Injustice Served (Alternate Timeline?)

It is my time to stand judged. A judge sits before me solemnly, I cannot help but notice I have no laywer, my mind races through some core components, and I realize this is a fraudulent trap. I bite my tongue, realizing that I might be the only one who recognized this so fundamentally. They read my actions, true, and each striking a degree of shame into my heart, clearly the intention. Then they read the verdict "you have been judged and sentenced to an eternity in hell." The word hell rings in my ears, but not for the reason intended. I see what they have in mind, this oligarchy of demons, or perhaps evil men, that have somehow established this waypoint between apparent death and the gates of heaven, sending all to a hell of their own making. But they bet on something incorrectly, they bet no one would be able to construct their way out of their schemes. I consider my words carefully, then I consider that actions would speak much louder, especially here, and no subtlety is actually required of me.

I grow to triple my size, wings sprouting from my back, as their expressions shift to shock and they scream for order. The guards approach with their shackles, designed to imprison souls, but before they can reach me I say with a growl "Objection." The guards freeze in their tracks, not of their own free will, and the judge's face turns to horror.

"I see who you are, nothing like what you proclaim to be, now written plainly on your face." His face and form now twist into the demon that he is. "You should have never put me on this stand, but you would not succeed if I could not be trapped, so you took a chance. It is your last in some time if you did not have the good sense to try me first." He gulped as I peered into his soul, he had not, others were already writhing, rage consumed me, no longer a man, but now the beast they had been hoping to trap without actually seeing. My wings caught ablaze as fire rained from the sky. The courtroom erupted, and I saw what it truly was: a sorcerous prison, designed to sequester its proceedings from the sight of God. It was flawed of course, I had brought God with me, and God did not seem inclined to stop me as I lashed out.  I saw the pit, the seal over it allowing only a one way trip. I saw the souls, unable to think of anything but each moment of agony passing slowly. I flip the seal with a word and wave, and they rush out all at once, each forgetting their time spent imprisoned, except for moments they chose to cling to like the memory of a dream.  The judge approached me as if to kill me, one last desperate dive, but I have already taken flight. As he lands, his amulet of teleportation shatters, his only hope for escaping his own prison. "I'll be back, eventually." As I leave, my wings beat once to nonchalantly finish the seal that had been started, for good measure.  I can not hear his screams.

I stand before the judge. My lawyer stands alongside, I sense this is correct, but something does not feel quite right. My lawyer stands silent, but places his hand on my shoulder conveying reassurances and to set me at ease.  "You stand accused, (my crimes are sped through with expedience, shame still striking with each word, but it is like a bandaid ripping off, already loose), but he has spoken up for you. Therefore you are absolved, and will now enter heaven." I find myself bold and driven enough to speak. "Will she be there?" My lawyer catches my eye and shakes his head, and panic grips me. Fortunately I had prepared for this encounter as well, and I step forward humbly, speaking entirely in stream of consciousness.

"Sir I cannot go to heaven under these conditions. If you were to force me, it would not be heaven without her. If you were to make me forget her, it would not be me you would be bringing in. I believe your word is true for all, and these things are true for me, so if it is I you seek to bring into heaven, we have a paradox."

I shake as I await a reply. The judge still sits in silence, but I feel my lawyer's hand on my shoulder once more. "Now you see what I am faced with, in regards to every single one of you. We accept your paradox, and will stay judgement on this case until it is resolved, go get her brother."