Gabriel's and Michael's nightmares come alive.

Jun 22, 2010 22:04


Time: 1st May, after midnight
Place: Gabriel's room
Status: Private (Gabriel, Michael) - Complete
Summary: Gabriel has a nightmare. He wakes to find that it is still happening. Michael tries to help, but has his own nightmare to deal with as well.

And it was the Archangel Jibrail who dictated the Koran to Muhammad. )

michael (free), /private, .dreamstone plot, .closed, gabriel (free)

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angelofawesome June 23 2010, 02:44:02 UTC
It's finally time. The Horsepersons have ridden forth, weapons have been sharpened, and the Host has met the Hordes of Hell in this, the Final Battle.

Of course Michael and Satan sought each other out, as was preordained. Ignoring their pasts, they focused on their futures as swords clashed and blood was spilt. Satan may have taunted him, but Michael refused to allow himself to be distracted. This was for everything, for everyone -

And then his sword was knocked from his hand -

~*~

"NO!"

Michael moved to sit up, to go to Gabriel - it was only a dream but something was wrong with him - only to find that there was a sword in his chest, impaling him to the bed.

"Uh oh," he said, trying to ignore the blood in his mouth.

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cattygabriel June 23 2010, 03:31:13 UTC
Lucifer was leaning against the door, watching as Gabriel methodically ripped out the feathers. They littered his bed and carpet now, gleaming like little blades, and his wings were nearly bare. Blood dripped onto Gabriel's pale hands, but he continued, until warm fingers suddenly wrapped around his wrist.

"That's quite enough, Gabriel," Lucifer purred, amused. "I wouldn't want you to pass out before you see what else I have in store for you. Don't you want to see what you've done to your dear Michael?"

Gabriel blinked up at him. "You have me, Lucifer," he said quietly. "Leave him alone."

Lucifer gripped Gabriel's hand tightly, hauling him up. "No." And Gabriel was too weak to protest or struggle, simply stumbling along as Lucifer dragged him out of his room.

Michel's door gave way easily to the Morningstar. Michael himself was impaled to the bed, soaked in blood, and Gabriel gasped, the pain at the absence of the Presence now ten times worse.

"Michael!"

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angelofawesome June 23 2010, 03:40:28 UTC
Michael could hear Gabriel's voice and hissed as he forced himself to sit up, sliding his body up the sword. "H'llo, Gab'l," he said before noticing who was standing next to him.

He reached up and grabbed the hilt of the sword, pulling it out of his chest. "Get 'way f'm him," he snarled weakly, trying to give Lucifer his best angry look.

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cattygabriel June 23 2010, 04:01:58 UTC
Gabriel tried to pull away from Lucifer, to run to Michael, but Lucifer had slipped an arm possessively around his bare waist. "I fail to see why I should listen to you, Michael."

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