Anon-A-Miss: The Archangel Father.
Chapter 2: Skyfall.
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Zarachiel woke up and preened his lower primary feathers. They had been itching him terribly the previous night before.
He furled his wings as the weight on his back disappeared. Satisfied, he went into Sunset's room to check on his little angel.
Sunset was still asleep, her covert and primary feathers unkempt. Zarachiel decided against preening them for now. He would let his baby girl sleep in a little longer.
He looked out the window and stared at the bright blue sky. He smiled at the sight. His father had done a good job ever since God himself had created Earth. However, unlike what many believed, God never created the stars. They had been created by his older brother Lucifer, The Lightbringer. His other brother Michael had created the nights which in themselves were beautiful.
Zarachiel put on some fresh clothes and sat on the couch. He turned on the TV and kept changing channels until he found the news. A murder had taken place.
"Heh, Lucifer, Chloe and Ella would've been a massive help here" Zarachiel thought to himself. He went to get up and check on Sunset, only to hear her footsteps and see her sit down beside him as she leaned into him.
Even though he had just met her, he loved her deeply. She was his child. Sure, she was a nephilim, but she wasn't harmful nor was she dangerous in any sense of the word. Due to being the child of an archangel, one of the strongest and most powerful angel ranks, she would've inherited wings, immortality and invincibility.
"Morning, Dad." Sunset yawned, stretching her arms as she rubbed her eyes.
"Morning kiddo, you alright?" He asked, gently squeezing her shoulder as she clenched her eyes shut and sobbed. Something was definitely upsetting her.
"What's wrong, Sunset?" Zarachiel asked, concern in his voice. Whatever or whoever had hurt his daughter would pay for their actions.
"It's better if I tell you everything from the start." Sunset said. She explained to her father about Anon-A-Miss and what they had done to the students and the school. Zarachiel was furious. Whoever was behind the account was going to pay. No one hurt his daughter-a nephilim nonetheless.
He clenched his fists tightly as his eyes glowed a deep gold, His wings were raised above his back in anger. The two celestial limbs were white that had diagonal golden stripes running through the rows of different feathers across the wings.
Sunset looked at his wings in awe, wondering if she'd inherited wings as big as her father's. She gazed to her watch on her left arm as she read the time.
"Crap, I'm gonna be late!" Sunset groaned, walking to the door as she grabbed her bag full of school supplies.
Without thinking, Zarachiel scooped Sunset into his arms and unfurled his wings. He opened the door to their balcony and quickly took off, flying over mach speed with slow flaps of his wings as they landed outside of CHS.
He furled his wings into himself as Sunset left his arms and ran towards the school.
Zarachiel flew off back to their apartment and grabbed his phone, opening the MyStable app. He came across a blog from the Anon-A-Miss account, showing a picture of Lyra and Bon-Bon kissing.
He made an account on the app and sent a direct message to the Anon-A-Miss page. A small but firm warning from him.
"I know not who you are, but I know your intentions. You wish to hurt Sunset Shimmer, not only to drive away her friends but to turn the entire school against her by pinning your actions on her. Stay away from Sunset Shimmer. If I find out you have made another post, I will find you and I will deliver justice. Know now that you have been judged by one of God's Archangels. Sincerely: Zarachiel."
He sent the message to the page and waited for a reply from the account. They would eventually learn just how angry a fatherly archangel truly was. No one messes with God's angels or humans they cared about.
Eventually, Anon-A-Miss responded half an hour later.
"We're not scared of you! You're just some delusional religious believer! You can't do anything to us!"
Zarachiel only laughed at the statement. Oh, how foolish the human behind this account was. As an angel, he'd seen a lot of things in his long, immortal life. He'd seen Job take pain and lose everything he ever had caused by Azazel. He'd seen Moses himself up in Heaven alongside Adam and Eve. He's seen the Egyptians hunting the Israelites as they fled slavery. He'd seen his brother Jésús suffer by Humanity as he was crucified. How he wanted to smite those Romans himself. That was then. This was now.
Anon-A-Miss would learn to never cross an angel's path. Especially that of an Archangel.
Later on, Sunset returned home to their apartment with bruises, a few cuts and a black eye. Sunset wept into her father as he healed her completely.
He would keep her safe and sound. He was going to have a talk with the principal there. Anon-A-Miss needed to be brought down for good.
Oh, how they would learn not to mess with the grandchild of God himself. He could feel the adrenaline flowing through him as he smirked. Like his 'Crime-Solving Devil' brother Lucifer, he loved to punish the evil and protect the innocent.
The chase had just begun. This was going to be fun.
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