Part I: Crowley's Fall from Heaven
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Mar. 15th, 2007 | 11:20 pm
posted by: bergann in deomonic
Craellus had, perhaps, been spending too much time with Lucifer and his crowd. It wasn't, really, that he wanted to disobey God. More that he was rather curious to see where it would all end up. He knew that tensions were rising in Heaven. And so close to the finish of God's big Earth project too! But curiosity kept Craellus following Lucifer. Except currently, he was more interested in the dinosaur bones. Those would certainly keep any mildly intelligent entity laughing for ages.
Worrying came surprisingly easy to angels when they aren't expecting something. Aziraphale had not been expecting this at all, and this wasn't the first time he has found himself glancing at Craellus with a frown of worry. Only someone blind would miss the direction he was heading, and Aziraphale supposed this would mean that most angels around Heaven were blind.
Craellus looked up, feeling someone watching him. He saw Aziraphale and flew over, grinning. "Hey, Aziraphale. You seen the dinosaur bones? Humans are going to have a good time with that one."
"Craellus," Aziraphale said, wiping his face blank of the expression that had been there only moments before. He glanced at the dinosaurs bones, he had seen them every now and then, but he had never paid that attention to them. "They're certainly something else," he agreed carefully, "hopefully they'll last."
"They're rock, you know. Or a sort of rock. They should last. I think," Craellus shrugged. "Are you ok? You seem sort of...I don't know."
"You've seen how the ground shakes and some of those waves can crush stronger things than rocks," Aziraphale said, looking up at Craellus. "And I'm fine, my dear. Waiting for the big start, like the rest of us, I suppose."
"Oh...yes." Craellus became more serious. "That'll be...exciting, huh?" He watched Aziraphale. Did he know about the revolution? Was he in on it?
"Oh, I expect so." Aziraphale said; glad to be off the subject of feelings and on something that at least resembles solid ground. "It's what everyone has been waiting for, isn't it?" He shifted again; he'd miss Craellus when the time came. Angels couldn't walk around like this when things were really set into motion.
Craellus nodded. "Mmhmm. Lucifer has been telling us about some of the things that'll happen." He bit his lip, almost unconsciously.
Aziraphale stiffened lightly, though he forced himself to regain his composure within seconds. "Really? What're they saying?" Aziraphale asked. He had heard odd pieces of conversation about it here and there, though never stopped long enough to get really involved in them. He already knew his role in the beginning of it, the rest he tried not to think about too much, though he found that he couldn't do anything but think about it now.
"Oh, well, you know. This and that," Craellus said vaguely. "Really, anything could happen."
“Mhmm,” Aziraphale agreed, “There are certainly enough opportunities for anything to happen, once it all gets started.”
Craellus hesitated. "Aziraphale, have you heard about what these humans are getting?" he asked.
Aziraphale looked confused, "Getting?" he asked, he scratched his neck for reasons he weren't quite sure of. "You mean the cattle and the fowl and the fish and the Garden?" There were a lot of things God seemed to have planned for the humans, most of them secret, Aziraphale suspected.
"Well, Lucifer says they're getting Free Will." Craellus frowned. "It seems, well, I'm not sure."
"Oh," Aziraphale answered, and considered it for a moment. "Well, it seems reasonable, in a way. I suppose everyone should have a right to choose, in the end." He looked at Craellus, wondering where exactly he was taking this.
"Yes, everyone certainly should," he said. "I mean, when it comes down to it. Anyone who can think should be allowed to Choose, right?"
Aziraphale nodded. "Oh yes. Having a creature think without being able to have Free Will seems wrong, doesn't it?"
"Yeah, exactly." Craellus watched him closely. "Or, you know, anyone."
Aziraphale couldn't help but feeling more confused now than ever. Where was Craellus going with this? "Yes," he agreed cautiously, finding that the best answer to confusion was usually taking one cautious step at a time. The fact that Craellus was looking at him like that was another reason for his confusion, he wasn't used to being inspected unless it was a meeting with Gabriel, where it was necessary.
"What about..." Craellus looked around. "Us? Angels?"
Aziraphale looked at him blankly, something at the back of his head going clink as pieces rearranged themselves into their rightful places. A small, sad look flickered across his face, gone after a mere second. "Us, as well." He said after a while, "though I suppose for us there are certain limits."
"Like what, the fact that we don't have..." Craellus looked up. "Wait, something's going on, near the Gates." In the distance, booming voices could be heard.
Aziraphale closed and opened his mouth for a second, before casting a glance at the Gates. "This doesn't bode well," he said softly, listening to the voices rise in volume. He glanced at Craellus before flying closer, angels already gathering at a respectful distance.
Craellus followed him. He could guess what this was about. He'd been expecting it for awhile.
"...You prefer these new...creatures to Your loyal servants!" Lucifer was shouting.
"There Are No Creatures That I Prefer Above Those Who Have Served Me Dutifully From The Beginning, Lucifer," God spoke calmly, though his voice still settled like bowling balls in the minds of the angels.
"Then why give them all these favors and leave us to protect them? If You prefer us, then why did You make them in Your image?" Lucifer asked. His voice sliding through the minds of the angels like oil.
"It Is Not Your Job To Question What I Have Done, Lucifer. Man Will Have Dominion Over This World, And It Is Your Duties As Angels To Protect Them From Harm." There was a heavy pause. "You've Been Questioning This From The Beginning, Has Your Pride Finally Stopped You From Seeing My Real Meaning?"
"You are a tyrant, Lord! A wicked, selfish leader! Why do we need all of these laws to know what love is? Why can we not decide for ourselves?"
Craellus frowned. Lucifer certainly had a point.
There seemed to be a rumble as Lucifer's words faded into silence, the angels gathered seemed too scared or fascinated to even dare move. "This Is Love. I Am Love. The Angels Gathered Here Are Love. If This Isn't What Love Is, What Do You Propose It Is?"
"Choice. Freedom. Things You have granted these humans but not us angels." Lucifer spoke clearly and loudly. He had obviously put a lot of thought into this.
"I've Granted All Of You To Live With Me, To Watch Over The Universe And To Feel The Love And Trust That Can Be Found Here. You Do Not Trust, And By Not Trusting Me, You Must Leave Heaven."
"I'm not the only one who feels this way, Lord." Lucifer looked around at the assembled angels. "Who is with me?" Scattered here and there angels started to rise into the air, until about a third were hovering above the crowd. Craellus looked around, not entirely sure whether or not he should join them.
God seemed to glance around, though no one could be sure. He was a Voice, a Light, and a Capital Letter. "All Who Fall Victim To His Temptation Must Leave Heaven And Never Return. I Will Not Allow Sin To Continue Living Where Love And Harmony Live."
Aziraphale glanced at the angels who had raised their hand in shock. Certainly what Lucifer was saying sounded interesting, but going against the Lord was something angels should hardly even think about. He kept his hands down, rubbing the inside of his palm nervously with his thumb as he glanced at the faces of those who seemed to have swallowed every word Lucifer had spoken.
"Leave Heaven?" Craellus whispered. But the Gates had crashed open and Angels were flying through. Without thinking about it, Craellus flew up to follow them.
Aziraphale felt a moment of shock when he saw Craellus among the angels leaving. "Craellus!" he shouted, feeling wrong-footed. He saw Craellus stop, and flew up, casting a worrying glance towards the Light, hoping He wouldn't misunderstand. "Surely you can't agree completely with what Lucifer is saying? Leaving Heaven for good in search of what, Free Will?"
"I...I don't know...I think...I don't think I have a choice." Craellus hesitated. "I would like to stay."
"Then why go?" Aziraphale asked while hovering in the air as less and less angels headed towards the Gates. The angels who had decided to follow Lucifer had almost all left.
"I have to." Craellus said, flying slowly towards the Gates. "We don't have Free Will, remember?"
Aziraphale considered adding something, asking Craellus what good being forced to go find Free Will would do. But instead, he landed on the ground and watched Craellus as he flew towards the open gates. It wasn't as though Aziraphale would be able to stay in Heaven, once God had given Man life. He had his Orders.