Despest of deep thoughts; OPEN

[Omnipotent]

Faith unlocks the door

The wind rustled through her hair as she starred nonchalantly at the statue of liberty. So many thoughts, emotions.. to many to handle at once. More prayers were coming at her as every second ticked by slowly. She slowly closed her eyes, tilting her head up at the sky.

Why was it, she was the one who had to deal with this? Who created her? Too many questions, and not enough answers. Her tongue darted out, licking her lips as her eyes opened slowly. The night sky was covered by a blanket of orangish-red skies.

How do I handle this? Destiny can not be intervened.. Yet, so many of my children ask for help. Am I suppose to break the rules, and help them? Or do I do as I always have, and not intervene at all? She thought quietly to herself.

She got lost in the push and pull of the ocean. It was a constant, not even Lucifer could disrupt that. Push and pull, push and pull. There was no break for the moon, it was a thankless job. Sometimes it was soft, and gentle. Other-times it was rough and choppy. But it was never-ending. Just like the life she had given to everything before her.

Six days, and on the seventh, she rested. Just as the bible told her children. She took in a shaky breath, the ocean's mist spraying her face as she stood amongst a jagged rock.

She was lost. Lost in the deepest of deep thoughts.. Wondering what to do.. Wondering..

Just wondering.

[Viviane]

that's a lie

She had been told as a child that God was wonderful, that going to Heaven was like a paradise, a place of hope and love and everlasting freedom. A place, essentially, like the sky. She would be one of those white doves, flying among the clouds, limitless, unrestricted. She would be light, airborne. She would be... unburdened.

That was not really what Heaven was like. Or what being an Angel was like.

She never remembered any of this fighting, this blood, this chaos, this unbearable pain in any of the stories she had been told while alive. She had very much had a distorted view of Heaven. Sure, it had been wonderful at first, but she wanted to do something. So she had gone to Earth (with Omni's permission) and posed as a wonderful child for a wannabe-mother. Everything was going good.

Until now. Now... The sky was no long pristine. She had looked onto it as a reminder of Heaven before--the white clouds, the blue sky, the birds. but now it had changed. it reflected, not a sanctuary, but a hell. And now Hell was on Earth. All of the demons, and even Lucifer was there. And she somehow had to help.

She stood by Omni, watching her face. Not really staring, just observing. Appreciating. Wondering. How were they ever gonna get through this? She wasn't sure that Omni knew what to do any more than she herself did.

[Omnipotent]

Feeling Viviane's presence, Omni let a small smile lay on her face. "And what brings you hear, my child?" She asked softly, finally unlocking her eyes from the ocean before her, to turn to Viviane. Such a small girl, but with such a big heart. Of course she knew what Vivi had done, and praised her for it. Giving a woman the chance to be a mother when she naturally couldn't? It was beyond marvelous. Beyond angelic.

She laid a hand to Viviane's cheek, stroking it with her thumb gently. "What is on your mind?" She wondered aloud. Though she could easily read the angel's thoughts, she thought this was much better. To talk, to socialize.. It was like a main course for humanity; every single day.

Her smile grew as she starred at the angel's blue eyes, the color of the sky she had created so long ago. "Shall I ask, how is your mother?" She meant Terry of course, but she was sure Viviane would soon catch onto that as well.

[Viviane]

Viviane knew her presence was recognized, but she did nothing to acknowledge as such; she would let Omni speak first. It didn't take that long. Ahh, a question. That question was a unique one-- it was able to be asked ever second of every minute of ever hour of every day, week, month, year, decade, and for all of the eternity that may or may not follow. What brought her here?

There were many answers. Her parents had brought her intothis Earth; and so, indirectly, Omni herself had brought Viviane here. But there were other things too. There were actually many things--decisions, choices, ideas, needs--that brought Viviane here before Omni. She took a second to contemplate the question before answering. "A fear of sorts," she whispered softly, gazing unseeingly out across the ocean.

She turned back to Omni as she felt her touch. Her eyes brimmed with emotions, questions, fears, and wonderings as she gazed at Omni, but she kept silent. There would be a time to speak about them. But not just yet. "Lots," she replied simply, not bothering to go into detail.

Viviane smiled softly at the mention of her mother. "To my knowledge, she is fine. But I am finding it increasingly harder to hide who I am from her. I don't want her to know; it will tilt the balance that we are at." she turned her eyes once more to the sea. "I don't want to leave her, but I can't just sit there, under my pretext of childly innocence and naivety and do nothing. Everything is dying, and I'm..." her voice shook slightly. "I've been doing nothing." Viviane's voice broke at the last word. She was not going to cry though. She would be strong. Strong, like Omni was.

Viviane thought hard as her voice trailed off into nothingness. There was one question that burned deeply in her throat, but she was not sure whether or not to ask it. It was a simple sort of question, but it required a unique answer. An answer she was partially afraid of. Turning her eyes in a glance toward the sky, and then the city, she tentatively asked, in a whisper, "Omni... What is going to happen?"

[Omnipotent]

Fields of gold

"A fear of sorts,"

Fear. She was a firm believer not to give into fear, because that would only lead down a dark and narrow one way street. But nonetheless, it existed inside of everyone; even herself. She feared for her children. She feared that destiny could be changed, and thus; everything around her, everything she worked so hard to make; would change as well.

Fear.. She crouched down in front of Viviane, better to be at her level than to tower over her. "Tell me of your fears." She whispered back softly. The wind picked up, carrying a light mist onto them as they stood on the jagged rocks.

"To my knowledge, she is fine. But I am finding it increasingly harder to hide who I am from her. I don't want her to know; it will tilt the balance that we are at. I don't want to leave her, but I can't just sit there, under my pretext of childly innocence and naivety and do nothing. Everything is dying, and I'm..." her voice shook slightly. "I've been doing nothing."

A look of concern furrowed her brow, as she stared at the angel before her. She was still a child, but far past the age of those on earth. With that age came knowledge; and with that knowledge came fear. Every which way she looked at it, fear was the root of everything. "Seems we are both in the same boat." She spoke gently, a soft smile gracing her lips as she stroked Viviane's cheek tenderly. "I have been reflecting upon myself. What I should, or shouldn't do." She confessed.

"Omni... What is going to happen?"

She looked down a moment, before looking up at the darkened sky. How she wished she could give the answer Viviane was longing for. Taking a deep breath, she took Viviane's hand and held it gently to her heart. "Some people, they believe that they control destiny. But you, and I, we both know.. Destiny controls us. Each step we take, each move we make.." She spoke in a tender whisper, pausing a moment to look at the girl. "Determines the path ahead. Anything can happen.. Fate and destiny, they are twined together in a never ending dance." She moved her hand to Viviane's cheek. "And with each dance, our paths change."

[Viviane]

That was going to take a while. All of her fears... She felt like such a small being, hosting all of the fears. Fear was a weakness, was it not? Fear was the slave-owner of evil. Fear could damage and maim even those with the best intentions. No matter how much someone might want to do the right thing, there was always that great looming shadow of fear over them. It basically depending on the strength of the person--were they strong enough that they would make the right choice? Or would they let fear consume them, become a slave to it, let it drive them to the unthinkable?

Viviane would know, about the slave-owners. She had been a slave, in life. She knew that she did want to get out of that monotonous terrible half-life. She had also known that the one way to save herself--and she must be the one to do it, of course, she couldn't wait on someone else--was to take a risk. She would have most likely been a slave forever, for that fear of the unknown, that worry that the gamble she would take would cost her her life. Luckily for her, however, someone had rescued her. Although she had ended up dead, she had felt freedom for at least a small time.

"I fear for the Earth. I fear for the humans, the planet, everything that lives." She bit her lip. "I fear for the fate of the Earth, the fat of Heaven, the fate of hell--and the fate of everything that ever is or ever will be. I fear that.. that this could end it all." Finally saying that made her realize something. All of her fears were not fears. Not in the plural form, anyway. But when she added them all up together, the main thing she feared was the unknown.

She still had something else to say. "There is something I do not fear, but more think upon with wonderment and awe--Lucifer. I wonder..." she stopped. She couldn't say that. Especially not in front of Omni. She wasn't even sure if she could fathom what she was thinking. Or even if her brain was wrapping itself around her thoughts in the right way.

She listened and strained to hear as Omni confessed she did not know what she should do. Of course she heard what Omni was saying, but she was listening for the real truth and meaning behind the simple words. Making a decision always sounded so easy. There were three words. Make. A. Decision. But making a decision was not easy at all; it caused depression, fatigue, worry, fear, and worst of all, it planted a seed of doubt. And once that seed got the sunlight, it grew. She hoped Omni was strong enough to resist doubt.

'Do whatever you think is right; even if what is right is doing nothing at all." she said softly. "Or think of what you wish the outcome to be--and what you do and don't want to do to make it so. if you don't want the Earth to become a living Hell.. fight back." She didn't mean to sound bossy; but she hoped Omni would take the advice to heart. Viviane, for one, did not want to even think of what it would be like if Lucifer won.

She marveled at Omni's logic. Omni had had years and years and years to work on that philosophy, and it was really very simple--but sometimes you would see life complicated, as more of a lanyard that just a simple thread. That was a fault of being human. ". Amd we can't refuse those dance partners. If we sit out and do nothing... our lives would be meaningless." she took a deep, calming breath, closing her eyes slightly. "Anyone can feel the need to do something. But it takes a special person to do that something." she looked up at Omni. Viviane reached out a hand, to softly graze the line of Omni's forehead. Once more, she said, "Do what you think is right."

[Omnipotent]

"I fear for the Earth. I fear for the humans, the planet, everything that lives." She bit her lip. "I fear for the fate of the Earth, the fate of Heaven, the fate of hell--and the fate of everything that ever is or ever will be. I fear that.. that this could end it all."

Omni feared the same things, and she was sure the rest of her angels; her children; they all feared the same thing. A soft sigh pushed from her lips as she took to a seated position on the rock. "I too fear the fate of everything, and everyone, Viviane." She looked over at her. "But Hope, and Faith.. they keep me going. I hope they give you the same strength they provide me."

Grasp onto hope; onto faith. She began thinking of the days she disguised herself as a male; and walked the earth in the open; as god. Now she was hiding; hiding from her children who needed her more than ever now. But the problem still remained. No, not a problem; a decision. On what to do, or not to do..

She closed her eyes, her hand still holding Viviane's as she painted a blue sky, removing the darkened grasp Lucifer held over it. She dotted that sky with shining stars; and as she opened her eyes, she saw what she saw in her eye's mind. "Look." She pointed up at a shooting star. But it soon faded, and the black blanket wrapped around the world again.

"There is something I do not fear, but more think upon with wonderment and awe--Lucifer. I wonder..."

Omni's head tilted to the side as she stared up at the angel. "Continue my child, do not stop. Do not fear how I will react to the mention of Lucifer. He is my child, and as such; I love him with all my heart. But from the moment of his creation; he questioned me, and my knowledge. Thus, his fate was sealed." She spoke gently to Viviane.

'Do whatever you think is right; even if what is right is doing nothing at all." she said softly. "Or think of what you wish the outcome to be--and what you do and don't want to do to make it so. if you don't want the Earth to become a living Hell.. fight back."

It sounded so easy, so simple. But Omni knew it wasn't. This decision could change everything, the fate of Heaven, and human kind. Tears welled in her eyes as she nodded softly. She began humming softly to an old hymn, it was her favorite. Her eyes closed, and her heart open wide, she began to sing. "Be not afraid, He knows thy heart, and He doth care for thee; Of all thy grief He shares a part, Stands by thy side, He’ll not depart, If thou wilt faithful be..." A single tear trickled down her cheek.

"Be not afraid, O helpless one, Trust in His boundless grace; Say from the heart, “Thy will be done, Finish the work Thou hast begun, Bring me to see Thy face..." She smiled, as she opened her eyes.

"Anyone can feel the need to do something. But it takes a special person to do that something." she looked up at Omni. Viviane reached out a hand, to softly graze the line of Omni's forehead. Once more, she said, "Do what you think is right."

What she thought.. was right. Another sigh escaped her lips. She gave a nod and took to her feet. "Come, grasp my hand." She said softly, holding her hand out to Viviane. "I think I know what needs to be done."

[Viviane]

Hope and Faith may hve sounded grand and strong to Viviane once before, but now they sounded like hollow words that had lost their ring. She had had Faith and Hope in her mind since she had become an Angel--she had hoped for a better place, a better Earth, a greater purpose. An what had her prayers been answered with? Oh, nothing much, just reddish-orange skies tinted with blood an smoke, and reeking of death, fear, and hurt. Hope and Faith had sort of betrayed her. But she wasn't going to tell Omni that. "I, myself, find it hard to believe in Hope and Faith, once I see that even they are not strong enough combined to prevent something like this." she gestured at the sky, and listened to the screams she could imagine (and maybe even hear?) from everywhere.

If Omni could take strength from Faith and Hope, Viviane was going to try to as well. When she recognized her determination, she recognized something else. Se realized that it wasn't so much if Hope and Faith tht other Angels and even humans believed in--it was Omni. Omni was the source of all inspiration, all hope, all courage, and all good deeds. If not for Omni, the world would have been reduced to ashes long ago. But Lucifer had not bested Omni yet. As long a she prevailed steadily, the fate of everything would not change. If Omni were to fight back and continually win, everything would get better. The key was, Viviane realized, to believe in Omni and have Faith and Hope--and to not look upon all of te what if's and maybes an all of the doubt that Lucifer had unleashed on Earth.

She continued to hesitate, unsure if Omni would take offense if she continued. She didn't mean it any specific way, but it could be construed the wrong way. She decided to risk Omni's anger, and tentatively continued. "I was wondering... Everyone is labeled as Good or Evil. You are the Good, Lucifer is the Evil. But is it possible we have been wrong this whole time? Maybe it is us, the Angels, that are the Evil. How are we sure that it is not Lucifer who has the Good?" With those complicated yet simple words Viviane displayed all of her inner turmoil, her deepest, darkest secrets an fears. What if she were the bad guy? Viviane contemplated hard for a moment on how best to put he next words.

"An they say all villians are the ones who make their enemies. Since Lucifer is your child, how can you know for sure that you are not the villian he thinks he is rising against?" her voice trembled, and she felt a wild fear she hadn't felt before. In saying those words she had such gone against all of her beliefs, morals, truths. Was it at all possible?

She looked, frightened, towards Omni. She searched Her face, looking for something. Any sign of anger, of doubt, of any bad emotion on Her face. Had Viviane upset Omni? She would never forgive herself, if so. If she had been the one to plant any seeds of doubt in Omni with her past words... Still shocked at herself and slightly afraid, Viviane whispered, "I'm sorry," gazing up still at Omni's beautiful face.

But as Omni began to sing, Viviane closed her eyes and felt all of the fears, doubts, and horrible wonderments that had plagued her fly away. She felt liberated, as if she could float away. She rather imagined that this was what a tree felt like--when all of the birds took off and the leaves fell, that great immeasurable peacefulness. And as Omni's voice drifted away, and She reached out her hand to Viviane, she smiled. She took the warm hand and looke up at Omni. They must look strange, the child and the woman standing together, looking out at the sea.

[Omnipotent]

"I, myself, find it hard to believe in Hope and Faith, once I see that even they are not strong enough combined to prevent something like this."

Omni stayed silent as she watched and listened to Viviane. The angel had a point. But Omni trusted that things would work themselves out. She created mankind, the world, and everything on it. Everything had a way of taking care of itself; without any help. The only exception; humanity. Fragile and yes, sometimes weak; they knew when to ask for help, and when to push on without any.

Her mind was filled with prayers and wishes from her children, a hand lifting up and slightly rubbing at her forehead. "Remain strong, faith will guise us through." Yes, Omni trusted and believed in Faith more than anything or anyone else. She had too. If by chance she did not, her world would come crashing down all around her in a matter of seconds.

"I was wondering... Everyone is labeled as Good or Evil. You are the Good, Lucifer is the Evil. But is it possible we have been wrong this whole time? Maybe it is us, the Angels, that are the Evil. How are we sure that it is not Lucifer who has the Good?"

Omni's face stayed the same, listening intently as the little child before her talked of such serious questions. With such questions, Omni had to find the right answers. How was she suppose to find them in a time like this? Her mine was pre-occupied with prayers and Lucifer, not to mention her yet-to-be-made decision.

"And they say all villians are the ones who make their enemies. Since Lucifer is your child, how can you know for sure that you are not the villian he thinks he is rising against?"

Good, Evil. We all had it inside of us. But wasn't it worth more to live for the good, than the evil? If what Viviane asked was true, then why was Lucifer; the good; killing her children. Why was he so hell-bent on destroying everything she had created..?

"I'm sorry,"

Omni let go of her hand, and stared down at the small child. She had to find the right words, or this could be misconstrued as anger. She wasn't angry, just.. thrown off balance by such perplexed questions. "Viviane." She said the name soft and gentle as she gazed down at her.

"Those are very.. complicated questions." Her eyes took to the sea before her, getting lost in the push and pull once more. "Since the beginning of time itself, I have wondered many things." She confessed softly. "Who created me, and what was my purpose? I have yet to find an answer, and am unsatisfied with that. If what you say, is true; and Lucifer is good.. Then why, pray tell; is he killing everything I have created?"

Her head turned slowly. "Everything I have worked so hard to build. This ocean, taken for granted by so many, yet so beautiful and full on unexplored wonder..." The wind blew her hair past, and into her face. "Why would someone; so good; born of honorable intentions.. Do something so wicked and spiteful?"

[Viviane]

If faith was what was keeping the Earth spinning, then Viviane felt like she ought to add her little bit to it too. Anyway--moping about and worrying and wondering and doubting was not doing any help. At least trying to believe could make things better. After all--there was a great difference in doing something and not. Just a few Angels who kept the Faith going, kept on hoping--they could tip the balance and bring everything back to how it was. Viviane stared out at the sea, wondering how it felt about all of this. Wouldn't it be nice to be the sea? All it did was push, pull, move. It was constant, and it would stay that way forever (most likely). It probably was not at all affected by the demons and Lucifer. But she didn't know--she wasn't the sea. It would be nice to be the sea though. Constantly rocking, for always and forever... It would be a serene life.

But also, Viviane realized, it would be boring.

She liked her current life. She liked having a mother. She liked being talked to, loved, cared for, played with. She was glad she was the way she was. It was nice to do something, to feel like you were needed and wanted. She liked it. She might even like to fight. Because then she would be helping. Then, she would be winning the war.

Viviane bowed her head as her name was said. Was Omni mad? Her soothing voice lulled Viviane, and she sighed, slightly tired. But then Omni's question in reply t her questions shot through her brain, making her doubtful once more. "What.. what if the world he wants to create--what if he sees Hell as the way things should be? Maybe he sees his own cause as the good one, yours as the unfair one? I mean.. everything you've created dies. It wastes away. Sometimes, it kills itself. Maybe he wants it different. Maybe..." she paused, not sure if she should give away her deepest and darkest fear. "Maybe... he's right."

How had all of that doubt crept into her mind and heart? How had she let that happen? She was spiraling down into depression, into that doubtful state where all she felt was fear and denial. She couldn't let that happen to her. She needed to be strong, like Omni. She needed to hold her head high and be confident, she needed to believe that this was all gonna end up alright.

Omni asked her second question, and to that one, Viviane could not fathom an answer. She was beggining to doubt her previous thoughts. "Maybe.. maybe he's jalous. Maybe he envies the fact of your power, your beauty, the way you make things so wonderful. Maybe the only way he can think to make things better for himself is to make everyone else suffer?" It was a strange theory, but she thought it kinda made sense. In a way.

"But still.." she whispered, "How are we gonna fix this?" she gestured outward with her hand, indicating the sky, the cities, everything that had changed. Everything that had been turned evil.

[Omnipotent]

"What.. what if the world he wants to create--what if he sees Hell as the way things should be? Maybe he sees his own cause as the good one, yours as the unfair one? I mean.. everything you've created dies. It wastes away. Sometimes, it kills itself. Maybe he wants it different. Maybe..." she paused, not sure if she should give away her deepest and darkest fear. "Maybe... he's right."

Omni sighed, her head leaning back as she closed her eyes. She'd grown tired.. overly so. Lucifer was draining her time-her creations-and now her energy too? And what got her most was he had no idea he had such an effect on things. She loved him-he was her son. But it was times like this she understood why human mothers got snippy.

Viviane was asking more and more questions; and Omni didn't know any of the answers--well, she did--but had always thought best not to share after so long. "I don't know." She answered tiredly in a whisper.

"Maybe.. maybe he's jalous. Maybe he envies the fact of your power, your beauty, the way you make things so wonderful. Maybe the only way he can think to make things better for himself is to make everyone else suffer?"

"He is.." She felt ever so more tested now that ever before. She bit the inside of her cheek as she chose her words carefully. "Stubborn, bull-headed, arrogant--and yes, he is my son. For that I do love him. But I do not condone what he is doing. He betrayed his brothers and sisters all those years ago, Viviane. That is what this is about. Not the way he sees things. Not how he's right or wrong. But betrayl. It all comes down to that!" She snapped lightly.

But still.." she whispered, "How are we gonna fix this?"

Omni closed her eyes, after looking to Viviane. "I'm sorry." She replied gently. "I should not have snapped at you. I can not blame such a small being wanting to know everything and anything.. but some things are best not to talk about."

"All good things come in time." She offered with a smile. "All things.." There was only two ways this could go, really. The mutants, and angels could ban together and fight it off until Lucifer is pushed back..

Or Hell would win Earth--

Omni's eyes stared out at the sea as it churned roughly now. Her mixed emotions effecting things around her. She knew if Hell won... If Lucifer won Earth--

Heaven would be next.

[Viviane]

It felt very strange. Omni sounded so tired, so old. She didn't sound like She usually did. Maybe she was wearing Her out. Maybe Viviane was right and she shoulda kept her thoughts and questions and doubts to herself. She was more sure that she should have, especially when Omni snapped at her. She winced slightly, looking down, feeling slightly ashamed. She shouldn't be doubting Omni. Omni was always right, She was the highest being.

"No, I'm sorry. I shouldn't be... doubting you." Said Viviane, still looking down at the ground. Some things were best not to talk about. Because if Viviane had had the same outlook that Omni had, and she was talking to another Angel like Viviane who was so negative, the seed of doubt might spread... It really was best not to talk about certain things.

Viviane watched the churn roughly, her stomach feeling like the sea. She had always feared that Lucifer would try this, but it hadn't happened really and it was more of a little fear. But now that it was happening, she was terribly frightened. Because if he won Earth, he would come after Heaven next.

"Omni, are we winning?" she asked, looking towards the city.