"...and what of the tower, even if they were to give up those two we still have that damn tower to worry about."
You were starting to feel as if this entire argument would never end, it had been going on since you had first spotted the Mesopotamian city and they just would not stop going over this same damnable loop of reasoning over and over and…
"If they don't give us what we want we'll just take those two out of there and leave, who cares about their heretical tower."
And then Sachiel will say that father does,
"Clearly Father does, he's the one that told them to stop when they first started building it."
Because of course, he would.
"Then we blow it up and them get them out of there, simple as that."
"We don't even know if they're alive, what do we even do if they are dead?"
You've had enough of this loop, you were almost there anyway so it was time to end it.
"War."
This being your first word throughout the entirety of the trip it was enough to throw them off just long enough to explain further what you meant.
"We are not a peaceful delegation meant for politely trading between Factions."
It was true, you knew that Father knew that you were never good at what the others were.
If he had wanted this resolved peacefully at all costs he would have sent Micheal or Raphael.
But he sent Storms, Law, and War.
"Father wants this done quickly, legitimately and easily," it felt weird having to even explain these things, "and if they refuse us any of these then the spirit of destruction will already be in their homes."
It would seem that at least this had quieted them down long enough to get there in blessed silence.
Once you had actually made it into the city proper you could make a proper look about the place. Though at first, you didn't know where to land it was made very quickly obvious by the huge gathering of people around the three large thrones out in the open air.
The city of Babylon itself was beautiful, filled with many trees scattered around the tall palaces and towers that make up the skyline of the city. There was a serene river flowing gracefully through two sky colored plazas filled with plants of all shapes and sizes that were constantly attended to by servants running to and fro. The walls and houses themselves were even painted blue and white, attempting, and almost succeeding, to match the majesty of your holy father's sky.
It was all ruined by the gargantuan tower leading ever upward into the sky, mocking the size of even the mountains themselves.
You didn't want to be the one to destroy this place, but what else is there to do as Heaven's hammer, but to remove the nail in the wall forever catching and prodding at its betters.
The crowd on the ground had seen your approach by now, so as you descend in front of their presumable king you willed the very light around you into a weapon fitting the seraph of war, showing these egotistical gods that though you do not carry bow or spear you are not unarmed.
As you hear the other two land behind you the burly man on the blue center throne speaks,
"Who are you to intrude upon the divine assembly of the Anunnaki?"
"I am Anath, Seraph of War, and you have two children of our heavenly father in chains."
You say this as you say everything, harsh and straight to the point, what is the point of waffling about with words when you could not win a battle with them.
"Ah, so this isn't about your insulting claim to our sky." This came from the skeleton thin one on the red throne to the left.
At this Sachiel to your left spoke up."No, this is about that as well." Sachiel was speaking more firmly on the ground than in the sky earlier, why you had no idea.
"Our father is tired of your transgressions upon his earth." Baraquiel spoke loudly and to the point, clearly ready to get the two prisoners out and leave.
"Our transgressions?" The center one was not about to let this go of course.
"It is not us who has slighted your heavenly father, but he who has questioned the power of Babylon." The sarcastic tone in which he had talked about your father was not inspiring hope that it would not be you to tear down their great city today.
"The prisoners, now." You were tired of this, as far as you were concerned this trip had only one outcome and it didn't concern this much talking.
"Yes, yes, I know better than anyone the impatience of your kind."
It was this comment that caused you to escalate the argument.
As the Spear of condensed light blew the back of the throne out from behind him, faster than lightning or sound, you merely took another step forward all while there was another already in your hand.
The man on the right green throne quickly looked to the crowd and called for a god by the name of Ninazu to retrieve the prisoners.
As you waited for this Ninazu to come back with your brother and sister the center god had finally stood back up from his crumbled throne.
"That is three times now," He was shaking and red, on the verge of doing something regretful, no doubt.
"Three times have you angels slighted Enlil, Chief of all Anunnaki." In the face of his anger and wrath stood you, uncaring and cold.
"First, you think to forbid my people from our very skys, commanding my people to tear down our great tower." It was almost comical how high and mighty they thought they were.
"Next you prevented the death of our traitorous puppet." You knew then how this day would end.
"Then you think to come to my city, armed and ready for war." With the streets of Babylon filled with the corpses of the young and the damned, its great tower destroyed, and its walls turned to ash.
"But yes, you may have your two wretched servants back, alive even." As he was saying these words you could see Ninazu returning back with, what you would normally have assumed were two humans, being dragged in chains from a small building to the right.
"Bare witness to the mercy of Enlil."
At first, you assumed all was well with them, so you gestured for Baraquiel and Sachiel to help the two up.
It was the twisted smile on Enlil's lips that first alerted you to something being wrong.
It was Sarachiel's gasp that fully told you that all was not well.
As you glanced sidelong at one of the angels it became clear as to what had happened.
"As your father forbids my people from my sky, so to do I forbid his servants from my sky."
Their wings were gone, ripped cruelly from them by these enemies of God.
Enlil began to say something else, likely one snide comment or another, you didn't feel overly much like listening, however.
Where once stood Enlil, Chief of all Anunnaki, lord of Babylon and the Northern sky, there now sitting upon his throne of rubble was nothing but ash.
You had already ended the vile enemy of God before the sound could even leave his mouth.
Panic was beginning to ensue as the crowd was able to finally react to their great king being burned from existence before their own eyes.
You had two options now, slaughter them here or return to heaven and let God decide their punishment.
[ ] Tell Baraquiel and Sachiel to fly the prisoners to Heaven as fast as possible while you stay behind to show those unworthy the power of God's wrath.
[ ] Return to heaven with your brothers and sister to show your Father what has happened in Babylon, let him decide the fate of the sinners.
[ ] Write-in (QM discretion as to what the write-in can be.)
I'm not particularly happy with this, but it should be good enough at least.
In any case, there was the next chapter of the Mesopotamian incident I hope it was at least readable if not much else.
