[ WP ] The straw that broke the Grimm Reaper 's back

`` Look, I get why you were so fed up but do n't you think this just makes things worse?'' 
 
 `` You know what Michael, I do n't care. When you an Samael came to me and offered the job I was stoked. It was great for a while, but after the son died things began to change.'' 
 
 `` I get it Azrael, you are disappointed, but you know this is not what we wanted when it was time for you to become Abaddon.'' 
 
 A black wind begins to blow... 
 
 `` Take it easy on him Mikey, when He left without warning, without guidance you should have known things would become fucked up.'' 
 
 Michael turned to their new companion, cloaked in shadow but his angelic form clearly discernible. `` Of course you do n't care, if you would have had it your way they would have kept their rotted souls AND their sentience.'' 
 
 `` So it's my fault He decided to leave well enough alone?'' 
 
 Abaddon discards his cloak and scythe, revealing a fearsome suit of armor of shifting flame and blades. `` Seriously, the whole reason you guys needed me was because He did n't want them to live forever. Since he never intended for the souls to leave we could n't just let them rot. We were just trying to work with what we had. I'm going to wipe it all away anyway, so what does it matter if we just let this run its course.'' 
 
 The mists surrounding Michael clear and the rage can clearly be seen on his face. `` You said it yourself, we could n't just let the souls rot, they are sacred for His sake! Plus look at that mess!'' 
 
 `` At least they are n't sentient too.'' 
 
 `` Shut up Samael! I'm sure you would like that though, cutting off the flow of sentience so He actually comes back to find out whats going on. Meanwhile you go running back to hangout with Lucifer while we get ripped new ones.'' 
 
 `` Ok, both of you stop, whats done is done. You put me in charge. I made the decision. The souls are about as sacred as those sacrifices they used to offer to Him. All they do is hold the sentience, which is all He really cared about. So what if they have the minor little side effect or reanimating their corpses in an attempt to steal the sentience away from someone else. It hurts no one.'' 
 
 `` It hurts the ones who are still alive!'' 
 
 `` They stopped listening to us. They stopped listening to each other. They refused to get along and only really made any progress in spreading chaos and hate. They chose to hurt themselves, not me. I do n't care about them any more! How can I when they do n't even care about each other? I'm not taking their souls anymore. I'm just going to sit here and watch them turn into walkers, giving them the chaos and fear they wanted all along, and when the last one dies I will go down and destroy everything. There's nothing else you can say Michael, it's done.'' 
 
 `` Fine, enjoy your show. I'm going to go track Him down and find out what his next plan is for sentience.'' Michael turns and shifts out of existence. 
 
 `` Mind if I join you?'' 
 
 `` Sure Sam, grab some couch.'' 
 

