Toys of the Gods

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Once there was an angel, with wings faintly tainted black,
she was elegance beyond compare, but the shine in her halo had lacked.

Yet the gods did not mind that their warrior was impure.
For better a job she did then all that had come before.

"Look at how she kills." They boasted. "Our angel with grey wings.
Look at the devils she's cast out, and hear the mortals of earth, listen to them sing."

“Our praises,” They gloated. “They lift their symphony in prayer,elated that we watch them, jubilant that we care.”

 

Not once did Their bloodlust waver, In the eons that followed.

And so the angel swept like death, through ever nook and hollow.

So the gods continued to call her forth at will,
and all of Hells darkest demons, fell before her skill.

But the gods are fickle creatures and small game is never their prize.
One night they called their angel in, and with a twinkle in their eyes…

Said this.

"Flawlessly you have followed our commands through the eons that have passed,
now another lays before you an undeniable task."

"You shall go to hell, indeed this very night.
There you shall defeat a monster forever shunned of heavens light."

"The devil called us forth you see, to match his sword against our own.
So his darkest angel you shall face and you shall do it so, alone."

The angel listened helplessly to the orders that they gave,

Their demand to send yet another soul, far beyond the grave.  

You see she had be thinking about the blood that stained her hands,
it didn't matter to the Gods whose blood it was; demon or mortal mans.

All they sought was power.

 

All her life she gave, allowed her sword fall as They willed,

and then stood by them as they prayed.

But the Gods give no sanctuary, to the legions they command.

It is obey or be cast out, that is how Heaven stands.

 

What could she say but yes?

It was only one more demon, one more kill,
just one more terrible monster, to fall victim to her skill.

Or so they thought...

Wide grey eyes slowly lifted, to look upon the gods she had always served
and with sunset lips she smiled, dark hair fell as she bowed.
And the lie they didn't realize, for she gave it as a vow.

“My gods...” She spoke, in a voice like summer rain
“I will do as you bid, for Heaven has much to gain.

 

My skill has never faulted, my blade forever has  fallen true
and every kill that I’ve made I have made for you..

So one more demon black as winter’s night is of little consequence,
We shall fight and one shall fall to bask heaven in it's fading light."

The Gods, They smiled, and took her words to heart.
They sent her forth from heaven, and that's how the ending starts.

It was on Hells battleground that Heavens greatest angel would meet defeat.
They would fight, and she would fall, that's the secret she keeps.

So she stood there, blazing radiant light,
then darkness fell, and the ground did swell,

releasing the creature that walked with the night.

Fangs and claws, scales and wings,

twisted features a monster created from all dark things

A scythe made of black, a soul he would lack.
This is what she expected to find.

He had the wings of an angel, black faintly tainted white,
within his eyes shone all the brilliance of the night.
Something the angel had seen, but never known…

In that instant her sword tip dropped, she knew defeat had been found:
For she could not bring her sword to touch, the darkest angel that wordlessly stood his ground.

He came forward and she didn't move, for where in existence could she go?
She had meant to put up a fight, not give in willingly so.

But on he came, and with pale white skin reached out,
and with one touch he captured her heart.
she realized death would be the only escape
the only way they could ever part.

The Gods fell into a fury, this could not be so!
Their greatest angel beaten, and without a single blow?!

But the darkest angel simply wrapped her in his wings,
and pressed her to his heart.

He gently whispered soft words into her ear,
and heaven tore itself apart.