SPREAD MY WINGS- A MOTHER’S WRATH
Platonic Yandere Batfamily x Neglected! Nephilim! Male! Reader
A/N: Wowie another part! This part goes over Archangel Jophiel’s POV, aka Reader’s mother!
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As the “beauty of God”, you prided yourself on illuminating minds, banishing negativity, and helping both mortals and immortal beings find joy and beauty in their everyday lives.
You were put on a pedestal since the beginning of your existence. After all, you were one of the lord’s most loyal angels and one of the most powerful beings in heaven. But even throughout your many eons of sacrifices and duties, the hardest decision you had ever made was giving up your child.
You remember it all like it was yesterday. When you brought your son into the world you were so overjoyed, but soon so much doubt, pain, and sorrow filled your mind and heart. You watched as your child stirred in your arms, so innocent, so unaware of the fact that he was born into a world he shouldn’t exist in. To many he would be considered a freak of nature, a mistake, an abomination that must be killed. But to you he was your child, your son, the joy of your life.
He deserved to be human. He deserved to have a normal life away from the responsibilities and dangers of heaven and hell. So you brought him to non-other than his mortal father, Bruce Wayne.
As you gently put the basket that held your infant son in it at the front doors of the Wayne manor, you felt the feeling in your chest of your heart breaking into a million pieces once more. You reassured yourself that this was the best choice. Bruce would take good care of him. Your son would be safe and happy with him and his family.
You were wrong.
You were so, so wrong.
You had made a terrible mistake. One that would haunt you for the rest of your immortal existence.
From the heavens, you were forced to watch Bruce, the man you loved, treat your child like he was nothing more than a nuisance. The family that was supposed to cherish him belittled and discarded him at every chance. You watched helplessly as your son had to endure their endless cruelty and abuse with Bruce turning a blind eye to his suffering. With each passing day of watching his torment, the love you felt for Bruce disappeared with it. Replaced with a burning, seething rage and hatred. That damn BASTARD. You went through the agony of bearing his child and this is how he repaid you!?! By treating his own flesh and blood lower than dirt!?!
But even through the mistreatment by his so-called father and his good for nothing family, your son grew up into a humble, compassionate, and gentle young man. You were so proud of him, you felt ashamed that you weren’t involved in his life. But seeing him awaken his angelic side and do so much good for the world gave you hope for the future.
But than his disgraceful family came crawling back to him once they realized their mistake.
Instead of accepting the responsibilities of their actions and sins, they spiraled. Guilt, shame, and obsession consumed them all as they so desperately chased after your child. Giving him frantic apologies and suffocating affection that could never make up for the many years of torment and pain they put him through. They never cared for his feelings, they abandoned that in favor of quenching their regrets and desires for forgiveness.
And when he refused them, denying them of his presence and forgiveness, something snapped in them all. They tried to chain him down. Tried to hold him back. Tried to clip his wings. Tried to control him and turn him into their sweet obedient angel.
You were practically shaking with pure rage as you watched. It radiating off your body, building up and ready to explode to unleash upon the world that wronged your child.
Bruce Wayne was going to pay.
He along with his bastard children were going to pay.
For there was not a speck of divinity left in their twisted souls! They were nothing more than self-righteous demons! Cursed Sinners! They will face the fury of God through your flaming sword as you smite them down limb from LIMB!
THEY SHALL REPENT FOR THEIR SINS THROUGH SHED TEARS AND BLOOD!
FOR EVERY TEAR THEY MADE YOUR CHILD SPILL, THEY SHALL SPILL BLOOD TENFOLD!!!
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Whether they would burn in hell for all eternity.
Or face justice through divine punishment.
You would ensure that not even in death they would find peace.
