Title: The Walls Shattered
Author:
bagheera_101Rating: PG-13
Character/Pairings: Gabriel
Word Count: 422
Warnings/Spoilers: S5 for sure
Prompt: 3: Risk
Summary: Sam and Dean Winchester: shattering archangels' invincibility complexes with a smile.
A/N: Sims 3 + Supernatural = still win, just FYI. I don't normally write in this tense, but whatever. I'll go with it. [Edit 11/15: Wow, I totally passed out before even finishing the formatting. XD]
There's a reason most archangels are dicks. It's hard to be modest or humble when you know there's pretty much no chance you're ever going to get hurt, let alone killed.
Sure, there are family fights and the occasional discontent angel, but for the most part, the lower angels are created to serve and the upper ones (like you) to follow God's word. Most disagreements happen when the head of the household is gone for the weekend -- or eternity.
There's always the option of just... avoiding the conflicts altogether. That's what you opt for. It's a lot easier to deal with issues when you just don't think about them. Beautiful women and delicious chocolates and a few of the cooler gods, and what more do you need?
The problem is that nobody really tells you that you're a hypocrite. Nobody wants to take that risk because -- unlike you -- they can be killed really easily by a trick gone awry (or right), a snap of your fingers, or even just a displeased look.
Unless the individuals in question are Sam and Dean Winchester. Because they've never had the survival instincts drilled into most humans, and they tend to laugh at danger in the face, then imply its mother was a donkey and blow raspberries.
When you're cornered by two little humans on whose shoulders the fate of the world rests, and you try to teach them a lesson, you might just walk away being the one a little better-educated on the meaning of family and bravery in the end.
And maybe, just maybe, you're going to stand up for the only beings to really say what they think in your face, archangel or no, when push comes to shove. You feel like a coward in comparison to them, when you realize all they've gone through to resist the powers that send most humans to their knees and screaming "yes" in seconds.
When you face your brother, you start to feel like maybe this is the most worthwhile thing you've done since you were created, and you can't even remember how long ago that was. Even when your older brother twists your own blade in your chest, your heart breaks a little at this betrayal by one of the brothers you loved most, but you can't regret what you did.
In the end, it's better to have taken a risk and fallen to save humanity than to have never taken that risk at all and watched the earth burn to dust.