Entry tags:

dawn summers, gabriel

WHO: Gabriel and OPEN!
WHAT: The archangel is a little depressed about his family going to war. Shh, don't tell anyone.
WHEN: Afternoon.
WHERE: Lawrence, Kansas.
RATING: PG-13 to start.

Thousands of years hiding away on this planet and not one person had ever known that Loki - the god of laughs, the lord of giggles, and the master of all deadly tricks and games - was far from the simple Trickster that he had been dubbed as over time. In fact, the creature that was Loki had existed long before death had been a funny way of giving people what they deserved. He had been there right at the beginning of time, existing not as a devious god, but as one of the most respected and powerful archangels to have ever lived. Of course, things sort of went downhill from there. Lucifer fell out with the family, his siblings all split in opposite directions, and Heaven no longer felt much like Heaven anymore. As such, the archangel Gabriel took the first opportunity out of Heaven that he could get his hands on and recreated himself, forever hiding away from the family of angels that would never again be the same. He had been able to hide for a long, long time. But now, with Lucifer clear out of his cage, Gabriel was beginning to lose it. Even a random house falling on a woman obsessed with ruby red shoes hadn't been enough to make him feel better that afternoon; he hadn't been able to take the slightest bit of amusement out of his accomplishment, instead trading off the emotion for a sense of pure...nothing. Gabriel felt empty inside at the sight of two feet sticking out of the side of the wrecked home and he knew, right then and there, that something was very wrong. He wasn't right on the inside. The world wasn't right either. Lucifer was out, the war was starting, and everything that he had ever loved was going to be ripped apart and destroyed because his idiot brothers couldn't talk things out and get along like normal people.

Killing people wasn't enough to entertain him. So Gabriel instead parked himself on a bench outside of a small shopping center, two hands planted on either side of his face as he stared at the sidewalk miserably. He was going to sit on the sidelines and watch his family self-destruct. Even after all these years, isolating himself from his siblings had done nothing to blind the amount of emotion he felt whenever he knew that they were standing on the opposite sides of the battle lines. For the second time in history, Gabriel was going to do nothing. The thought alone practically killed him on the inside. It was like one of his gags. What better way to kill a man who loved his family more than anything in the world than to watch them rip each other apart from the inside out? He was a coward for not standing up to them, so in his own way, Gabriel supposed he too was receiving his own just desserts. Ha, ha, ha.