//------------------------------// // Prologue // Story: My little angel: Archangel Chronicles // by Hydreigon_Omega //------------------------------// Luna walked down the castle hall a few hours in search of her sister. It had been a number of years after Luna had returned from her banishment, but everytime she thought that she was fully adjusted, there was always something new she did not know about. Despite it already being nighttime, Luna knew that Celestia was still usually awake at this hour. Approaching her sister’s room, Luna knocked on the door. “Who is it?” Celestia asked through the door “Your sister.” Luna replied “Ah, come in.” Luna entered Celestia’s room to see Celestia stargazing from her balcony. Luna had been back long enough to know that Celestia only did this when something was heavy on her mind. A small wooden chest sat opened beside Celestia. Luna knew of its existence and how the last maid who moved it almost lost her life to an angry Celestia, but she was more worried about her sister at this moment. “Celestia, are you alright?” Luna asked, “Is there something on your mind?” “No,” Celestia lied, “everything is fine.” “Celestia, I know you are lying.” Luna said in a monotone voice before it changed back to one of comforting, “I know something is wrong. If you don’t want to tell me, I understand.” “No, I would actually like to talk, it is time that I stop hiding this from you anyways.” Celestia said, “Would you come sit beside me, it would be easier to talk to you this way.” Luna sat beside her sister wanting to hear what was weighing so heavy on Celestia’s heart. As Celestia stayed quiet, trying to think of where to begin her story, Luna noticed what was inside the chest. A small golden crown with an amethyst jewel attached into it, Luna could tell that it was very old because it was really dusty. Normally, the two sisters would exchange their old crowns for a newer one every few generations to keep them from wearing rusty crowns. “Sister, whose crown is that?” Luna asked “It belonged to my son,” Celestia replied, “his name was Mael.” “Did you court somepony in my absence?” Luna surprisely said, “Do tell more.” “No, no I didn’t. I adopted him.” Celestia said, “I haven’t courted somepony in over half a millenia.” “Oh, I...” Luna was a little unsure about what to say “Don’t be sorry, you didn’t know.” Celestia said, “He was always so full of energy and always had a smile on his face. Mael was the type of pony that couldn’t bring himself to harm another creature. But he was a peculiar little colt, when I found him, he was already an alicorn.” “Already an alicorn?” Luna asked, “but somepony being born an alicorn is completely unheard of.” “That’s not even half of it.” Celestia remarked, “Mael had four white wings that contrasted his light beige coat, it was almost comical how small his wings made him look. But as he grew, things became even more apparent just how different he was.” “Like?”  “His diet, for example, Mael had no problem eating large portions of meat that would make a normal pony very sick.” Celestia said, “He also had very unique magic, it had supernatural healing properties.” “What happened to him?” “During the experimental alliance called ‘the council of 5,’ the griffons found a loophole in the contract and wanted to experiment on his magic.” Celestia said, “If it hadn’t been for his biological brother showing up, I fear that he would’ve been killed by the griffons.” “You really cared about your son,” Luna said, “but where is he now? I haven’t heard anything about you having a son until now.” “I am not sure.” Celestia's voice became saddened, “After Ludociel, Mael’s brother, managed to scare off the griffons, I was left with two choices. Either I could keep Mael in my care, and risk a griffon assassin attacking him, or I could send him with his brother back to his native land, allowing him to be trained by Ludociel. I can only hope that I made the right decision.” She paused for a moment before returning to stargazing, “I wonder how my son is doing, or if he even still remembers me.” Dread and fear began to overcome the Celestial Realm as the Ten Commandments, along with the Demon King's representative, marched through its capital city. The immense darkness caused by the elite demons was felt throughout the entire realm, sending the people into a state of panic as the Four Archangels and Lady Elizabeth rushed to the capital city. To their surprise no one had been taken hostage, much less harmed. Instead, the ten commandments stood there as Meliodas put on a menacing smirk. “Well well well, look who finally showed their faces.” Meliodas said “What do you want?” Ludociel growled  “I have a proposition that will end the holy war.”  Meliodas said, “And I think you’ll find that the terms aren’t unreasonable.” “And what would that be?” Ludociel mocked, “You’re going to sacrifice yourself and hand over the demons into captivity for their safety?” “Brother, I don’t think this is some sort of trap they’re trying to lure us into.” Mael said, “We should at least hear them out. The longer this war continues, the more likely it becomes that our own race becomes permanently crippled from this war.” “I agree with Mael on this,” Tarmiel said, “We should at least give them a chance to show us their offer first.” “The sooner we get this war over, the less lives need to be taken.” Sariel added in, “It would be easier to make peace with the demons rather than attempt to eradicate them. Even if that peace is temporary, it would allow others to heal from this war.” Ludociel saw his opinion was outnumbered three to one, possibly even four to one if he counted Lady Elizabeth’s silent vote. Begrudgingly, he decided to listen to Meliodas’s proposal. If it was a waste of his time, Ludociel wouldn’t hesitate to slaughter all of the ten commandments. “Fine. What are your conditions?” Ludociel said through clenched teeth, “I only promise that I will consider them, anything else will not be guaranteed.” “My conditions are simple.” Meliodas said, “I demand Elizabeth’s hand in marriage.” Everyone, even the Ten Commandments were brought back at Meliodas’s demand. The only one who wasn’t stunned was Gowther, who was the only one Meliodas trusted with the knowledge of his relation with Elizabeth. But even he was a little surprised at how up front he was about it. “YOU WANT WHAT!?” Ludociel shouted towards the yellow haired demon  “I will not allow you to do such a thing!” Mael said, being equally infuriated as his older brother. “You have no say in this, you are not Elizabeth.” Meliodas said, “As you are very much aware, a goddess being on speaking terms with a demon is shameful in your world. So how much more humiliating would it be if one of your most divine married one? You get the peace you want, while we get to humiliate you one last time. It's a fair trade, wouldn’t you say so?” “I accept your offer.” Elizabeth said The four archangels stood there in shock, she couldn’t have just said that. Not only did Meliodas just explain how humiliating it would be, but her mother could disown her for this. Making her lose all authority she has over the goddess race. “Lady Elizabeth, you can’t be serious.” Tarmiel said, “I’m starting to think this might be a trap.” “If it means bringing an end to this holy war, then I’ll gladly suffer any humiliation awaiting me.” Elizabeth said, “Like Mael said, I don’t think this is a trap, but even if it is, I am more than capable of holding my own against Meliodas.”  She flew down in front of Meliodas, and extended a hand towards the head of the Ten commandments. Meliodas looked at her hand then back up at her, he shook Elizabeth’s hand. Both of them silently vowed to start a new era for both demons and goddesses alike. “I look forward to figuring out all the specifics needed for our marriage.” News spread throughout all the realms that the Holy War is being brought to a close. While many rejoiced knowing that the war would soon be over, others started to despise Elizabeth for how she decided to end it. The only thing that stopped the goddess race from going into a civil war was that the four archangels reluctantly sided with Elizabeth over the other side. “Brother, I know how you feel, I hate this as much as you do.” Ludociel said, trying to comfort his brother, “But the war is finally over, so why don’t we go home?” “Home?” Mael asked, “I don’t understand what you mean. This is my home, is it not?” “No, this is my home.” Ludociel said, “You were dragged out of your home and into this war. I know your mother misses you, it's been over 300 years since she’s last seen you.” “Are you saying that we are going to go see her?” “Yes, I am” “Thank you.” Mael gave a hug to his brother before heading to his room to grab something. He went straight to his bookshelf before grabbing a small chest off of its top shelf, it was relatively dusty on the outside after not being touched for a few years. Opening it, he smiled after he saw the contents of it were still intact. Inside was a small worn out plush of a dog, it had several stitches after many decades of loving use. “Mother, please wait for me,” Mael said as he put the chest back on the shelf, “because I am coming home.”