Cast down from Heaven, but not banished to Hell? Fuck my life. Remiel thought as the ground beneath him gave way and crumbled.

Remiel fell. His wings would not flap, bound as they were. No doubt they would burn up as he entered the atmosphere. He looked up and could no longer see the glimmering spires of the silver city.

He fell a long time before he finally saw the clouds of Earth. Remiel felt his wings catch fire as he started falling faster. He fell faster and faster, as the ground rose up to catch him. He landed in a pile of rubble near the highway. Remiel looked to the west and saw a sprawling city. Situated on a mountainside overlooking the city, was the word “Hollywood”.

“Los Angeles? Damn it. God, in His infinite wisdom, would see fit to send me to the City of Angels. Infinite wisdom, my ass. More like infinite sarcasm. Well, it would seem He has given me a new lease on life. Might as well make the most of it.” Remiel said, as he shrugged off the charred remains of his wings.