Title:: From Up Above

Author:: Aislin

Fandom:: 07-Ghost

Characters:: Mikhail (mentioned: Teito, Frau, Raphael, Ayanami/Verloren)

Relationship:: Mikhail & Teito

Rating:: G

Length:: oneshot

Genre:: Drama, Coda

Warnings:: possessive!Mikahil, First Person POV, Anger, maybe touching BL-borders

Disclaimer:: I do not own any characters. Every credit goes to Ichihara Yukino & Amemiya Yuki.

Summary:: Mikhail, and his not quite rosy thoughts on being separated from his master.

A/N:: Inspired by Kapitel.73 (Curse)

Originally published in September, 2011. Underwent a much-needed edit in December, 2019.

From Up Above

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Humans are ridiculously foolish, that is something I have always known. They never cease to amaze me with their idiocy. Just look at the terrible wars they always start, again and again, fighting through their short-lived existence as if tomorrow would cease to exist if they didn't reach their sacred goal. Even when they do reach it, trumph lasts no more than a few days. Give them a few days, and one morning they will open their eyes to the realization that a new goal had formed inside their heads. A new goal they can sacrifice lives for.

The Chief of Heaven was clearly off in his calculations when he decided to make humans the dominating race on Earth.

It is not that I dislike humans – I am fully aware that not everyone is to blame. But I lived through thousands of years (more than men can ever imagine) and I saw a lot of things. Things I would rather forget. Things that make my immortal heart ache.

It's really no wonder that by now, I've lost the faith I had in men.

Raphael says I am bound to change my view on humans for I will always be by their side, seeing them to the World's End; that is my duty as an archangel, after all. She also says that I have to open my eyes to the pure people I might notice during that long time. She may be right: I can already see men worth my attention. Who make me understand why the Chief made this otherwise sorry race ascend.

But Raphael is not one to talk. She opened his heart to the devilish people and let her guard down. Thanks to that, she is weak now, weak to those bastards, and there is no one to stop them from using her power however they wish to.

Still saying you love these pure, innocent humans, Raphael?

I fear that the same unfortunate fate awaits my master, and I cannot do a thing to help him. I can't – not when the Eye that links us together is in the hands of the devil himself.

Verloren, my long lost companion!

I curse you.

I hate Verloren for making me witness the cruelty he treats Master with. While I was still connected to Master, I felt everything he felt, I saw every single memory of his. He is pure and beautiful despite all the dreadful, ugly things he's experienced. By some miracle, he managed to stay as untainted and clean as he was the time he descended from above to be born into a human baby. His soul is nothing like any other I have seen in my long life.

And right now, his soul is screaming with terror. I can hear it clearly, even if Master himself can't.

He lost himself again, thanks to that damned Verloren. After he finally found his strength, his memories, his real inner self...! I wanted to kill all those bastards out of anger. I despise humans like them. They dare to toy with the one most important to me!

Just wait till I reunite with Master, vermin. His rightful rage will be nothing compared to mine.

It pains me to no end that when he needs me the most, I can't be there for him.

Verloren's curiosity has done only one fortunate thing for me: for a few brief moments, it let me possess Master. Sharing one body again allowed me to see into his thoughts and emotions. Master didn't even seem to remember me – his memory was defective, altered – but I could sense that he was aware that something was amiss. He just couldn't grasp what.

His whole being is desperately searching for the lost memories that can fill the enormous holes in his soul. He is searching for his friend who, I know, he can never find anymore. Not in his original form, anyway. Oh, I don't want Master to feel the same heartbreak and grief he felt when his friend died.

And he is searching for his other important person, too... even if he is unaware of having a person like this.

I want to kill all of them for making my master's mind and heart nothing more than a blank paper. I would have done it already had Verloren not succeeded in taking the Eye away from Master again. But next time I reunite with my beloved host, I will bring them down with me. There will be no survivors left to tell the world about how I took my revenge.

And there is no doubt that a second chance will present itself to me in no time. Those foolish humans are far too curious about the Eye and the curse, and the same goes for Verloren, too. They will try to make me obey them again, and when they do, I will make them pay for what they have done to my master.

You want to subjugate the great archangel, Mikhail? Want to make him into an obedient pet, always available for a bit of war?

Just try it, and I guarantee that you are going to meet your maker, fools.

I wish I could do more to help Master. But since I can't, I can only hope that Zehel will find him soon. I hate admitting it, but he's the only person now who can make Master whole again; who can make him remember. Zehel (or rather, Zehel's host) has a link with Master far stronger and more powerful than anyone would believe. It shocked me, too. Maybe not even my link with Master can be compared to theirs. I usually feel anger and blind jealousy over this fact, but not now. Oh, definitely not now.

If Zehel can bring Master back, I will personally light the way up for him, hoping that he will find Master sooner. No one can protect Master as excellently as me, of course, but I have to admit that Zehel is the second best after me. I do not have to fear for Master's life if he has Zehel by his side. And I want Master to be safe.

I want him whole again.

I want to connect to him again.

I want to protect him from everything that could harm him in any way.

But I can't do it - not a thing, not now. If the chance presents itself, I will flee without a second thought to be by my Master's side... but until then, all I can do is to watch over him from up above with prayers on my lips.

And curses for Verloren and his bastard human puppets.

Just wait for me, my dearest Master! Hold on till I can draw you in between my protecting wings again so you have nothing to fear anymore. You are my light and hope among the sorry humans, the only treasure, the only thing precious to me. And I promise I will never let them touch you in this dirty way again.

You will remain untainted, I will make sure of that. Just hold on, and the next time I am within you, I will never let anyone separate us again.