The Kingdom of Hell
This story started out farther back than any human could comprehend by the fragile way that the brain was compiled. God in His infinite wisdom had seen fit to give mankind some restraints on what they could process. It was a good thing. It was because of this naiveté that the second oldest of the archangels could move in as he did.
The Garden of Eden had been left to one solo guardian angel. Standing behind a tree, the fallen archangel Lucifer found it easy to subvert the angel Gadreel with a simple beast itself. The serpent crawled over to him as he stood there leaning up against his leg. Lucifer, the angel of light held the creature stroking it’s head. “Such a magnificent creature you are. You will do what I have need of on this day.” He spoke in tones that were hypnotic and alluring drawing the creature into his control. Optics glowed a robust crimson as the archangel took control. Sitting the creature down again on it’s legs, he watched as the beast approached the woman. It had avoided the detection by the angel sentry just as Lucifer had planned. He watched as the serpent crawled up the Tree of Life itself and hung low. The beast’s orbs focused upon the woman as the voice of the second oldest archangel spoke.
It had been so easy to subvert the woman. She willingly listened to him and did the unthinkable. The woman brought her husband and enticed him to follow the lead of the serpent and partake of the forbidden fruit. Lucifer watched as his father’s newest creations proved him right. They were flawed and hopelessly wicked. He was right now to bow to them as his beloved brothers had done. He took great delight in seeing the scales fall from the eyes of the man and woman. Mankind, God’s newest children were nothing but a huge mistake. Self assured and arrogant, his pride was the first emotion that the archangel felt. He felt vindicated.
Lucifer stole away to hell once more hiding not from his Father, but from his brother Michael. It still pained him to have Michael say to him those vicious words that their father had insisted. Judgment fell upon Lucifer as a result of the interference of the archangel. The war in Heaven dispelled Lucifer from his home and the one angel that mattered the most to him; Michael. He would never forget the sting of his brother’s blade after he’d lead that rebellion against Heaven with one third of the angelic host. The great love he possessed for his father was wounded when God created man. The greater tragedy of his shattered heart was that of his brother’s complete and utter betrayal. Michael followed God blindly. He loved his father as much as Michael did, perhaps too much. He even accepted the mark in order to lock away the Darkness millennia before God even decided to make man. For his loyalty, what had God given him in return? He’d created those filthy apes who went traipsing around the glory of God’s creation. It was then that Lucifer realized where he stood. It was then that he sought solace in Michael’s arms. The brotherly bond became a deep and lasting love that neither had been permitted to admit existed all because God had his design.
The day inevitably came. He’d gathered the archangels and demanded they swear their loyalty to God’s newest creation. They were supposed to take care of and protect the new baby as mankind became sentient, intelligent and grew in the grace and knowledge of the Father. When Lucifer lashed out and refused to bow, that was when the bottom started to fall out. The plan to tempt these creatures was hatched. He’d controlled the serpent who acted as conduit to bring about the fall of Man. For the serpents part in this, God stripped the legs from the serpent and made it crawl upon the ground to eat the dust of the Earth. Lucifer was cast from heaven by Michael himself at the Father’s Bidding. Lucifer was more shattered by the loss of Michael than anything that God could have done to him. Michael in all his glory was beautiful. He was stalwart and brave who held the admiration of all the archangels and most of the younger angels. Lucifer knew that he had a special bond with Michael. They’d never turn on one another, until that horrible day.
The meteoric fall to the earth of the second oldest archangel was first. His followers would suffer his same fate. The tears in the eyes of his brother Michael would always haunt him. He was obedient to God in casting down the leader of the Rebellion even though it was the one that meant more to him than any other angel. The forces of gravity pulled on the archangel making every fibre of his being feel like he’d been ignited with the sting of Michael’s own sword. The physical pain of the fall surrounded him like a righteous flame that was meant to cleanse the instigator of the rebellion. The countless memories of the good times all came back to him from the years well before the apes were created. The laughs with Gabriel, the day he’d taught Raphael had to hold a sword, the battle staves in practice he’d used when sparring with his beloved Michael all were no consolation as he fell for what was ages. All the humans on the earth would speak of it in days to come.
12 How art thou fallen from heaven, O Lucifer, son of the morning! how art thou cut down to the ground, which didst weaken the nations!
Hell was his prison. He managed to evade his brother Michael for another millennia as he created the likes of Lilith, the princes of Hell and others in the hierarchy of hell. It wasn’t until he had approached the children of the man and woman did he finally get his comeuppance. Cain made a bargain with Lucifer and killed his brother all to ensure that the boy would wind up in heaven. FINALLY Lucifer had someone to pass on this damned mark to and have to be the greatest soldier in his own army. Cain created the Knights of Hell and became a feared demon. The whole escapade with Cain led Michael right to Lucifer’s location. The sound of the chains and the door being shut behind him in the Cage haunted Lucifer for centuries.
While he was locked away, Lucifer’s loyalists never forgot him. Even when he was bound in the cage, he still possessed the ability to speak to his most loyal. Azazel and Lilith were key to his plans. There would come a special child down in the line of Cain that would be the one to set him free. The boy with the demon blood and a darkness that was hatched in the vile depths of hell came. His name was Samuel William Winchester.
Just like Lucifer, Sam had a devoted older brother that remained loyal to an absent father. Sam idolized his brother and held him in the same regard as Lucifer had Michael eons before he had. It was destiny that would bring the Winchester brothers into direct sight of the heavenly host. Destiny would have Lucifer in his secondary vessel staring across the room at Sam Winchester as the magic word had been spoken. Sam Winchester, the boy with demon blood had set free the greatest fallen archangel in the history of time itself and now he housed that selfsame archangel. The power that ebbed and flowed through the boy that Azazel had searched the ages for and prepared was now standing with the Prince of Lies as two spirits in one house. The younger Winchester had tried for all he was worth to resist the second oldest archangel, but it had been a complete and utter failure. The last vestiges of the being of Sam Winchester fell into oblivion when he saw his brother standing there with Michael invited inside.
The Winchester Brothers were simply no more. The greatest champions of the human race were gone. The ones who stood against the evil and the diabolical nature of the monsters that cluttered the earth were gone. Together that day in Stull Cemetery, Michael and Lucifer walked off the board. The game was over or so it was with the original plan of the Apocalypse.
Clad in purest white, the reborn Lucifer in the form of Sam Winchester reclined upon the throne of hell. He waited for the court to appear before him. He knew that Michael was doing the same thing with the host of heaven. He was here now to bring Hell into the mix.
Lucifer stood with the full height of Sam Winchester with a cold cruel aspect to his voice. “There are those of you who may remember the days of Heaven before the Rebellion. There was a time when we existed side by side with our angelic brothers and sisters in the glory of heaven itself. Yet God cast me, or rather us from heaven all for the pure thought that mankind was not worthy to trod upon the earth and receive His glory as they did. You’ve seen them. Some of you have been a part of them before you became my precious children. Humans are flawed. They hate, they rape, they murder and they take no regard to anything or anyone around them. They pollute the glory of this most beautiful of all creations: The Earth itself. The time has come. It’s time to purge the earth of its human infestation. Demons and Angels will make war on the Earth to eliminate the human race from the glorious world above. Now before you ask, we have a common enemy. We must unite with the Angels to be truly free.”
One demon dared to speak out in the line. “But Lord Lucifer, what of the quotas on souls that new souls and replenishing new stock?” He stood there with a quivering voice staring at the new powerful host of the Dark Prince.
“What did you just say to me?” Lucifer faced the demon with an unquenchable rage in his eyes.
“New. Souls.” He peeped barely daring to speak again.
“The souls in hell will remain in hell for your amusement As time passes then they will become demons themselves.” Lucifer stood within a breath of the demon who insisted on speaking. “Don’t you realize that the coffers of hell will be overflowing when we destroy mankind?”
“But.” The words of the demon were cut short when Lucifer rose a hand to snap his fingers in an instant. The flying splatter of intestines and brain matter covered the entire court including Lucifer.
Lucifer simply began to glow restoring the beauty of his ivory suit once more. “Now, does anyone else care to defy me?” He waited to see what those assembled would further address with him on this particular subject. Lucifer and Michael had a flawless plan. Humanity would end and there would be a return to the glory of the Garden itself. Those who would turn against them would face utter annihilation. These brothers were far more deadly now that their archangels and the humans were one. True vessels meant ultimate power. Ultimate power meant utter decimation for those foolish enough to stand in their way. Michael and Lucifer were together again and nothing would stop them.
“"The greatest trick the Devil ever pulled was convincing the world he didn't exist." -- The Usual Suspects (1995).”