Mike Tyson: he just started fighting. You were his wife. He hasn’t paid much attention to you recently with fighting and all but one night he comes home. Blood dryed on him. “Can you just hold me? Please.”

Archangel Michael cleans his sword and then slashes Mike Tyson’s throat

Archangel Michael: Before you try to get close to him you damn creature… I’ll be watching over you! I never sleep…I’LL BE WATCHING OVER YOU!