20.
The wrath of the Gods.
“If time could be quantified by all, then it will be meaningless
to those who lived out it.” Lucifer looked to the reddish skies on the horizon.
It was the direction towards the city that he once dwelled in. It had been
three weeks or more since their last battle with the demons. He had suffered
some injuries and needed time to recover. So were Michael and Gabriel who were
nursing back their strength. Even their wings were damaged in the battle,
requiring time to grow back new feathers. They had taken refuge at the Diner,
and while there, there were the reports from the demons of Hell under the
influence of Lucifer.
“Master of Hell, we seek you to guide.” The singled horned demon
crouched on its knees had its head on the ground before its master. “We are battled
on every front; by the Angels and the new hordes of demons commanded by Azrael
and Mother Lilith. We are confused about what were our allies have now become
foes. The Angels themselves have banded under Raphael and Uriel. They are
attacking us and the other demons. They are fewer than the demons, and I heard
of may have perished.”
“And what have you done? You abandoned your allies to cower at my
feet. Do you expect mercy? You should know for those of us from Hell, mercy
does not exist.” Lucifer glared at the crouched demon. “Return to the battle
and do not seek me anymore.”
The demon raised itself up and towered over the height of Lucifer.
It held its horn up and with the frame, it held four limbs like Man, and yet
its body was covered with scales.
“I will return to the battle, Master Lucifer. I will not seek you
no more. You will no longer be my master. I will battle on my own banner and if
victory decides on me, I will return for your horns.” The single horn demon
then turned to the group of demons that had been his followers. “Fight with me,
or desist.”
The group of twenty demons murmured among themselves while looking
at Lucifer. It was then Lucifer spoke up.
“Demons of Hell. I command you to fight on. Whether it’s my banner
or not, you are all the demons from Hell. Fight on or lose your existence.”
Lucifer told the demons.
“We will battle, Master. But no more in your banner. The demons
will be under my leadership.” The single horn demon stepped away and was
followed by the group. Lucifer's anger was seen in his grip on the trident. In
the realm when he was their Master, such action will have them all terminated
but he was no more in power. He needed time to recover.
“Looks like you lost your realm, brother.” Lucifer heard the voice
of Michael. He was surprised that the Angel called him brother despite the war
they had fought.
“The Fallen shall rise but not today. They need time to regroup
and while then let the minions do our battle.” Lucifer replied and then he
looked at Gabriel who had stood a distance away. “What ails your brother?”
“A loss of identity or perhaps his calling. He calls towards the
Supreme has not been replied. It seems that he was banished like you for
helping …. Legion.”
“Yes, Legion, I wondered how she fared. And my Charlie.”
Unseen then by the trio of recovering Angels, a tense battle
waged.
Mother Lilith looked at the city map with the areas marked with
different shades. She was in the basement of the tall building surrounded by
the minions of the Celestial. The war was getting nowhere between them and the
Angels. The Seraph Warriors were depleted by the previous engagement at the
Diner but the Angels were reinforced by mankind. Those miscreants have
banded and fought alongside the Angels with their weapons; crude but deadly.
The Celestial has summoned a dozen or more cauldrons and from it, the hordes of
demons have emerged.
“I want to take this area by nightfall.” Mother Lilith laid her
right hand over the map area. “Ba-zen, you will lead.”
Mother Lilith looked at the six tentacle figure with its body mass
that resembled the octopus but the tentacles held claws instead of suction. The
demon at the height of over eight feet slithered off followed by a group of
other demons.
“How fare our battle with the Hell’s demons?” Mother Lilith looked
to the demon who was to brief her. The demon was manlike dressed in the
three-piece dark suit and bowler hat, stepped over with the steps of the
penguin. The manlike demon had the facial expression of a clown with the red
nose and that’s where it stopped resembling. The demon eyes were deeply sunken
and the lips of the mouth were wide.
“We are making grounds, Mother. The Hell’s fighters are hitting
the outposts in sneak and destroy moves. We are taking casualties and so are
they.” The demon reported in.
“To Hell with you.” Mother Lilith right arm reached out towards
the demon. Her arm extended out elongated and then pierced the demon in the
chest. The demon then exploded into bits and pieces. The scene of the attack
shook the others in the basement.
“Now move it. And give me my brief on time.” Mother Lilith
retracted her arm. She then looked at Azrael. “What is your situation?”
“I have nothing. Uriel and Raphael are leading the Angels. Michael
and Gabriel are still out of the works.”
“Then send the demons to the Diner. Finish the killing.” Mother
Lilith replied. “And find the child. The child is the key to the war.”
“Mother Lilith, I have something new to report. The Celestial has
retrieved for us more cauldrons. They are positioned in various parts of the
city with more demons emerging from it. He cautioned that they are the last
cauldrons and we need to protect it.”
“The final battle will be fought then.” Lilith voiced out.
Legion
“Three years have elapsed and all I do is sit here.” Charlie was
lamenting on her calm stay at Atlantis. She was dressed in the loose tunic and
spend her time doing calisthenics and some weapon training. Her weapons are
crude; swords and shields but she was getting better at it. It was the will of
the Moth Elders. They have said that the mother needs to be strong to protect
the child. Charlie had relented but soon caught on. She knew that her escape
from the Moth Elders may require physical battle and she will be ready
“Not for me, but for my child.” Charlie had looked and watched
over the child named Legion then who was at half her height. The child in the
three years has doubled in the growing form. She was already a young child who
instead of playing was reading with the Moth Elders at the ancient texts. The
group started off with Elders and then geometrically increased in numbers every
other day. She was already facing fifty Elders then at the session.
“Legion is not any child. She is the Balance.” Bob had told her.
“She is being prepared. The events of the realms are unbalancing with the Supreme
and Celestial at conflict. Mankind suffered in the war.”
“And I want my child back. My child who is three years old and
wants to be with her mother.” Charlie had seen Legion daily but the child has
distanced from her ever since she turned six months in age. She has led away daily
to the Great Hall and introduced to the Moth Elders there. The fifty over
persons of elderly look will speak to the child and from there coached the
child. It will be a daily ritual until nightfall when the child returns to her
mother.
“Charlie, I am aware of my role now.” It was from Audrey. She was told
three years ago about her true identity and since then, she has been adapting to
the new life. Her routine was the same as Charlie. It was Kyle and Jeep who
were still resisting the change.
“I have a purpose in my journey,” Audrey replied.
“Everyone of us has a purpose but mine may not be here. Have you
seen Jeep?” Charlie asked.
“They are still in confinement,” Audrey replied. “They are resisting
the makeover. The Moth Elders are concerned. They may be tainted in their
identity.”
“Tainted? You mean they are refusing to believe in all this shit.”
Audrey will not reply to Charlie. Ever since they arrived at
Atlantis, she had been given the insights into her life and her role as the
Elder. It was as if she was reincarnated by the previous soul. She was
disbelieving but the event that slowly infolds before her makes her think
differently. She could identify with the events that were shown to her. She was
given training in handling certain artifact to enhance her soul. She had met
Kyle several times but he persists on being himself.
“No, they are not tainted. They are just refusing to see
themselves in the new life.”
“I am not. I am only here for …. My child. She is growing too fast
and forgetting me as her mother.” Charlie yearned for her child. “I want her
back. Not as Legion but my child.”
“There is no turning back, Charlie. We are the ones to right the
balance of power and faith.” Audrey stepped away leaving Charlie to her own
thoughts. Audrey met Bob outside the hall in the corridor.
“Charlie is still in anguish over her child,” Audrey told Bob. The
other nodded and then told Audrey that Kyle sought her at the chamber.
“He asked for you and only you,” Bob told Audrey.
Later then, Audrey approached Kyle in the assigned chamber, where
he remained with two guardians. The guardians are a pair of Elder Moths but
they are trained in the different parts of arts. They do not acknowledge
Audrey when she walked past the. She saw Kyle in the assigned chamber. He was
dressed in the loose tunic and sandals. He was doing calisthenics on his own.
He had grown older with the beard and the waist-length hair.
“You asked for me?” Audrey addressed Kyle.
“Yes, I am ready to be one with you.” Kyle charged at her. He
leaped onto her but Audrey crouched down before she rolled to the left. She got
up on the roll and leaped high. Kyle saw her movement and counter move on the
lady. He went for her on the left side but her leap had escaped him. He reached
out with his arms to grab her but again she evaded his grasp.
“How did you?” Kyle voiced out in anger.
“Just as well for me to know your next moves,” Audrey replied. “I
have not been in training to protect Legion but to guard on you.”
“How… and what are you now?” Kyle questioned on.
“I am Charlee, the Craft
Designer.” Audrey stood on the right side of Kyle. “I was waiting for your
move.”
“How did you guess? I have been trained by the army to hide my
moves.” Kyle asked.
“I don’t. I only know. Why do you think you were isolated?” Audrey
replied. “Jeep and yourself were considered as possible allies.”
“I won’t be. I have my own beliefs.” Kyle refused to be
assimilated into the war.
“And you will not live here in Atlantis.” Audrey clasped her hands
together in front and then held out towards Kyle. “Perish, demon.”
A streak of blue and red light lashed out form Audrey’s hands
towards Kyle. It impacted on the other at the chest, and a blanket of energy
soon surrounded the body. Kyle cried out in pain while his body was lifted from
the ground. The frame of the body was stretched and twisted while its host
screamed in pain. Just when Kyle was to feel the life force withdraw from his
body, he felt relief then. He fell onto the floor.
“Who intrudes on my action?” Audrey looked to the back of her.
“You cannot terminate Kyle.” The voice belonged to Percy. “He
holds the right to refuse. He still remained the ally to Legion. Just as Jeep
is too. He is also our key to the downfall of the Celestial. There is much
you have yet to know.”
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