NEW A/N: Welcome to the revised version of Innocence Lost! Mostly it just involves some changes to words or sentences, but there is a few hints to future plot lines in other stories that have been inserted as well as changes to scenes that I just didn’t like, being the second Gaia scene and the ending. Also, there is a totally new epilogue that has been added. I’m not going to put any extra A/Ns in until the epilogue, just so everyone knows.

I also thought I’d quickly mention that although it says 17 main characters down there, there are now 30 or so. Have fun!

Old A/N: Right, this is my big original project. Or at least, one of them. I actually have 3. ; However, this is the only one I’ve really started, especially since one of them is going to be a big Nanowrimo thing and therefore can not be started until November. But anyway- this is what I’m currently working on the most. It’s set in Heaven, and is a series of not-that-short short stories. There are so far 17 main characters. Yes, that is a lot, but different stories will focus on different immortals. Not all of them are IN this story, so don’t get confused if the count doesn’t add up. 14 of them are angels, and the other three are God, Lucifer, and Gaia. This story is extremely, EXTREMELY slashy, so if gay romance offends you, escape while you still can. Otherwise, I take no responsibility for any mental scarring you may receive when it burns your homophobic little eyes. Furthermore, this large level of yaoi relationships ranges from everything up to and including something between God and Lucifer, so if you’re Christian and this concept upsets you, I suggest you don’t read this.

All the characters, place descriptions, plot lines etc belong to me. However, the names all belong to real angels. If you’re really interested, I suggest you either find an angel dictionary, look it up on the internet or email me. On a last note? Please don’t steal my babies. If you do, I’m afraid I will have no choice but to kill you, and I really wouldn’t like that. I am quite lenient, though, and if for some crazy reason you want to write fanfiction, email me about it. As long as you acknowledge me and provide links and stuff to the original, I’ll probably be fine with it. So, without further ado, the fic!

-Celestina

Two figures rested on a hill overlooking the lower city of Heaven, one sprawled out languidly and one sitting hunched up with arms braced on his legs and his chin resting in his hands. Lucifer, hands linked behind his head, wore a very self-satisfied smirk. His shaggy, shoulder-length vibrant green hair almost blended in to the grass in a mock halo around his head, and his burnished golden eyes gleamed mischievously.

 God, on the other hand, did not look happy. His long strands of dark violet hair fell freely over his tensed up shoulders, the rest of it pulled back into a loose ponytail. His deep blood red eyes had an air of extreme annoyance about them, and the scowl darkening his features bespoke much vengeance and smiting.

 God threw his hands up into the air in disgust and flopped onto his back, stretching and muttering under his breath. Lucifer watched him curiously for a few seconds, until God felt that he had to express himself more obviously. “Gah!”

 Lucifer raised an eyebrow. “Eloquent. Mind giving a bit more detail?”

 God’s expression grew even fouler. “Oh, shut up. In case you haven’t noticed, I’m not in a good mood.”

 Lucifer’s eyes widened in exaggerated and sarcastic horror at such a revelation. “No, really? I never would have guessed! Well, fearless leader, speak of your anguish so that I may go do your bidding. Although, you know, I really do think you should do your own smiting. Or let Uriel do it, isn’t that what he’s meant to do?”

 God stuck his tongue out. “Idiot. I don’t know why I put up with you. Anyway, I’m not your fearless leader. Isn’t that the point?”

 Lucifer considered this. “Yeah, well. It’s your fault, at any rate.”

 “How exactly did you come up with that one?”

 “Easy. I didn’t make me Fall; you did.”

 God blinked. “That is such an incredibly stupid statement. I made you Fall, yes, but you deserved it. Which means, if there is any fault, it still belongs to you.”

 Lucifer rolled onto his stomach so he could face God. “I believe the matter of whether my enforced Fall was justified or not is still under debate.”

 God scoffed. “Come on! I’m not the one who chucked a complete spastic, am I? Besides, stop being so pompous. You sound like a lawyer.”

 “A lawyer? Horrors! Although, I don’t think that’d be too bad. I’d make a good lawyer. A barrister, maybe. They’re meant to be belligerent and argumentative, aren’t they? Belligerent and argumentative is what I do best!”

 “No disputing that,” God muttered.

 “Whichever way,” Lucifer continued, “I wasn’t the one who was being a stubborn pig-headed brat, was I?”

 God sighed. “Give it a rest. We’ve been over this before. I’m obviously superior to you, so why bother?”

 Lucifer grinned triumphantly. “Ah, but that’s just what you say because you can’t think of anything else and you know I’ve won.”

 God glared at him. “Yeah, whatever. Say what you will. Just because you’re not mature enough to concede to my victory.”

 Lucifer shrugged. “And that is also what you say because you can’t think of anything better and you know I’ve won. What was that about maturity, again? You’re a fine one to talk. Hypocrite.”

 “I am too mature. I’ll have you know I’m millions of years old, so hah!”

 “Yep, real mature. I’m millions of years old too, try another one.”

 “Silence, foolish mortal- oh. Wait a second.”

 “You know, mortals don’t tend to be millions of years old.”

 “Shut up.”

 “Make me.”

 “No. I can’t be bothered. Besides, the argument isn’t over yet.”

 “Yes it is. I won.”

 “It is not. And you did not.” God sniffed loftily.

 “Did too.” Lucifer’s mode of attack was tried and true.

 “Did not.”

 “Did too.”

 “Did not.”
 “Too!”

 “Not!”

 “Too!”

 “Not not not not not not not!” God snapped. There was a long silence. Lucifer started laughing, God glowering at him balefully.

 “God, how about we conclude that I am indeed far cooler than you and possess an intellect far superior to yours and move on? Like, say, to why you’re sulking?”

 “I am not sulking. I do not do sulking. I’m just brooding,” God responded automatically. Then he realised that Lucifer had gotten the last word, and that it was also too late to do anything about it. “Damn.”

 “Hey, careful. You might actually hurt someone if you don’t watch it.”

 “I wish I could damn you.” God muttered childishly.

 Lucifer made a face. “What kind of stupid comment is that? You already did, remember? I’m very much damned; in fact, I’m running the show down there in the land of said damned. I thought you were aware of that, unless you’re getting senile in your old age.”

 God seethed indignantly. “I am not getting senile! I’m omnipotent, I don’t get senile!”

 “Keep telling yourself that and you may just believe it. However, right now I’m more interested in the reason for your highly strung sulking.”

 “I don’t sulk,” God replied absently.

 “Yeah, whatever, I know. You don’t do sulking; you’re brooding omnipotently. So, go on- why?”

 God bit his lip. “It’s kind of silly, really. I mean, it’s humans again.”

 Lucifer groaned. “Oh, not again! Last time you had a hissy fit over them you flooded the whole bloody planet!”

 God sat up and crossed his arms defensively. “They deserved it!”

 Lucifer shook his head. “I begin to sense a pattern here. Maybe you should lay off the justice and let Michael do his job in peace.”

 God gave Lucifer a dirty look. “Why don’t you mind your own business?”

 “Ah, but it is my business. What did the poor sods do now, anyway?”

 “Well, they’re not following the commandments anymore. I mean, come on! I tell them ‘thou shalt not steal’, and stealing becomes the flavour of the month. I tell them ‘thou shalt not kill’, and they murder each other left, right and centre. I tell them ‘thou shalt not commit adultery’, and suddenly it becomes everyone’s favourite pastime! Whatever happened to ‘thou shalt not’?” God whined.

 Lucifer passed a hand over his eyes tiredly. “It’s not really their fault, as such.”

 God pouted. “Why not? I bet you’re just saying that. You’re doubtlessly delighted by it. In fact, the existence of adultery is probably all your fault!”

 “Don’t be a daft blockhead. You of all people should know that the whole me being evil thing is just your very inconvenient propaganda. I wish you would do something about that, by the way. You know it’s not true, and it was just petty revenge after I Fell. Not only did you not speak to me for a millennia, you spread nasty rumours down on Earth! Geez!” Stopping to catch his breath, Lucifer shook his head. “Whichever way, I actually happen to prize loyalty quite dearly,” Lucifer went on, ignoring God’s snort of disbelief. “But my point was that you created them. You should have known that this would happen if you’re so all-knowing.”

 God shook his head. “What would you expect me to do? I couldn’t have made them mindless slaves.”

 Lucifer smiled wryly. “Maybe not, but in giving them free-will, you gave them the choice to do wrong.”

 “Obviously. If I stopped them whenever they tried to make a bad decision, then I wouldn’t really be giving them freedom at all, would I?”

 Lucifer contemplated this. “Well, no. Maybe you need to do something visible and flashy to put the fear of God into them? Literally, come to think of it.”

 God wrinkled his nose. “Don’t be ridiculous. Flashy is so old-testament.”

 Lucifer tried to choke back his untimely laughter. “Yes, that is rather true. What happened there, anyway?”

 God avoided his enquiring look. “Um. I was having a bad millennia.”

 “Right. So what you really mean is that I had done something to irritate you and you took it out on the poor humans.”

 God flushed. “No comment.”

 “Maybe you need some more commandments,” Lucifer stated thoughtfully.

 “Like what?”

 “How about, ‘Thou Shalt Not Cause Thine Friends to Fall For Love’?”

God squawked and struck Lucifer with a miniature bolt of lightning. “You always have to bring that up, don’t you?”

 Lucifer rubbed his shoulder reproachfully. “Or what about, ‘Thou Shalt Not Smite Thine Friends’?”

There was a stony silence. Lucifer smirked. “Or alternatively, if that’s too much to ask, you could always go for ‘Thou Shalt Not Smite Thine Friends With Little Or No Provocation’.”

 “Go away. I’m not talking to you.”

 Lucifer rolled his eyes. “Geez, what’d I do? If you’re going to be like that, then what’s the point of hanging around?”

 God slid his hand through his hair. He had that absent, far-away, melancholy look on his face that always spelled trouble and meant that his mind was off with the faeries. “What’s the point in anything?”

 Lucifer winced. This had all the markings of a really big tantrum in the works. God stood up abruptly and looked back at Lucifer.

 “I’m going to talk to Gaia. I’ll see you later.”

 As God walked away, Lucifer thumped his palm into his forehead. God was in a mood again, and storm clouds were clearly brewing. Oh dear. This was not good. Not good at all.