The Power of an Angel's Sacrifice
Michael looks down in shock at the scene, as Anna is being immolated by something that looks and seems just like him. Why-- why am I doing this? What could have possibly convinced me to go along with this?
"Father! Please, I know this isn't Your will. How could I have just let this happen? Am I allowing myself to be used by someone who isn't you? Please, don't let this happen!"
Zachariah steps back with a cold laugh. Michael rises, advancing on him. Zachariah backs away, hands raised-- and then, Michael is entrapped by a ring of Holy Fire. He sees the circles and lines in Enochian all around him.
"You see, Michael, I think you're mistaken. Father isn't in his Heaven, and nothing is right in the mud monkeys' world. Ergo, it falls to us to give it justice. But you'd never let that happen, would you?
Michael stamps his foot angrily, staring at Zachariah, his hands shaky.
"It isn't your place to judge humanity, little brother! Is it so true that you would entirely forget Father's grace, His mercy, forgiveness, not to mention his timing?"
"Father. Isn't. Here, Michael. And soon, you won't be here either."
With that, Zachariah snaps his fingers, causing the flames, the sigils, and the Archangel to vanish
On Earth, Baby Dean screams and wails as the sigils are burnt in a swirling pattern onto his midriff.
"Father! Please, I know this isn't Your will. How could I have just let this happen? Am I allowing myself to be used by someone who isn't you? Please, don't let this happen!"
Zachariah steps back with a cold laugh. Michael rises, advancing on him. Zachariah backs away, hands raised-- and then, Michael is entrapped by a ring of Holy Fire. He sees the circles and lines in Enochian all around him.
"You see, Michael, I think you're mistaken. Father isn't in his Heaven, and nothing is right in the mud monkeys' world. Ergo, it falls to us to give it justice. But you'd never let that happen, would you?
Michael stamps his foot angrily, staring at Zachariah, his hands shaky.
"It isn't your place to judge humanity, little brother! Is it so true that you would entirely forget Father's grace, His mercy, forgiveness, not to mention his timing?"
"Father. Isn't. Here, Michael. And soon, you won't be here either."
With that, Zachariah snaps his fingers, causing the flames, the sigils, and the Archangel to vanish
On Earth, Baby Dean screams and wails as the sigils are burnt in a swirling pattern onto his midriff.