The Devil Married An Angel (Chapter 5)

Gabriel reached his mansion and ran inside. He called out for his parents, hoping to hear their voices. He hoped that they were safe, that they were not hurt, that they were not in danger.

But he heard nothing.

He searched every room, every corner, every closet. He found no one.

He felt a pang of fear and worry. He wondered where his parents were, what had happened to them, who had taken them.

He checked his phone and saw a missed call from his mother. He played the voicemail and heard her voice.

"Gabriel, my son, I love you so much. I'm sorry for what I have to do. I'm sorry for what I have to say. Your father and I have been captured by the angels. They know about you, they know about us. They want to kill you, they want to kill us. They have a weapon that can destroy you, a weapon that can destroy us. It's a sword made of pure light, a sword that can cut through anything. It's the sword of Michael, the archangel of war. He's coming for you, Gabriel. He's coming for you with his army of angels. You have to run, Gabriel. You have to hide. You have to survive. Don't worry about us, Gabriel. We'll be fine. We'll find a way to escape, we'll find a way to save you. We'll always love you, Gabriel. We'll always be with you."

The voicemail ended with a click.

Gabriel felt tears in his eyes and anger in his chest. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

He couldn't believe it.

His parents had been captured by the angels.

His parents had been betrayed by their own kind.

His parents had been sacrificed for his sake.

He couldn't accept it.

He couldn't run away.

He couldn't hide.

He couldn't survive.

He had to fight.

He had to save them.

He had to kill Michael.

He grabbed his sword and flew out of the mansion. He followed the trail of light that led him to the battlefield. He saw the sky filled with wings and swords, fire and blood. He saw his father and mother chained to a cross, surrounded by enemies. He saw Michael holding his sword of light, ready to strike them down.

He screamed and charged at him, cutting through the angels that stood in his way.

Michael saw him and smiled wickedly.

"Ah, there you are, Gabriel. The abomination, the anomaly, the antichrist. The son of Lucifer and Angela, the devil and the angel. The key to everything."

He raised his sword and pointed it at Gabriel.

"The key that I will break."

He swung his sword at Gabriel, who blocked it with his own.

The two swords clashed with a loud bang, creating a shockwave that shook the earth.

The final battle began.

Gabriel fought with all his might, using his power and skill. He matched Michael's every move, every strike, every thrust. He was determined to save his parents, to kill Michael, to end the war.

Michael fought with all his hate, using his weapon and army. He tried to overpower Gabriel, to wound him, to kill him. He was determined to destroy him, to destroy his parents, to destroy their love.

They fought for what seemed like an eternity, neither one giving up or giving in.

They fought until they reached a stalemate, until they were both exhausted and wounded.

They fought until they heard a voice say:

"Stop."

They looked up and saw Lucifer standing on the cross, free from his chains. He had used his power to break them while they were distracted by their fight. He had also freed Angela from hers, and she was standing next to him.

They looked at their son with love and pride.

They looked at Michael with pity and contempt.

They looked at each other with understanding and acceptance.

They knew what they had to do.

They knew what they had to say.

They spoke in unison:

"Gabriel, we love you."

They jumped off the cross and flew towards Michael and Gabriel.

They pushed Gabriel away from Michael and took his place in front of him.

They crossed their swords and blocked Michael's sword from reaching Gabriel.

They sacrificed themselves for their son.