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That was the beginning of it all. The Antichrist had just been born and given to a demon named Crowley. Crowley was to deliver the baby and start Armageddon.
Now Crowley had been all for the idea of Armageddon in theory but, he didn’t actually want it to happen. Although he’d never admit it, he had grown quite fond of the earth. Even though he was a demon, he had become very invested in the earths continued existence.
So, when he was told to deliver the Antichrist, he wasn’t exactly thrilled.
In response Crowley did the only thing he could think of, call his Angel.
When he called Aziraphale he had INTENDED to contact him and inform him of the beginning of Armageddon. He had INTENDED to meet up with Aziraphale and convince him to help stop Armageddon. And he had INTENDED to quickly go home afterwards.
The key word being INTENDED.
See, he did contact Aziraphale and inform him of Armageddon. He did meet up with Aziraphale and convince him to help stop Armageddon. But he didn’t go home as quickly as he had originally planned.
He hadn’t realized how long it would actually take to convince Aziraphale to help stop Armageddon. He also didn’t realize how many drinks he needed after the whole ordeal. So in the end, Crowley ended up crashing at the book shop.
In the morning they continued to iron out some of the details of their plans. In the end, Crowley didn’t get back to his house until late day.
The reason for Crowley’s need to return home was a girl living there named Abigail.
She was used to being home alone for extended periods of time so it didn’t come as any surprise when she woke up to find Crowley wasn’t there. She went about her day fairly normally, reading and messing with people on the internet.
When she heard the door unlatch she made sure she was out of its direction line of sight. Although Crowley was the only the only one who ever came into the house, he’d taught her to be cautious.
“Don’t call out to me until you know it’s me”, she remembered him saying. She always had to be very careful about being noticed. If anyone found out about her it would be very bad.
“It’s me”, she heard Crowley call out, telling her it was safe to emerge.
“We need to talk, something’s happened.” Crowley continued as Abagail walked over to where he was pacing.
“What’s wrong dad?”
“It’s about Armageddon........it’s started.”
She looked at him with surprise. She’d heard him talk about it plenty but she didn’t actually think it’d ever happen.
What happens now?
She wasn’t ready to say goodbye to Earth, but she could handle it. She really didn’t know what would happen to her though.
Earth was neutral ground. Somewhere she could be kept hidden. It was the only home she had ever known, but she knew it would happen sooner or later.
The Angels and Demons had to find out who was stronger eventually. With that in mind she decided she only had one question she wanted to ask for the moment.
“So who’s side should I fight on since I’m half Angel and half Demon?”
It was a real question, but she had said it as if it were a joke. It seemed to have worked because a little of the tension Crowley was carrying seemed to slip away.