Within the events that have occurred since before the beginning of earth, was one of the most tragic events that occurred beyond the records of the Bible itself.
And that event was...
"My brothers we shall wage a war against those who have refused to accept my rights to HIS throne and overthrow them and HIM!"
Lucifer's rebellion against HIM.
"Now my brothers, thou shall spread their wings and commence to claim what is rightfully mine," Lucifer said as all the angels who had joined him in rebellion spread their wings apart and flapped them vividly as they slowly rose to the air.
"Yes, my brothers, now unsheathe thy swords!"
He commanded as they all drew their swords from their sheaths and rose them into the air.
"GOOD! NOW MY BROTHERS, CHARGE!"
He commanded as they flew towards the gate of heaven, but of course their charge wasn't to be an unattended because at the gates of heaven stood around a thousand soldiers in armor that glistened in bright golden light as 500 of them held spear that 3 meters long with their bodies having beautiful patterns of gold and white curved into them and the spear heads were also designed in the same way.
The other 500 held swords whose blades shone a bright yellow light as they unsheathed them, and all held offensive stances in preparation for the upcoming horde of traitors.
The one who lead them was the archangel Michael himself.
He was float in the air his armor no different yet simpler from the others glistened the brightest under the sun's light as his stare bluntly at the upcoming horde of traitors.
His eyes as white the very clouds themselves and his irises glowed a golden yellow light as his right palm rested on his swords grip area which rested in it's sheathe that rested on the left side of his waist.
(Brother is something bothering you?)
A male gentle voice rung in his mind snapping him out of what seemed to be a trans-state.
(Ahhhh yes, Gabriel, yes something is bothering me... very, very much.)
He responded.
For a moment, silence enveloped the atmosphere as a new and unwanted feeling crept into Michael's body.
"Servants of the Lord! Raise your weapons in honor!"
SHHHHING!
Michael commanded as he unsheathed his sword which lit up in golden flames.
But that wasn't the only unique thing about his sword, no, it's blade was engraved in the finest curving and at the middle was a cross that looked like no other it had simple yet distinctive design.
He then pushed his arm in the forward direction of the incoming horde whose images became clearer and clearer in the clouds as they drew nearer to the gate of heaven.
(Their here brother no.... he's here.)
(.....)
Michael didn't respond he only waited as he maintained the position he was in right now as his eyes remained fixed at the shadows of the horde that neared.
....
Woooooosh!
A gust of wind blew by it was loud, cold and disturbing.
The shadows of the incoming horde suddenly paused, it was seen that they remained a float midair, still, silent and unwavering.
"Tsk, what are they staying still around for?"
A fellow angel warrior murmured to his comrade.
Who responded, "I don't really? Could be that the realization has struck them, and that they're ready to accept their punishment?"
"Yes, that might be the case, or it could be a surprise attack."
"Yes, brother you might be right so let's keep our guards u-"
SHHHHING!
WHOOOSH!
STUUUUMP!
PUT!
"Brother!"
"Hmph, servants of the Lord, ATTTTACK!"
Michael commanded with a courageous ominous commanding tone to his voice.
"AAAAAAH!"
The rest of the soldiers roared in unison as they flew in two directions.
The first half into the clouds where they met those of the traitors who were spearmen and the other half into the group filled with swordsman.
"AAAAAAH!"
"For the glory of the Lord!"
One courageous one shouted.
"For the sake of the rightful king!"
A traitor roared as each of the opposing forces flew towards the other at monstrous speeds.
TING! TING! TING! TING! TING!
SWOOSH!
SLING! SHLICK!
PSSSSHT!
The sounds of blades clinging, monstrous cuts, gushing blood explosive power burst through the air as mere blurry images from fallen warriors to warriors still clashing rejuvenated in the air.
Meanwhile at the meeting ground of the traitors.
Step!
Step!
Step!
A tall masculine figure emerges from a cluster of white clouds. He had long blonde hair, a long face and chiseled chin, his eyes glowed a crimson hue, he wore an armor that looked more deadening to wear than keep.
It bore unravaged and mystic designs to it, the shoulder plates thin and sharp and so was every part of the armor that had a space for allowed joint movement, its chest plate bore six hideous eyes, three on the left and three on the right with eyes having a mix of black and dark grey misty colors on it and the irises rotated their color a bloody crimson that flowed like a moving cloud.
His arms looked bore gauntlets that had similar features and so did his boots.
This figure walked towards another that was cited on a rock while it ate some fruit.
"You're resting at a time like this Brother Belphegor?"
He mused as Brother Belphegor who continued chewing the fruit he was eating swallowed it and responded, "Yes, I am and so....?"
"Do you not fear the consequences you might face for sitting still while this all happening and not to mention how angry Father is gonna be furious for you just casually enjoying yourself instead of defending HIS throne?"
"Yes... but... didn't you say that... every...thing was yours?"
Brother Bel exclaimed slowly which dampened Lucifer's moods as he noticed this he added on, " And like... you're the one making the claims... shouldn't you be the one to deal with it I mean.... you have even more urgent matters to deal with."
He said whilst getting another fruit to begin eating.
"Huh? What do you-"
"LUCIFERRRR!"
An ominously stern and furious voice shouted out as we then see a blurry figure moving through the clouds with a heavy wave of energy that cleared the clouds before it.
It effortless flew through the sky and soon it paused.
Right in front of the two and as the clouds cleared a shining golden image of a masculine figure that bore sixteen mist like wings at its back.
It was...
"Michael, my... idiot of a brother... how have you been during this time, hm?", he said still sited on the rock as he slowly lifted his left arm from the below.
SWWWWWWAAAAAAA!
TINT, TINT, TINT, TINT, TINT!
SHIIIIIING!
A blade made of black and dark grey material materialized as his hand rose into the air.
The sword was uniquely crafted as we see that its entire center is hollowed and filled with strings that were blood red in color and an eye similar to the one on his armor was the guard of the sword.
As he added, "Have you finally seen the light and decided come to join me?"
"Only a foolish one would dare to make such decisions no Lucifer, my twin brother, I am here to convey HIS judgements upon you."
Michael exclaimed as he pointed his sword at Lucifer.
He understood what this action meant and decided to stand as he vertically spun his sword in his hand and grabbed it by its grabbed effortlessly as he also pointed his sword at Michael as he frowned and said, "And what were HIS judgements?"
"HIS judgements were that...."
SHHIIIING!
SWOOSH, SWOOSH!
CLAAAANG!
He paused before dashing towards Lucifer at a blinding speed as he bitterly added, "That, you, be, banished from the heavens!"
SHHHHING!
BOOOM!
SWOOSH!
Michael concluded as he pushed Lucifer high into the sky.
For a moment, he stood still and then he turned his head towards Brother Bel who was casually eating a fruit and said, "You... you already your fate don't you?"
"Chew chew chew gulp! Yah... I do."
"So why then?"
"Crunch! Because... if he loses whose gonna watch over him when his down huh? I mean you know how he-"
"Stop it! You can change your fate to a light and be back with us!"
Michael exclaimed as tears weld up in his eyes.
"Then what about him?"
"His being banished for ETERNITY! There is no coming back!"
"Then I shall stay by his side until the day Father forgives him. And besides you that this isn't entirely his fault, don't you?"
Michael was stunned for a moment though he wanted to save him no, all his brethren he knew that the damage was already done and so he could, wipe away his tears before a faint smile lingered upon his face and said as he took a stance as if preparing to fly off, "Then I hope you realize your mistake later on."
He said as then flew into the sky where he found his brother waiting for him as gently brushed his fingers against the strings as he then opened his eyes and looked at Micheal and said, "What name your weapon?"
"The Lord's Sovereignty... and you brother?" Michael mused as clearly understood his brother's intentions.
"The Supreme Instrument." He said as he then took an offensive stance and so did Michael.
"Would you mind a playing a song for the Lord once more?"
"Hmhmhm... don't make me laugh brother, for the Lord stands right before you." Lucifer said his voice unwavering and unhinged with a cold and deadly serious which caused a negative reaction from Michael.
"Then by the decree of the Lord, I shall commence with Lucifer's banishment from heaven."
As soon as he finished his statement....
SWOOOSH!
CLAAANG!
The two brothers dashed towards each other at horrific speeds and began their clash.
As the scene shifts to area from which heaven's army had stood.
The other angel warrior barely got the chance to finish his statement before a spear coated in a misty aura curved in black and silver linings was shot straight into his chest.
"No no no no no!"
SHCLUCK!
SHK, SHK!
SHIIING!
"Terrick, Brother Terrick, please wake up sob."
"Ugh-ugh... Brother S-Samael do not fret... for the Lord... wheeez... for the Lord has a plan for us... a-all..."
Brother Terrick said as his voice dissipated in the air and the color drained from his eyes as he took his last breath.
"Brother Terrick... Brother Terrick?"
Brother Sam desperately called out as he then accepted the reality of the situation he was in he closed his eyelids shut rested him on the ground and stood, but...
SHHHNK!
A dark ominous enveloped his whole body his armor twisted so much as it reshaped itself that it consumed his whole being as we then see he held the very same staff that killed Brother Terrick as his hair and eye color morphed into a dark brown color and black eyes and red irises.
He then sprouted his long smoky black and bulky looking wings.
He then looked into the sky and the images of two rapidly fast figures reflected in their darkness.
It was Lucifer and Michael who were amidst a horrific and deadly battle, but the sole figure he focused on was...
"LUUUUCCCIFFFER!"
He roared as he sprung into air his fury blinding his pathway as he slaughtered anything in his path whether it was an enemy angel or the ones that he once stood beside.