Chapter Text
1. In the beginning
Michael knew an Adam before Adam Milligan. Technically, they knew several, theoretically speaking, following down the lines of descent as they wound down to the Winchester specific branch.
But Michael had actually spoken to the first Adam before they'd ever even taken a vessel. Like Adam Milligan, the first human could speak to angels. See them in all their glory had God had made them when the universe began, split off fragments of heat and ice and dust and air in the creation of stars.
The original Adam was, like his descendent, tremendously unlucky. His first wife was the first demon, wandering off one day from Eden and never seen until she had to be fought off when Cain was born.
And Eve , though no prophet ever caught wind of it, was mother to more than just the first humans. After Abel's death, and Cain's running away with a mark and jawbone in hand, she was never quite the same. Even Seth's birth didn't quite cheer her up. Understandable...in a way.
So she made children without Adam, all on her own, who hated their predecessors. It pained Michael's grace. Reminded them of their brother's swift downfall after Adam first breathed. How wonderful Adam had been, when their father had touched him. How full of innocence sand wonder and embued with the very sense of earth itself .
But all things must come to an end
"Adam." Michael had said, brushing the man's cheek with a tendril of light.
"Have you come to torment me again?" He had railed. "Like you tore us from the garden?"
"I come to pay my condolences. For the loss of your children and wife."
"And you did nothing to stop it!"
"My father did not tell me to. All is destined according to his will."
"You have beset me with curses and pain in the form of these bitches!
Michael had withdrawn, curling away from Adam and folding their wings behind them. "You have troubles with female dogs?"
"No, all these women! All my problems have come from women."
A shudder ran through Michael, piercing through light and sound before their grace could pull itself back together. They arranged themselves into a higher register before speaking again. "The fall changed you more than I thought. I see in you the darkness that colored the light bringer's thoughts."
Adam only hissed, a primal sound
"Perhaps I should ask father if he means to begin again. That seems to be the only path forward. Maybe this was a lesson for the angels.
"No, no, no!" Adam moaned. "I will worship you. Exalt God into glory. Only let me live."
" I cannot decide for God." Michael drew their wings out to move back to heaven and their post.
"Wait."
Michael did
"Experience the world my way and you shall see." Adam held out a hand to Michael's grace. Michael wrapped themself around the hand, and read into Adam's thoughts
Michael took his first steps onto the earth, saw muted colors, tasted the minerals in the air, and still couldn't see.