College writing, We Were All Deceived

We were all deceived. Well, I suppose there were some that actually understood what they were getting to, and wanted to support Lucifer anyway. For most of us, though, we were angels--literally. We might have been a bit rebellious, sure. There were those of us who wanted a change of pace, or maybe just a bit more glory going to us rather than Him Almighty. There were others who followed Lucifer because he had authority, charisma, a winning smile; we followed him because it seemed like the right thing to do at the time, following the orders of such a respected and well-known angel. We followed his orders, even when they started getting a little iffy. And he wanted to do something different, he wanted to make a change. He gathered a third of heaven's angels--that's us, his loyal, uninformed, deceived followers.
We knew, in varying degrees, that we were rebelling against the Almighty. We didn't think it would turn into all-out war. Lucifer never mentioned that we were going to try to take heaven by storm, never explained that we'd be outnumbered two-to-one against angels that were empowered and backed by Almighty God.
The details don't matter. Details are just candy sprinkles, blips of angels we might have hurt, maybe even killed, little meaningless victories sprinkled on the icing of overwhelming defeat. It wasn't even a fight, not really; the thing about fighting an omnipotent being is that one second everything's fine, and the next second, bam, we're hit so hard that we ripped right out of heaven, down past earth, and then we all just kept falling into the Abyss. I don't think Hell even existed before; God hit us so hard that he had to create some other realm where we could land in broken heaps.
That's what matters; we lost. We lost everything. Our shining light, our halos, clean robes, our home...everything. We lost Heaven, and all we got for our pain was Hell.
All because we followed orders, and were deceived.