Legion; Resurrected Chapter 2

2.

Michael

Michael stood on the doorway to the chamber that he was to step in. He had changed his suit into the toga wrapped around him. It was the attire they all wore when not in uniform. He had taken the walk through the city. It was his home for eons, living among his brethren, never having to worry there. He only took leave of the city when he was assigned to battle the ones called the Fallen. It was a short battle but it broke the oath of brotherhood among the brethren since the betrayal of Adam and Eve. The city of Eden was never the same since then; the rift had not healed. The Fallen numbering about seven hundred brothers and sisters were all named, defeated or hunted till then by the others. The Fallen were led by Brother Lucifer with the influence of six others, they managed to convince more of the others to join. It was not hard to convince them for they were already outside of Eden then. The ones who joined the Fallen were then already in the other dimension. It was the command of HER to go there and interact.

“Go to them. They are promising to evolve to become better.”

The brethren had descended by the few in the earlier stage, and then more joined in. Maybe it was a mistake or a wrong vision of the destiny, the brethren assimilated into the other dimension, and soon a new outlook appeared. The ones who were there refused to return to Eden.

And a reckoning was called.

Michael led the army to bring them back.

Michael won the battle but he did not win the war.

The Fallen were defeated but the few had evaded the hunt.

Of those, Lucifer was one.

Some of the Seraphs were stationed in that dimension to hunt them.

The Diner

“Well, hello.” The one who stepped through the Diner door was an elderly lady. She was slouching in her stride, dressed in the pink gingham dress with flats and the wide-brimmed hat on her head. She had in her left hand the dark umbrella. Bob went forth from the counter to assist the lady but she waved him off with the umbrella.

“Son. I can walk my way to the restroom without you peeking at me.” Bob was embarrassed by the lady's outright remarks. He stopped in his steps and stood there like the kid caught with the hand in the cookie jar. He could hear Percy sniggering at the grill, and probably Charlie’s baby kicking at the uterus.

“Thank you, son. I will need coffee when I am done. Black and no sugar. Leave it at the table.” The elderly lady smiled at Bob before she ventured on. Bob put on a weak smile and looked for volunteers to do the task but none was there. Charlie was busy serving the couple then, and Percy was himself, at the grill. He then poured the coffee and took it to a vacant table. He then decided to check on Jeep. It was his excuse to leave the Diner.

Charlie saw Bob leaving by the side door when she served the couple with their food. She saw the elderly lady had stepped into the restroom. She then felt her need too; the baby was always kicking and that caused her the need to urinate. She looked to the younger lady and saw her seated there unmoving. She shifted her look to the young man. He was looking outside at the gas pump. She looked outside and saw the cars there. There was another car there; an older model who was rare to see on the route. It carried some western plate and that made it rarer for that gizmo would not have made the journey. Or maybe it was well maintained or a new neighbor in the desert.

“God! I must be mad.” Charlie muttered to herself.

“Pardon me.” Charlie heard the remark by Sandra.

“Did you say something?” Sandra asked again.

“Uh… No. I was just … Never mind.” Charlie replied.

“How’s the baby?”

“Pardon…. You are talking to me now.” Charlie’s insolence stirred up. It had nothing to do with her pregnancy but her usual self.

“You asked about my baby. Well, the baby is fine. I am due in another month.” Charlie thought of the nearest hospital which was two hour’s drive by car. She was thankful for Jeep who stood in for the lying bastard who placed the child inside her.

“Oh, the father…” Sandra placed on her fake smile. She had regretted asking.

“Oh, he is not around.  I think he died that day we fucked.” Charlie was getting into her mood then. “I was not sure which one he was. There were a few.”

With that, Charlie stepped away leaving the couple with the disgust in their expression. Sandra was never the last one with any words. She took her fight towards Howard.

“Why are we here? Because your car had to break down here? Or was it the driver did not have any brains to get a new model.” Sandra lamented on the reason they were there.

Howard looked away from his wife and his meal. He had taken only a bite of it and disliked the taste. It was not the city’s standard or even by its street offering. His mind went back to his predicament. He took the trip because his wife had insisted that their daughter get the best education. It was not to be in Las Vegas but in Arizona.

“And we can sightsee the land.” Sandra continued on. “And family time.”

Howard regretted it already. He wished there were more coyotes he could run over.

“Hey, sweetie. Can I see you?” The elderly lady had taken her seat where the coffee was set. “I am new here.”

It was then Bob returned to the Diner. He had spoken to Jeep on the car. The reply was not good. The radiator was leaking and two belts needed to be replaced. He had none in the spares, and the radiator was out of his scope.

“We got to get the spares from the city. I can drive there….” Jeep looked to the skies. “It’s still three or four hours to dusk.”

“No, Jeep. They can wait. I will call the shop. They can deliver tomorrow. The slickers will pay.” Bob told Jeep. He was not upset with the couple but reckoned he could make some extra dollars.

“Where will they sleep?”

“Heck! They can sleep in the Diner. I don’t care. Now go back to what you were doing.” Bob took the short walk back to the Diner. He wanted to tell the couple the sad news when he saw the elderly lady. The later was calling Charlie.

“What can I do for you, lady?” Charlie still smarting on her mood asked the lady. Bob interrupted the conversation when he called out to Charlie.

“Did you pay the Cable Company?” Bob was motioning to the tele set which was displaying static. He turned to the patrons. “Pardon the reception. It gets cranky at times.”

Charlie turned to the owner. He was not very good at the bill paying and had Charlie pays the bills. It was his way not to be harassed by it. He deplored paying the bills.

“I did but the disc needs replacing. The storm last month wrecked it and if not for Jeep, we would not have survived it.” Charlie replied. They relied on Jeep to do the maintenance. Charlie then felt the hand on her buttock. She turned to look at the person who touched her. It was the elderly lady and Charlie brushed the handoff.

“No hands touching, please. I am not a polecat dancer.” Charlie snapped back.

“Well for one, I think your manners is deplorable.” The elderly lady replied. “And your unborn bastard will die soon.”

That remark caused Charlie to lose her emotions and reacted in a bitter manner.

“Fuck you, bitch.” Charlie snapped back.

“And you will be.” The elderly lady replied with a sneer. She then tossed the coffee in the cup towards Charlie. The hot drink splashed onto the waitress apron.  Bob saw the act and reacted.

“Hey! Back off from my staff.” Bob called out to the elderly lady. He treated his staff like his old mates in the Marines.

“Screw you, Corporal. I will eat you like the bitch here.” The elderly lady stood up and snared at Bob. He was surprised the lady knew his military rank. “You are all going to die.”

With that warning, the elderly lady leaped onto the table with her legs spread out in the squat position. She then jumped from there towards the left wall and clung on it with her limbs. She was like a spider on the wall and her head snapped back to her spine to stare at Charlie.

“You are soon to die.”

Howard reacted in haste and stood up to defend the waitress. It was then the elderly lady landed onto Howard and pushed him to the floor. They crashed onto the table behind and before Howard could defend himself, the elderly lady took a bite at his throat. The elderly lady with her bite tore the flesh there.

“Howard!” Sandra cried out. It was Bob who rushed forward to pull the elderly lady off the man but she was heavy. She lashed out with her arm at Bob, who was thrown back by the force. She then leaped from there to the nearby table and crouched there with her arms between her legs.

“No peeking, dearie.”

Percy manning the grill saw the commotion and reacted. He tossed the cutting knife with his good hand at the elderly lady. The knife bounced off on contact.

“No back thrusting, Percy.” The elderly lady turned to stare at Percy. “You will pay for this.”

The elderly lady poised her body to leap but she was stopped mid-air by the succession of bullets that tore into her flesh. The bullets fired from the automatic rifle penetrated her flesh at the right ribs towards the side of her neck. She fell down writhing on the floor before the second burst of bullets took her predicament to a death still position.

“There will be more.” The voice came from the shooter.