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Anon-A-Miss: The Archangel Father.

by PrinceOfDarkness

Chapter 18: Bad Blood.

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Bad Blood.

Michael sat alone within his quarters. Ever since his father had found out what he had done to Chloe Decker when his twin brother tried to become God, he'd had his gift of fear taken away and his wings made dormant. They could still be used but it would require a lot of power.

The archangel sighed, unfurling his wings. Multiple feathers laid crooked across the shaped bone of the wing. He still hadn't forgiven Lucifer for the rebellion he caused many millenia ago.

Just then, he thought of an idea. He would go after Zarachiel's nephilim brat, stalk her and eventually kidnap her.

This plan would be foolproof. Michael hoped his father hadn't heard his thoughts. A smirk grew across his face at his idea.

"Just you wait, Zarachiel. You're gonna get what you deserve." With that, he left the building and flew out of Heaven.


God sat silently at the table in Zarachiel's house. He focused His abilities to see what His other children were up to and smiled at the scenes He witnessed.

His smile suddenly shifted from pleasing to a frown as He heard Michael's newest plan. He wouldn't allow him to harm Zarachiel or Sunset.

He'd forgiven Zarachiel and Lucifer for the rebellion many millenia ago. At the time, He'd been scared of humans exorcising Free Will and it worried Him if His angels could use it.

He looked back on what He had thought at that time, displeased with how He saw things.

Without a peep, God teleported to where He knew Michael would be.


The twin archangel landed and furled his wings away. Now that he could cause more chaos, he could ruin Zarachiel's life and in turn Sunset's life as well.

He scoffed at the name. Sunset Shimmer. Michael grinned wickedly and prepared to track down Sunset, using her as bait for Zarachiel.

As he was about to put his plan in motion, he felt himself freeze, unable to move.

"Did you really think I'd trust you again, Michael? After what you did?" God asked cooly, furiously gazing towards His son.

"I wasn't going to do anything bad, father," Michael lied, "I only wanted to visit my niece." If only he could fool his father enough and trick him.

God heard Michael's thoughts and held His gaze at His son. Zarachiel and his family were to be left alone.

"I can hear your thoughts, Michael. It would be best to not lie to me." God said, fury laced in His tone. Michael's eyes widened in fear and shock. He needed to be careful if he wanted his plan to work and he wouldn't allow his father to ruin it.

God kept on reading the archangel's thoughts as His fury grew. Michael hadn't changed like He had hoped.

The omniscient father used His abilities to read Michael's mind to find out what he was planning. As He scanned the archangel's mind, He saw what the plan was and how he'd orchestrated it.

"HOW DARE YOU THINK YOU CAN FOOL ME! YOUR FATHER! YOU WILL NOT LAY A HAND ON YOUR BROTHER AND HIS DAUGHTER! IF I HEAR FROM ZARACHIEL OR ANY OF YOUR OTHER SIBLINGS THAT YOU HURT YOUR BROTHER AND SUNSET, I WILL TAKE AWAY YOUR WINGS AS WELL! PERMANENTLY! DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?" God boomed loudly as Michael nodded his head fearfully, flying back to his quarters in Heaven.

The omnipresent father sighed and teleported back to Zarachiel's house. He could be anywhere on Earth if He so chose to. He preferred where He was currently, along with Heaven.


God once again sat in his chair, sipping a cup of coffee he'd brewed. He would check up on Michael later to see if he was planning anything else. He didn't want Zarachiel or Sunset's lives ruined.

"Grandpa, you alright?" Sunset asked, walking into the kitchen as she made herself coffee. She'd preffered it to tea, anyway.

He smiled at his granddaughter. He knew she, Charlie, Rory and Charlotte were nephilim, He didn't mind. A long time ago he was worried about hybrids of angels and humans existing. Now, everything was fine. Both Charlie and Sunset were proof of it.

"I'm fine, Sunset. You don't need to worry. God's honest truth. Everything will be fine." God assured her, smiling softly as she smiled back.

"That's what you said about the dinosaurs." Zarachiel remarked, earning a giggle from Sunset and a small smirk from God.

Sunset couldn't help but smile at the scene. This was her family. Sure, it was broken, but they were healing. But it was good.

Yeah, very good.

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