“You go too far,” Jove screaming. The second son of Jehovah was enraged. Being told to release his harem as of last night; the golden goatee angel with black wings assumed it was a drunken dream. Thinking he had too much wine as he woke up in an alley behind the closest place heaven has to a den of inequity; a rowdy tavern. He was hung over and when he saw the time, he was late; late for guard duty that he thought he had. Jove hated the dreadful task; more so as he was demoted to Lord Gatekeeper.
So when he arrive to begin his shift; clearly disheveled and reeking of booze, he was soon swiftly informed by the captain of the palace guard that he missed his shift for the evening and that he was being investigated for dereliction of duty. The guard being in a condescending nature, was told to speak to daddy if the baby didn’t like it. So Jove barges through the doors nearly bowling over Arch-angel Michael and a wolftaur angel he didn’t recognize.
“Out of my way,” Jove barking; “the son of god arrives.”
“Asshole,” the wolftaur angel retorts; flipping the angel the bird.
Jove just stood there stunned as Michael chuckles; clearly grinning as the wolftaur turns around, raises his dove like wings and flies off.
“Taurs don’t fly,” Jove looking stunned.
“My nephew does,” Michael grinning as he flaps his wings and lifts off.
Jove just shook his head.
‘Deal with later,’ he thought; ‘father’s latest crap first.’
“So we are agreed,” Jehovah looking at the council as they nod in unison; “When Michael returns, we will assess the situation and the images we just witness.”
“Father,” Jove shouting; not caring about what they were talking about as he interrupted the current business. Not knowing that the Wolftaur that just flipped him off was Enoch Morningstar, son of Lucifer and now and angel. “What’s this about me being investigated for dereliction of duty,” Jove screaming.
“You had a shift at the gate,” Jehovah answering; “with Michael’s daughter Abrielle. I just read her detailed report of how you flew off just at the start of said shift. Just after the time we had that chat regarding your collection,” Jehovah stressing the last word. “You also look fairly intoxicated as we talked,” Jehovah staring at his son; “and judging by your current appearance, you still are.”
Jove stood and glared. He didn’t want to admit his father was right; he was drunk last night, just hungover right now.
“But the investigation,” Jove; trying to steer the conversation before betting interrupted.
“Is a result of several complaints of you ditching your duties,” Jehovah cutting off his son. “It’s not Abrielle who just complained about you,” god adding; “it’s just about every palace guardsman!”
“Bah,” Jove being dismissive; “they are just common angels, not worth addressing.”
“Is that how you treat your wife Juno,” Jehovah getting up from his chair. “Is that how you treat your harem,” Jehovah approaching his son getting mere inches from his face. “And is that how you address your father? By being dismissive?”
Jove was silent; he stared at every single member of the council. Only Odin, Metatron, Michael and the new Custodia Ordins; the last he has not yet met, were not present. Those that were there just looked at him coldly. Oddly enough, only his older brother Jesus showed any reaction; by shaking his head in disappointment.
“So regarding our conversation last night,” Jehovah getting back to his throne; “do you intend to release your slave harem?”
“Am I being ordered to,” Jove knowing this won’t end well for him.
Yes,” Jehovah responding; “and afterwards, we are going to enact a new law. Barring the possession and or collection of angels; be they once human or demon,” Jehovah thinking of the current angel Lucy who was once a demon; “for the purpose of possessing a harem. We’ll call it Jove’s law,” Jehovah smiling; “so that all will know who to look up at as they celebrate their emancipation; or are forced to watch as their harem is emptied out.”
“And I can assume,” Jove trying to lessen the fallout on him; “that Dionysus will also be made to free his court? He has a large harem,” Jove talking quickly.
“If I may interrupt,” Jesus stepping forward; “while most of are well aware of Dionysus’s eccentricities, collecting slaves for a pleasure harem is not one of them. Despite Kusheil’s vigorous investigations,” Jesus looking at his brother; “the grand inquisitor has found no evidence that those who attend Dionysus’s court are in anyway indentured. In fact,” Jesus adding; “Kusheil has found the horny Angelic Satyr well informed in regards to various individuals in Hell. Dionysus court is replete with rumors regarding the devilsh side of the Morningstar family.”
“His palace was neutral ground,” a council member chiming in; “long before the treaties with heaven and hell.”
“Yes,” Jehovah taking control of the floor; “Dionysus is a big supporter of free will and freer libidos.” That last comment elicited a hearty chuckle before Jehovah silence the room. “Jove, my son,” Jehovah speaking; “you will release your harem over to the custody of the palace guard forthwith, where they will be free to chart their own course as they see fit. Furthermore,” Jehovah looking at his son; “I hereby strip you of your title as Lord Gatekeeper.”
“You go too far,” Jove screaming; his rage clearly directed to his father.
“I’ve gone too far,” Jehovah snapping back; “It wasn’t me that skipped his royal duty in a fit of pique and came back to the palace looking like a stool sample. It wasn't me who stirred up his worshipers to murder the early Christians out of jealousy toward his brother. "And it wasn't me who went too far to accumulate a harem of slave spouses!" But if you want me to go too far,” Jehovah in no more mood for this; "how about I banish you to limbo to help care for the soul trees! Or would you like to go all the way down,” God emphasizing his point; he could exile his son to hell if he so desired.
“I think it’s time you leave brother,” Jesus doing his best to diffuse the tension.
“Don’t you dare tell me what to do,” Jove snapping back before turning to his father; “this is not over!”
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Semyaza smiled as he watched Jove storm out of the palace; arriving to help further his plan in Kusheil’s fall. He already planted the seed that Jehovah asked him to remove intelligence reports; Semyaza left the inquisition with a large document detailing Kusheil’s erratic behaviour to help defend himself as Jehovah will naturally ask the angel if Kusheil’s allegation have any merit.
“Can you please inform Jehovah the I Semyaza, chief adjutant to the Grand Inquisition is here to inform our lord over some troubling reports that I have so dutifully prepared for him.” Semyaza looking concerned on the outside; however he was positively giddy on the inside.
“One moment,” The guardsman giving a fellow guard a curt nod to rely the message to approach.
Semyaza was patient, he didn’t have to wait for long as guard got the signal to open the door granting Semyaza entry.
“Time to make a move,” Semyaza smiling to himself as he heads down the corridor to meet with god.