was so perfect that it could have brought the angels to tears. Violet eyes framed by long dark lashes stared back at him accusingly.
To be constantly and painfully reminded of all that he had lost…. It was torture so excruciating that even the devil himself could barely endure it.
With a long suffering sigh he stepped away from the blasted thing. If things went according to plan he would soon be rid of it.
He slumped back down onto his throne. Milo was his only hope now. If he could somehow manage to turn the angel to their side then he would win the bet and the mirror would afflict him no more. If Gabriel somehow corrupted his demon to the side of light then he would willingly relinquish that which God had so carelessly let go astray so long ago.
Either way he had little to lose and everything to gain.
His youngest son would, of course, be livid. Satan smirked as he imagined the tantrum that Reven would undoubtedly throw were the bet to be lost.
Infuriating the brat prince was always a bonus.
Next chapter: Being Human