“Labubo? I think he’s greening out.” Kit stated, Kieran stopped his conversation with General Winter, shifted Kit on his lap, and looked towards the man he was keeping as ‘insurance’. Since Simon couldn’t make it down the path down the institute without asking something mildly stupid, and also had a wife who did not know he was even going, certainly did not enjoy the thought of being left alone with two twins.
“Who is that? Has he been here a while?” General Winter asked, as Ash just stood up and went over to Luke.
He sat upon a circular seat, low to the floor, with an optional bamboo tarp that could go all the way down it to make it look like a globe, but it was up. All fae in the room, looked at him. He was pale, his lips a sickening grey, his eyes bugging towards the spot on the wall behind Kit.
“His names Luke, and he’s been here two days Winter.” Ash sighed, rubbing Luke’s bare back.
In Luke’s view, the thing that caused this horrid trip, was the person who haunted him for years, and decided to make an appearance at Kits side. This was no fault of Kits, as he couldn’t control the ghosts that tended to circle him. The younger boy looked back, and the white haired man.
“You need to leave, you’re hurting him.” Kit muttered, Kieran just went back to his loud conversation with Winter, as Kit jumped off Kierans lap to sit beside Luke.
The ghost only followed closely behind, and knelt down in front of the shaking body. This closeness, caused Luke to pass out onto the hard wood floor of the kings common room.
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When he woke up, he wished he didn’t. Clouds floated around him, melodic voices hung in the air. He was knelt down in front of a particular man, one very particular one.
“Lucian, I was wondering what had happened to you.” The divine voice called.
“I am I dead?! Did weed actually kill me?!” Luke shouted, taking in the man’s appearance.
Tall as a mountain, lean as a stream, tan skin that burned with a glowly dew, fanning orchid wings spread out behind him, he brought himself down to Luke’s level, and kissed his forehead. A tingling sensation ran through Luke, that sobered him post haste.
“Now now, there’s no need to rush to conclusions. There is no time here.” He soothed, running his fingers through Luke’s hair to tame it from when he had been messing it up due to the stress.
“So, I’m in heaven, but I’m not dead?” Luke wondered, the angel nodded.
“Allow me to introduce myself, hm? It’s been a long time since you’ve remembered our presence, but today, you’ve done something without your knowledge. I gifted the strain you smoked to the fae aeons ago, when they had not been able to dissect true love. You’ve got quite the low tolerance despite all your years, and today, you’ve clearly smoked enough. I am Archangel Chameul.” He played out.
“I’m confused.” Luke stated plainly.
“You often are, I see. No shame in that, just makes everything you know that much more interesting. Years ago, I knew you well. Before Oskar died, you often had what I know in your heart. A pure love, for one man. It didn’t come from lust, or a need to know. It came from within you, even I had to stop and admire it from the heavens. Despite what people on heart may say, your love was a honest and heartfelt as a woman’s to a man. As you often do, you couldn’t understand why Valentine might choose you, and he didn’t. I did. I saw the course of what happened played out before it even begun to happen. I thought, if he had you, naturally he might never want to lose you. He’d do anything for you, but he didn’t. It shocked me to see, that you loved him more than he loved you, and that it was not equal. I’ve done something no person on earth would agree with, even you. When Valentine died, I brought him here briefly without his knowledge. I took the love you long lost for Valentine, and I gave it to him. I cannot excuse a single thing he’s done on earth, but I can with his soul. He wanted to wait for you, before I even gave him your love. I know you, Lucian. You’re a forgiving person. No angel or god himself will excuse his actions. No person on earth will either.” Chameul explained.
“What are you asking me to do?” Luke asked, tears had started flooding down his face in thick drops, but he did not sob. Perhaps it was the brightness of the heavens, or the rosy glare coming off of the angel.
“I ask nothing of you, but someone does. It’s up to you, if you are willing to forgive, just once more. You and him will be here, together. If you cannot, he must join the trenches of Lucifer. ” The angel whispered.
“He can’t love me, the way I am.” Luke mumbled, causing the angel to grip his chin and point his square face upwards.
“I will ask you this, when you did love Valentine, would you still have loved him if it had been him who was bitten?” He asked.
“I would have loved him no matter what, if he was a shadow hunter, a vampire, a werewolf, a merman, a fae, a goblin. His personality used to be one of kindness and good.” Luke stated.
“I have given him that pure love you once felt. You do not have to decide today, but your time will come. He waits for you, as he always did before. If your granted him your forgiveness, we’ll wait for you here, with the people who used to be your friends, Michael and Robert. If I may aid you in your decision, he began to regret everything he had done, when he seen how he could have lived with you. In New York.” Chameul stated.
“I can’t look at him the same.” Luke stated, as Chameul wiped the thick tears from his face.
“No one would ask you to.” Chameul replied.
“He would. Can you make him go back to the way he was?” Luke begged, holding onto the front of Chanel’s ivory linen robes like he was begging for his life at gunpoint and being asked to hand off his wallet or all the money in his till.
“That is something even god cannot do. You’re the only one who could even allow him to enter heaven.” Chameul explained, carefully removing Luke’s hands from his body.
“I don’t think I have another choice. I don’t want to go onto the clouds with out him, not matter what he’s done. I forgive him, then I guess.” Luke responded, dripping his head down to rest of the angels chest.
“Say it proudly.” Chameul ordered, placing both of his hands onto Luke’s head.
“I forgive you, Valentine Morgenstern. For being a horrible person, for seeing other races as so little to you, that you thought you had the right to annihilate them. For not being able to see anyone but yourself as a real person. For ruining entire families and burning down homes. For raising your only son to be a horrible monster. For taking the woman of my dreams without knowing, even if you did know. I forgive you. I’ll forgive you a million times over, if I revive the love I gave. If you go back to the way you were. I want the man I fell in love with back, even if it kills me.” Each word came out strained, even if he meant them all. Each sentence had a pause for a breath.
“And of the things he’s done to you?” Chameul added, his wings wrapping warmly around then both.
“I forgive you, for not having my back that day in the forest. I forgive you for every punch or kick you’ve ever given me. I forgive you for every argument and silent treatment.I forgive you for all the times you held me down and forced yourself onto me. I forgive you, more than I forgive myself. I’ll forgive you, even if it’s the last thing I do.” Luke finaled, it was the hardest thing he’d ever have to do.
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As soon as he woke up, he almost blacked out again, as he head butted Kieran by mistake.
“Sorry!” Luke apologized, rubbing his forehead and focusing on the room around him.
He still stood there, but he changed. He was no longer slightly wrinkled and furious looking. He no longer wore the white suit he was burned in. His face rolled back, to years and years before, as he dropped to his knees, his clothes came off entirely, then were replaced with a simple white robe. At the very sight, Luke bursted into thick sobs, almost plees.
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Too religious for a Monday?
He he anyways! I wrote in like 30 mintues and thought hey, I’m gonna post this! And look, I posted it! I was crying about them and I’m like.. yeah I need to do something about that.
