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Disclaimer: All characters used are property of their own company and not mine. This story is fictional and shal never, nor will ever, happen. This story is based off of Michael and Lucifer being trapped in the cage. While there will not be any Winchester's in this verse, there will be hunters, monsters, angels, demons, and everything in between.
A/N: I want to thank ringaroundtherollins and gamer705 for helping me with this. You guys are the best!
Prologue:
2004
It seemed like ages since he last walked on Earth.
Being trapped in that Pit, with his annoying neither no less, had been the worst time of his life. Well over a thousand years, he would assume. He didn't think he'd ever get out.
He doesn't know how he got it, but he did. Sixty-six seals were unlocked, and the door was held open for him. It slammed directly in his brother's face, and he leaves the pest screaming and whining to let him.
He'd much rather let his least favorite sibling rot for the rest of eternity.
Certainly not his least favorite family member, he thinks as he looks up to the sky.
He shakes it off as he continues to float around, looking for a body to call his own. As he does, he notices things are quite different upon this planet. Last time he was here, there was nothing but plants and a handful of humans. Now the world seemed to glow, and humans were everywhere.
He finds an area completely dark and decides to land there, maybe getting a closer look at things will help him find a vessel.
"A-are you an angel?"
The voice, accompanied by sniffles and a choked off sob, startles him. He turns around and faces the stranger.
The mortal is kneeling on the ground in a praying position, hair plastered to his face due to the rain coming down on him. Even still, he could tell the man has been crying. It's strange why someone would be out here this time of night, not that he was going to question it.
"Yes I am," he replies, "Tell me, what is your name? And why are you upset?"
"My name's Allen Jones," the mortal says, "My wife died in a.. a car accident, and I d-don't wanna live anymore... but I ain't strong enough to end it myself and-"
"That is truly unfortunate," oh, how these things seemed to just fall into his lap, "but I have a proposition for you that would be better than death."
Allen's eyes brighten, "Ya do? I'd do anythin' to make the pain go away "
"Fantastic," apparently, these humans have gotten softer than the last time he was here, "If you let me into your body, I will heal until it is time for your soul to move on." And he'll stay in this body until he finds a better one, but that part is irrelevant.
"Y-you can do that?" Allen questions, eyebrows furrowed together.
"I can, and I shall if you accept my offer."
The human nods, "Yes, yes I accept!"
He chuckles in his head before entering the human's mouth, fitting into his body. He stands up, feeling the wetness of the cold. He told his shoulders, cracking his neck, before looking up at the sky and laughing.
Finally, Lucifer was back.