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Angelic Beginnings: The Rebellion
By : LdyKiram
Category: A through F > Bible
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Chapter III

Jophiel walked around the forest a bit, looking for his brother. It was a funny thing though, calling them his 'brothers' when they were created separately, and according to Raziel's Book, for ones to be siblings. Each needed the same maternal and paternal line. Then again, not much of all this made sense to him, really. Before Earth, the angels would enjoy their world freely. Doing what they wanted, with limits of course. There was a tap on Jophiel''s pale orange wing, he turned around to see Ariel, half naked nonetheless, hiding behind a tree.
"A-ariel?"
The red eyed angel darted his head around, "Come here..." He spoke just above a whisper. Then disappeared into the trees. Jophiel blinked but followed. When he came to a small clearing, the angel of beauty saw Camuel sitting against a tree with his knees to his chest. Head buried in his lap.
"What happen?" Jophiel asked, worried.
Ariel bit his lip and ran his hand through the mixed colors of black and green in his hair, "you remember what Lucifer said about...well instead of a male and f-female?" He paused, Jophiel nodded like he understand but yet didn't, "so, well we wanted-"
"YOU!" Camuel yelled.
Ariel nervously cleared his throat, but was interrupted by Jophiel, "j-just start at the beginning...please."
Sighing, Ariel nodded and proceeded to explain to Jophiel.

*-*-*-xAB1x-*-*-*
"Are you sure, you want to do this?" Camuel asked as he was being dragged through a wooded area.
"Well, I just want to test it out. Look, I did ask you, Camuel...you didn't have to say 'yes'." Ariel responded.
Camuel glanced around the scenery then said, "I know, but...why me?"
Ariel shrugged, "we're close? Maybe I do not know."
They were at a small wide clearly, as if the trees purposely decided not to grow here, but that sounded a bit silly as trees don't think. Both of them stood in the middle of the clearing, Ariel held Camuel's hands. Camuel was only an inch or two taller than Ariel, so when the violet-eyed angel looked down, he saw Ariel-partially. Again the archangel asked Camuel, if he really wanted to. Taking a deep breath, he assured Ariel that he would go through with it. Neither of them smiled at the idea, but it was only an experiment. That's all. It meant nothing more.
So...
Why all the patting around the bush?
Slowly-and I mean slowly-Ariel got the courage to press his lips on Camuel's. Eventually, Camuel mustered up enough nerve to kiss back. Kisses didn't mean anything too much. It was a simple way to show each other affection. This was mostly done with a male angel kissing a female angel though. Surprisingly, Camuel wrapped his arms around Ariel pulling him close. It threw the mixed colored hair angel off; he almost broke the kiss itself. Things from there took a turn, the simple-everyday kind of- kiss went from just that to something more. Their lips parted ways and their tongues intertwine with each other's. Ariel grabbed a handful of Camuel's hair, the angel murmured at this action. The next thing they knew they were pushing each other around, as if to dominate one another. Instead they fell on the soft grass and the kissing went to heavy petting. Then that lead to what was only-

*-*-*-xAB1x-*-*-*
"You...WHAT!" Jophiel shouted. Ariel covered Jophiel's mouth.
"Shhhhhhhhhhh!" Ariel paused, "look we...were...just...-"
Camuel grabbed his hair, "I do not know what to call it, but we did it! And Ariel topped first, then I tried too but I was just so bleh! So he like-"
"I don't wanna know!" Jophiel said after taking Ariel's hand away from his face. "Why are you telling me this?"
"Well, we thought you would not...tease us about this.." They confessed at the same time.
Jophiel asked, "W-where did you...do it?" As soon as he said, it was like he wished he didn't. Ariel leaned up and whispered in his ear, "oh...you can do it there? Hmm.."
It was quiet between the three of them, so much it became awkward. Suddenly, Jophiel broke the silence with a-"Was it bad?"
Ariel and Camuel looked at each other, and then nodded 'no'. Jophiel then shrugged, "if it wasn't bad then it probably meant God doesn't mind."
"But what if it was a test! And we failed! FAILED! Jophiel! Do YOU UNDERSTAND?" Camuel shouted, over dramatically.
"Cam! Calm down, you're over reacting!" Jophiel spoke within reason.
"OVER REACTING! I'M OVER REACTING! WHAT DOES THAT MEAN?" Camuel said, looking at them.
"That you're being unnessacary with how you are taking this..." Ariel explained.
Camuel thought about it then stood up, "Oh...I guess I am..." He said surprising calm now. "So what now?"
"I won't tell anyone, but I guess if you don't feel guilty about the act between you and you can still look at each other without...complications...then you're fine." Jophiel stopped, "though I wouldn't tell Gabriel...you will never hear the end of it..." He added.
Both of them nodded, Ariel put the rest of his clothes on and the three of them head out, to find out what the others were doing. While flying Camuel glanced over at Ariel, he still thought of him as his brother, even after that. Ariel noticed and looked back at him, at first it seemed a little awkward, but then if God had nothing against it, why punish themselves? They smiled and laughed, but that was never going to happen again, they'd promised each other that much.

Yeirel

"Guardian One" or "God will Protect"
The youngest archangel took his female friend to a spectacular meadow. Bright green eyes, almost hinted with a yellow tinged. A darken green blue-ish hair, that draped on the sides of his head but was oddly short in the back. His darken brown skin, glowed at the sight of the field.
...
I turned to see the reaction on her face.
"Do you like it?" I asked her.
She couldn't stop looking around; her mouth was open a bit. And her eyes widen; I do not think I have ever seen Heavenly this excited.
"This is more than words can say, I knew our Father was capable of great things, but this...this is beyond anything I could imagine." She said, and then her eyes turned to me. "Yeirel, I do not know what to say..." She sounded speechless.
I tried not to, but I started to feel heat in my face as she told me those things. Right then, I did not have any words for her and even if I did, they would not escape my mouth. "I...uhhh...gmmmhmmm..." was the only thing I could muster. Heavenly, smiled then laughed. Her lighten green eyes glowed from her lifted spirit. Covering her mouth-which I wish she did not- as they form that beautiful emotion.
"Yeirel, how do you expect your brothers to take you seriously?" She asked of me.
"An archangel is still an archangel, even if he cannot speak correctly in front of someone as lovely as you, Heavenly." I told her, I couldn't help it. Every time I was near her, I wanted to reminder that even though I loved our Father, I wanted to let her know that I did see her as beautiful and loved her as well. She placed her hands on her redden cheeks, looking down. Her long, long black hair that touched the back of her knees-neatly in a braid-began to sway forward as she leaned.
I nervously pulled her to me, her wings shuttered at my touch. Did I scare her? I hope not. Heavenly barely reached my chest, she was short. I liked it. Before I knew it, I had leaned down to her, our breaths touch and it felt amazing. I moved closer, but she pulled back then stared at me. "Am I doing something wrong?"
"I do not know..." Heavenly pulled out of my arms and took a few steps back. I'll admit it, I felt hurt. I looked at her confused, I wanted an answer. Did she not feel the same? "Heavenly-"
She put her hand up, silencing me. At the same time, she came closer to me, lifted herself off the ground high enough and places those sweet lips on my cheek. I felt numb-with joy, mind you- Then she spoke, "Yeirel, I'm not completely sure what I am feeling at this moment about you...but-" She stopped...but what? "I do know, as much as we are loyal and meant to love our Father; I wish to make more of the love for you..." She smiled a very small smile though.
"I don't understand..."
"I know, but it's hard to explain...I love you, a lot, Yeirel, it's just...I don't wish for you to think of me like the hurises..."
I see...I smiled at her, "I would never, Heavenly, not now- not even years from now. You are special to me; I would never do anything to hurt you." I assured her. Her smiled widen more and she hugged me. I felt pleased and relaxed.

Jeremiel reached his brothers. By now, Gabriel held Raziel in a body lock. Raz's powder blue wings squished underneath Gabe's body. The older angel flicked his soft amber wings in Raziel's face causing sand to enter his nose and mouth. Labbiel and Zadikel, at one point tried to help but found this to be humorous. Jeremiel sighed, in a soft light his pale lavender wings vanish. He walked over to his brothers. "What is going on? We're only three days into this world being completed and here you guys are fighting. Again!"
Raziel attempted to speak but his bully wouldn't allow it. Jeremiel shot a disapproving look at Labbiel and Zadikel, who both stop laughing. "Keep this up and Raguel will show up. And you all know how he is."
"Puh-lease." Gabriel said, adding a new word to their language. "Like he's going to do anything to me. I'm older than all of you."
"Father did give him the position of settling all fights and disputes." Labbiel reminded him, "So, that gives him the right to do as he pleases."
Gabe bit his soft pink-hue lips. "Your point?" He released Raziel and got up, dusting the sand and dirt from his clothes.
"That is my point." Labbiel said, a little annoyed. Sometimes he wondered if Gabriel was slower than the rest of the angels.
"Speaking of which." Jeremiel helped Raziel, "where is He?"
Zakiel shrugged, "I don't even recall seeing Him this morning."
The angels wondered where their Creator ran off to. Raziel shook his wings as they were numb. Then ruffled his black hair. "Well, I'm sure He'll come back. I mean we still have a world here."
They all agreed.

Raguel

"Friend of God"
This light bronze skin colored angel, stood on the plains of nothing but sand and heat. The sun shone down bright. His long, waist length, black hair clung to his angelic form. Dark brown eyes glared around the area, which was named by him, the desert.
Our Father created this, us. But somehow, I can't shake this feeling off. That there is something He is not telling us. I am supposed to be around my brothers to make sure they are in line. But I do wish for time to myself.
"¿Qué es este idioma" I have said this many times. Along with other sentences but why is it that I speak it? Israfel, he too understands it but it seems no one else but us speaks it. Has our Father implanted this in our minds? If so, what for. I kneel down, closer to the heated mixture of tiny rocks, filling this land. With my finger I write in the sands. Then stood up, my eyes stared at the words: �� ?. Sighing, I decided to go back to my brothers. Maybe to talk more to Israfel.

"Can you please slow down!" Michael yelled.
The blonde haired angel looked up. She had tried to take off his clothing, having already removed hers. Though her long hair covered the top parts of her breasts. Michael hung onto his clothing. The whole time, he had tried to tell her 'no' and 'to stop'. At the same time, he desperately reached Lucifer, who was ignoring him. "But why? Is this not what we are supposed to do?" She asked.
He placed his right hand on his forehead, pushing away his raven black bangs. "I guess, but why rush things. I mean, I did agree to be with you, but we're only a few days into this 'relationship," he used the visible quotation marks with his hands, "and to do this right away? I don't think so."
"But I read it in Raziel's book." She pleaded.
"First, he needs to stop leaving his stuff around. Second, Kara, I just..." he thought of the words. "I'm not ready for this. Ok?"
Kara's blue eyes looked to the ground, as if she'd be shunned. She grabbed her dress and set it in her lap. "You're right. I'm sorry, Michael, I just thought. Well never mind." She put her clothes on, and fixed her hair. Her semi-pale skin hands grabbed Michaels' hands. "When you're ready." She smiled and planted her cherry-color lips on his mouth. As usual, Michael awkwardly kissed back.
When he pulled away, he stood up and walked outside. They were in a small cavern, near a beautiful waterfall, the archangel splash then clear water on his face. To him, it was difficult keeping up with Kara and attending to his work. He figures this is what Lucifer must feel like when Faren follows him around all the time. Lucifer? Michael shouted in his mind. He waits for a response.
What? Lucifer screamed.
What have you been doing, that you can't come over here?
Lucifer went quiet. I was just busy. Why, what did you want anyway!
Kara just tried to...well, she was naked.
So. I've seen you naked; I've seen Faren naked, what's the problem.
She tried to get me naked and-she wanted me to lay with her!
Lucifer took a moment to process this before laughing. Michael's face turned red. What is so funny?
I'm sorry, brother, it's just. Oh, I can't picture that. Did you do it?
NO!
Ha...I knew it.
Knew what?
Michael and Lucifer went silent; did they really just hear that?
Kara watched as Michael was just standing there, not moving. She blinked wondering what was going on.
What, this was a private conversation?
Gabriel! Michael and Lucifer spoke in their minds at the same time.
Yeah! I was trying to reach Zadikel and then I thought, I wonder what Michael is doing right now. And well, here I am connected to you guys.
Get out! Michael yelled.
Why?
Cause no one wants you here. Lucifer said.
Is that how you treat your older brother, Lulu? Gabriel asked.
Gabriel, never call me that!
Lulu, lulu, lulu, lulu, lulu, lulu!
ARGGHH! Lucifer went silent.
Gabriel...I swear...Michael said before coming back to reality. He looked over at Kara, who was picking random plants. "What are you doing?"
"Oh, finally back. Well, I think these are so pretty." Kara said.
Michael then explained to her he needed to go back to the Angelic World and asked if she would be fine on her own. She told him, 'yes'.

Israfel

"Burning One"
Dirty blonde hair entangled in the winds. The angel flew at a fast pace, enjoying the air and the night sky. He was at another part of this world. Where night had already fallen. His baby blue eyes, happily glanced at the miniature looking diamonds in the sky. They were all breath taking and there was countless of them. His wings, of pastel gold color, guided him throughout this experience.
This place is amazing! I can't believe what has been accomplished in this amount of time. Or maybe I can. The times were different from our worlds. Three days here was like nearly three years in the Angelic world. I wonder if the times will connect. Who knows?
I looked at the nearly full moon as I flew passed it. It was stunning, more than anything I could picture. I opened my mouth and out came musical lyrics. "" I smiled.

Authoress Note(s):
�� ?.= What does it mean?
"¿Qué es este idioma= What is this language?
Hope you like the little things about the archangels. Since this is the beginning, let's assume they are not aware of the different languages, yet. Or anything really, for that matter, hence the first thing. I'm not sure which next set of archangels I am doing, but hey, you readers are more than welcome to pick. Look at my original (crappy) Angelic Beginning fic. Just know the main four are last: Michael, Gabriel, Lucifer and 'Labbiel'.
Yeirel's name can mean one or the other, I haven't picked which one. I like them both.
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Angelic Beginnings: The Rebellion	By : LdyKiram Category: A through F > Bible Views: 2105 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Angelic Beginnings: The Rebellion