Zarachiel and Sunset were in the garden in their home on Earth.

The Archangel of Life was showing Sunset how to fight when he sensed the aura of two of his brothers.

Michael and Azazel.

Michael had planted the idea for Lucifer's rebellion in his head to try and get rid of him. Azazel had helped by giving Michael weapons and ways to trick more of their now dead brothers. They'd been slain by Azrael's Blade. The dagger would destroy their aura, or as it was known, their light. The blade would cause the aura to evaporate, killing an angel or human entirely. It would destroy the soul in the process.

Sadly, Uriel had been on the receiving end of it. He'd threatened the lives of their mother, as well as Lucifer's girlfriend, Chloe Decker.

Lucifer never wanted to have to kill Uriel. He hated doing it. After Zarachiel had found out what had been done, he used his wings to send a prayer to Lucifer to comfort him.

Uriel was at fault, he'd disobeyed all summons to return home to Heaven.

"I'm surprised dad let you keep your daughter. She was a mistake. You were never meant to find love. You fell, just like Lucifer. You refused to obey dad, and for that you were cast out." Michael sneered, grinning madly at his younger brother.

Azazel joined in with the archangel, grinning madly at Zarachiel. He'd never liked Lucifer or Zarachiel. All they did was disobey their father because they wanted Free Will.

"You disobeyed dad, refused to obey him and be a good little angel." Azazel taunted, hoping to anger his brother. He knew that he would get away with it. Their mother would always let them get away with everything.

"Lay one hand on my daughter and I will end you." Zarachiel warned. He sent a text to Castiel and the rest of their siblings. He was aware that his father would be watching from Heaven.

Azazel struck Zarachiel across the jaw, causing him to stumble backwards. The Archangel of Life shook it off and kicked him, knocking him to the floor.

Michael got up and prepared to punch Zarachiel, making it halfway before being stopped by Castiel. The black-haired seraph tightly gripped Michael's fist, giving Zarachiel a chance to strike back.

Without saying a word, the Archangel of Life nodded to Castiel, punching Michael in the chest, sending him falling to the ground. Azazel helped him up, brushing the dirt off his clothes as each brother prepared to fight.

Luckily for Zarachiel, they had reinforcements.

Amenadiel, Lucifer, Zadkiel, Gabriel and Raphael.

The black-skinned angel steeled his nerves as he prepared to fight Michael whilst Lucifer took on Azazel.

Raphael and the other two served as extra help if anything went wrong.

Azazel, Michael, why are you doing this?!" Amenadiel yelled angrily at the two, hoping to make them understand just what they are doing.

"Amenadiel, don't you get it? Zarachiel and Samael deserve it for what they did." Michael sneered, hoping to anger their older brother. If he got Amenadiel angry enough, he could get father down from Heaven and pin all the blame on them.

"How did you even get out?" Zarachiel asked. Last he knew, Dad had punished him by keeping him locked in his rooms in Heaven.

"I snuck out. Simple as that." Michael said, pulling out Azrael's Blade of Death. He'd stolen it from her when she went to speak with their father

"Aren't you meant to be locked up in the silver city? I can imagine how pissed off dear old dad would be when he finds out you left." Lucifer asked, grinning darkly. He knew that Michael would be in a load of trouble once their father found out what he was doing.

Michael just chuckled, "Oh, Samael, you know that dad wouldn't do anything to me or Azazel for doing this. We're merely sending you back where you belong. In Hell."

Zarachiel was about to say something when Sunset walked over to him. As soon as he sensed that his brothers were on Earth, he advised Sunset to remain in their home.

"Dad? Everything alright?" Sunset asked, concerned for her dad. She saw the looks she was getting from the two men her father and uncles were facing.

"There she is, the half-breed. As soon as I'm done with your father, you'll be next." Michael said, laughing madly. He would ruin Zarachiel's life in order to punish him some more for disobeying their father.

"I'm not afraid of you." Sunset retorted, noticing her father stared at her with love and pride in his expression. He pulled her into his arms as she hugged him.

The two broke apart as Sunset stood next to her father. She wasn't scared of the two men in front of her.

"Sunset, get out of here. Please." Amenadiel pleaded, not wanting his niece to be injured by Azazel or Michael. She was part of their family, regardless of who her mother was.

"Seeing you interacting with the half-breed is making me want to puke" Michael sneered, imitating the action of throwing up.

"Nothing you say can hurt us, Michael. Give up. You've lost." Amenadiel said, commanding his brother to back down.

Suddenly, Michael grabbed Azrael's Blade and aimed it towards Sunset, intending to kill her. He was stopped when she grabbed his fist and held it, using her other hand to remove the blade out of it. She then kicked him in the chest, her attack being far stronger than her dad's.

Michael landed harshly on the ground, gulping for air as he struggled to get up. How was it that a nephilim defeated him in battle?

The bacon-haired girl handed the blade to Raphael, who flew back to Heaven and gave it to Azrael.

Zarachiel felt proud of Sunset. She was fearless in the face of danger. She'd improvised her self-defence lessons that he and Amenadiel had taught her.

Castiel walked in front of Sunset and threw a left hook at Azazel, stunning him. This gave Lucifer an opportunity to strike him. The dark-haired archangel roundhoused Azazel as Amenadiel took his legs out from underneath him.

"Impressive, you managed to get me down." Azazel cackled, laughing at the others to their dismay.

To Sunset, that was enough. She walked over and kicked the angel in the chin with her knee, disorientating him.

The fallen angel looked up at his brothers, pulling himself up from the ground as they all prepared to fight against him. As they started to walk towards Azazel, a burst of light stopped them.

"Not so fast, Azazel." God said, halting the fight. He'd seen what they all had done to Michael and Azazel. He wouldn't punish them, or Sunset, for that matter. Azazel and Michael triggered the fight, the others went along with it.

"Grandpa, I can explain!" Sunset said nervously, placing her hands in front of her chest placatingly. God watched her try to stay calm as she thought of an explanation.

"I know. You're not in any trouble, granddaughter. They provoked you and tried to go after you out of petty revenge. All you did was defend yourself. The same could be said for your father. After all, he let Michael have the first punch, which means your father did nothing but defend himself." God said, soothing His nervous grandchild.

He was impressed with the way Sunset fought. It seemed that the lessons taught to her by Amenadiel and Lucifer had paid off.

"Michael stole Azrael's Blade." Sunset said, informing her grandfather of what had been done. He merely smiled at her, letting her know it would be alright.

"Not to worry, he and Azazel will be punished accordingly. They will be banned from leaving Heaven for as long as Lucifer ruled Hell." God replied, placing a comforting hand on His granddaughter's shoulder.

The other angels aside from Castiel and Raphael, flew back to Heaven. God also went back to punish Michael and Azazel. Both would learn not to anger their father or harm their niece again.

Castiel and Raphael chose to stay to protect Sunset. They'd become worried that Sunset would be a target from angels who still shunned Lucifer and Zarachiel.

Zarachiel walked over to Sunset as he looked her over. He hoped that Michael hadn't hurt her.

"Sunset, my little fledgling, are you alright? Did he hurt you?" Zarachiel asked worriedly, making sure his child was fine. He didn't know if Michael or Azazel harmed her without her even knowing about it.

"I'm fine daddy, I'm not hurt." Sunset said, hugging her father softly as he hugged her back. Raphael dawwed at the sight, recieving a glare from Zarachiel in return.

The group of four went inside their home as they spent the rest of the day together.

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