Heaven Wept - SN fic - PG13

[tigriswolf]

Title: Heaven Wept
Fandom: "Supernatural"
Disclaimer: not my characters.  just for fun.
Warnings: AU, one would assume.  Spoilers for The Old and New Testaments.
Pairings: John/Mary, Sam/Jessica
Rating: PG-13
Wordcount: 1050
Point of view: third
Notes: So, yeah... I seem to have this obsession with Mary and where she came from.  

 

Heaven has wept only five times in the history of Creation. The Lord made it perfect, along with all those who reside there; perfection has no need to weep. Perfection is beyond pain, beyond regret, beyond rage or hate—what need Heaven with tears?

The first time came right after Adam led Eve from the Garden and the Lord watched them go, sadly. The world was so dark, so cold, beyond the Garden’s edge.

And Heaven, all its denizens and beings, shed the first tears of mourning.

-

As the sky fell, dozens of lifetimes later, and as the ship rocked in waves of rage, Heaven watched, saddened by the sight. If only humanity followed the Lord’s law, the angels knew, everything would be fine.

But humanity did not. And so the Lord punished them.

And Heaven continued weeping.

-

Thousands of years and millions of lives in a blink are gone. The Son, nailed to a cross, says, “It is finished” and bows His head.

The earth shakes and moans; the sky opens and all of Heaven cries. Cries for three days until He walks again, then ascends Home.

-

The fourth time Heaven wept, it involved a fallen daughter, her human lover, and their two young sons.

The daughter died in fire and blood, and her human vowed revenge. Heaven watched in shock and awe as he turned himself into a living weapon; and the awe turned to regret for he forged his sons, as well.

That cold winter night saw the end of not just she who had once been the most beautiful daughter, but also the innocence of her firstborn, a child who had shone with his own light.

The children grew strong and beautiful, magnificent in a way no human could be.

The elder, the one with his mother’s eyes, had gifts no true-born Man could, abilities he didn’t acknowledge but honed all the same. Games of chance and skill were as easy as breathing and he had a charm no human could resist. Fighting came swiftly, aided by his superior sight, and his reflexes were unmatched.

The younger had to work harder but he, too, received a gift. He had foresight, a talent for reading the future; too, he could sometimes feel what others felt. He did not acknowledge his skill and it faded for a time.

Together, they were invincible. Apart, they could be destroyed. They were their mother’s sons but they were also their father’s weapons—

Until the younger wearied of such a half-life and left.

Heaven knew what would come to pass—no true-born human could be with Higher-born and survive unscathed. Any man or woman he chose would come to grief. So it had always been and so it would always be.

The younger had the life he’d always wanted and a human who loved him. He believed he’d escaped, left behind his past, cast off all remnants of the hunt.

The elder embraced the hunt, loved it. He had not only the Higher-born’s righteous fury but Man’s bloodlust. He was a weapon, forged and honed, dangerous to all but one.

Then he visited his little brother. That night, Heaven knew there could be but one outcome. The daughter’s killer still desired her blood. But for his plan, he needed the two together.

Only the death of the younger’s human would accomplish that.

-

And so they hunted, the most beautiful of all beings. They grew stronger with each experience, and shone brighter than the sun.

They balanced on the edge, for their mother had fallen and humans can go either way. They trod a fine line drawn in shifting sand and could not see how close they were.

Finally, their mother’s killer confronted them, but he had waited too long. They had grown faster than he thought and in one fell swoop, they defeated him.

-

Heaven has wept only five times since the dawn of creation. Five times in eons beyond measure.

-

After the crusade ended, the younger could return to normality. The elder could easily follow him, create another life.

But they continue hunting, killing, and destroying, and the younger takes the life of a man somewhere along the way. An accident. Simple as that.

But it’s enough, and Lucifer is the Lord of Seduction.

And Heaven can only watch, because they are part human—and humans are cursed with free will.

-

They were forged in fire, honed on death, created by blood and pain. They are the perfect weapons.

And Sam fell, like his mother before him. He chose to punish humans as well as monsters, for are not some worse? All the reasons he’d explained to his brother before no longer mattered.

Lucifer whispered in his ear and he listened.

And as Adam followed Eve, so did Dean follow Sam.

-

The Higher-born have no place with humans. Most know it and so do not mingle with mortals.

But a few cannot resist the call and one such took the woman-name of Mary, damning the world for her love.

-

Samuel had the best of intentions. He wanted to purge the world of evil, to eradicate the darkness. He wanted to punish the wicked and defend the innocent.

He never meant to hurt anyone who didn’t deserve it. He thought he did the right thing.

Dean, however, felt deep inside the unnaturalness of their actions. For some, they are so innately good they can never fully shed the remnants of light. And Dean, even tarnished with Darkness, still had a shine about him.

But he would follow Sam through Hell’s worst corners, and so he shall.

And Heaven, all its denizens and beings, the Father and Son included, weep.

Sam hears only the Seducer, and Dean listens only to Sam—

They had the best of intentions, like their parents before them.

-

Heaven cannot look away. They are hunters, magnificent and glorious—even in the darkest of places, there is still a brilliance to the elder, Mary’s beloved firstborn. And Sam—still doing his best, Heaven can see bits of the kind boy he’d been.

Watching them, He can only mourn.

 Watching them, He can only lament their loss—the Seducer has claimed their souls. Watching them, He marvels at such flawed perfection—

And the Lord had thought Lucifer was beautiful.

Comments

[lucywiggin.livejournal.com]

Wow! That fic reminds me of my Jewish philosophy courses, in a good way:) Btw, are contents of books written more than a millenium ago count as spoilers?

[tigriswolf]

Yep. Not everyone knows how the story ends, of course.

Thank you for reading!

[amphetamine-47.livejournal.com]

WOW. I'd be more coherent now, except that was...WOW. Great stuff.

[tigriswolf]

Oh, thank you! I started it months ago and lost the thread, but I finally found it again.

[pixel-0.livejournal.com]

Wow. Very powerful stuff, mixing in Biblical references with Supernatural.

My two favorite lines are the following: And as Adam followed Eve, so did Dean follow Sam. and And the Lord had thought Lucifer was beautiful.. Wow. Amazing.

[tigriswolf]

Thank you so much!