Chapter Four

Gabe

    My entire body had gone numb. The only thing that I could feel was the cold floor against my cheek as I lie on the ground. The pain had been unbearable, so I almost immediately lost consciousness.

I could still hear my Father's words echoing in my head.    

"You're lucky I didn't do anything else, Gabriel."

I knew he was a monster. What I didn't know was that he would hurt his own son like that. I was the one who made the one and only Jesus. Without me, nobody would have been able to tell Mary's selfish ass that she was going to bear a child.

He never appreciated me. I did everything to him, and I get this in return. I am no longer going to follow every single God-damned instruction that he calls out. There will be no more. I will follow no more. I am no longer going to say that he was my first love. I am no longer going to say that he is the creator of good. He was not. He was my first hate. He was the creator of all that is evil. The only reason he destroyed the evil little things was because they were giving everything an ugly shade of red.

"I am through! I will no longer follow you!" I shouted to my Father.

"You will not talk to me that way! I am your God! You will show me love and you will show me affection. If it weren't for me, you would no longer have those wretched wings anymore," his voice echoed around the room, and I was sure that the walls would crack.

"You are no God. You are not my Father. You may be the reason I am standing before you right now, but you are not my ruler. I shall not follow any more rules that you have set into place. I will follow no one's rules. I will not bear my blackened wings with shame. No, I shall bear them with pride. Pride that I managed to escape the grips of this evil."

After I finished my speech, I looked him in the eye and unfurled my storm gray wings. I was not going to let him treat me like I had done nothing for him. I was once one of his lead warriors. Now, I shall be one of his worst enemies.