Off in the distance, they saw a few astronauts walking towards the scene, workers from one of the Moon bases. Judging by their heavy, outdated attire, they lacked the advanced gravity-resistant technology required to roam the Earth’s Moon freely.
Zodeen spoke, “It’s as clear as the very Moon we stand upon. They bear the Mark of the Beast.”
Abdeen, infuriated over the loss of his comrade, went to meet the visitors. “I’ll handle this.”
He removed Jedediah’s head from the spear, pulled the spear and thrusted it into one of the astronauts, making him one with the Moon. Abdeen couldn’t help but notice the emblem representing their evil society on their backpacks. “I condemn you Devils back to Hell!” He set them on fire and walked away with his back to their cries.
Abdeen spoke, “Cancer, since the Moon is your Ruling Planet, how much time do we have left before it starts its alteration?”
Cancer answered, “Not much. You should all start heading out now.”
Abdeen asked, “Aren’t you coming, Brother?’
Cancer replied, “I’ll return after the Super Moon has finished its conversion. The power it generates will revitalize me. If transportation is a concern to you, friend, don’t worry. I have gifts you have yet to see. I will meet you back at the safehouse.”
Levi said, “Don’t make us have to come back for you, my friend. You know we will.” Levi, despite losing one of his comrades, sought to uplift the group with a joke.
Cancer replied, “You have my word, Brothers. I will return.”
And so, The Pursuers left the Zodiac behind. They recovered Jedediah and Ithiel’s body and assisted a distraught Bookkeeper aboard the Mosqidou Spacecraft.
Capricorn left the vicinity along with his statement.
“Are there any more survivors?” A police officer shouted.
Battered and bruised, but alive, Sagittarius, Aquarius and Libra were in stable condition following their plummet into the manmade sinkhole. The EMTs went through their protocol as the police and firefighters searched for more survivors. The summoned Dead Rising Demons from Capricorn’s powerful gift had retreated to the burrows of their Underworld. With no signs of immediate danger, they received aid from the medics.
Sagittarius said, “That boy would have been a huge service to our mission if it weren’t for the two of you! How could you be so foolish?”
Libra responded, “Our apologies. We should’ve known spies were among us, and should’ve chosen our words more wisely.”
One of Sagittarius’ wings had been ripped from his body. He grimaced while one of the EMTs applied stitches and disinfected his open wounds. The EMTs had yet to believe their involvement in aiding this supernatural being before them. They finished and wrapped his wounds. “We must get rid of them. They know what I am,” he said privately.
Libra spoke, “That won’t be necessary. Have you been watching the news lately? The deception has been brought to the fore. The humans are aware of the existence of unfamiliar things. You of all should know that.”
Aquarius added, “They know of the existence, but not the technicalities that follow. As far as we know, they think we are Angels or something better.”
Sagittarius said, “We’ve been here long enough. We need to leave before we meet their cameras and give up our location.”
“There’s been another sinkhole, this time on Donavan Road,” one of the firefighters said to another group of coworkers.
Libra overheard him. It’s the same road where her Uncle resides. Libra said, “No, please. He couldn’t have!”
They rushed off the scene, but not without the increasing eyes of onlookers.
As they approached Libra’s Uncle’s house, they saw familiar events similar to the carnage that they’d left behind. Uncle Charles’ house had become yet another piece of real estate to fall victim to a sinkhole. Libra got out of their moving vehicle and ran towards a house no longer on its foundation. She broke free from the firefighters grasps and ran to the destruction. With her worst fears met, she approached and removed the bloodstained sheet. Hardly recognizable, Uncle Charles stood as another statement left by the Zodiac child. Capricorn’s lust for retribution struck again. She collapsed to her knees and cried out.
Sagittarius said to Aquarius, “You two have created a monster, but yet that boy never ceases to amaze me. Not only can he summon the dead, but within minutes he is able to send any structure to the pillars of the Earth.”
Aquarius replied, “His gifts are unique indeed. I can only imagine what he will become by the time he’s an Elder.”
DOWNTOWN LAS VEGAS NEVADA
A little boy cried. He rejected the help people offered, concerned while boarding the train to another city. He entered a private stall and locked it, not certain exactly to where the train was headed. He took out a picture of him and his Father.
“You have gifts and the mindset to create your own destiny, Capricorn. Your actions must be used to manufacture an honorable one.” It was one of the many bits of wisdom that his Father had imparted unto him while growing up. He wiped tears from his face and proceeded to the window to partake of its view.
Chapter 24
THERE WILL BE OBSTRUCTIONS
“Sometimes, even the greatest of techniques will, at some point in time, reveal their flaws.”
- POPE
They reached Vatican City where everyone exited the limousine. Zen and Demetrius waited outside as the two summoned Zodiacs entered the heavily guarded underground fortress of the Pope. It had all classes of Super humanoids, Demon Angels and extraterrestrials. Security increased once the Vatican learned of the Queen of England’s assassination. In her honor, murals and paintings covered most of the walls.
“It’s like we never left the White House,” Pisces mumbled to herself.
The two Zodiacs proceeded through a chapel archway to a large vaulted room where they saw the Pope formally seated on a golden throne. At a distance, they saw the Pope with a vile grin on his face. Five Demon Master Archangel’s guarded his throne, positioned not too far from his side. With his throne covered with pure gold, his chair alone could pay to feed the entire population of Africa for months. Yet, they still starve. This was no Pope, just another pawn for Lucifer.
“The Holy Father requests that you come closer,” said the Pope’s assistant to Taurus and Pisces.
Taurus mumbled, “What’s wrong with him? Can’t he speak for himself?”
The Pope’s assistant answered, “Prior to your summoning, entities tried to take his life. Fortunately, he survived, but ended up badly wounded and is still recovering. Currently, he is undergoing some complications that cannot be discussed right now. Therefore, I will be his translator.”
Taurus spoke directly to the Pope. “We did not come all this way to speak to the hired help. Why have you summoned us?”
The Pope struggled to move. He whispered in his assistant’s ear as he was given a golden cup of what they believed to be blood. His assistant said, “He says you have caused a great deal of disorder.”
Taurus replied, “Yes, we are aware.”
The assistant continued, “He says the only reason you two are alive right now is because Lucifer has an interest in you. But if it were up to him, he would feast on your flesh, and his golden cup would be empty, but for the remnants of your blood.”
Taurus replied, “Wait just a damn fucking minute! You must be drinking a little too much blood in that golden cup of yours. I understand you’re upset, but we won’t stand here and be threatened!”
“Watch your tongue, Zodiac, or you will be forced to continue your mission without one.” As soon as the Pope spoke those words, the Demon Master Archangels shortened their gap, but the Pope signaled them to hold their positions.
Taurus replied, “Just when things were getting good, you deprive your men of death. You can continue with your foolish games all you want, but I will not stand here and be ridiculed unless you have something important to spew out of that r
otten tongue of yours your, Excellency,” he said.
Taurus motioned Pisces to follow him.
“We’ve discovered Aries’ whereabouts, Zodiac,” the Pope said, partially able to speak due to the blood he’d consumed since the arrival of his guests.
Taurus and Pisces stopped dead in their tracks. Taurus had a grin on his face. “Your words have meaning, but why am I getting the impression that this news could’ve been presented over the telephone?”
The Pope answered, “This news was too important to gamble, in case an infiltrator had lucked out and hacked your calls or messages. It had to be delivered in person. Besides, there is word that she is not too far from here.”
Taurus responded, “She? Aries?”
“Disappointed, Zodiac? Don’t be such a bigot,” The Pope answered.
Taurus said, “Do not put words in my mouth, Pope. Where is she hiding?”
“There is a technique gazelles use to avoid becoming food to their predators, and it’s quite an effective survival technique, if I should say so myself. The closer they are to their enemies, the safer they feel. This whole time for centuries we’ve been looking in all corners of the Universe when she was right here in Rome. She has deceived us all.”
Taurus said, “How did you discover Aries’ location?”
The Pope continued, “Sometimes, even the greatest of techniques will, at some point in time, reveal their flaws. It was only a matter of time before she made a mistake, and we were ready when she did. Luckily for us, she has yet to discover that we are aware of her error.”
The Pope’s assistant handed over Aries’ coordinates to Taurus and Pisces.
“Good luck. Do not fuck this up, Zodiac. Make sure she is turned and ready for obligations.” The Pope motioned them to leave his presence.
“This is Margerett Bell reporting to you live at ZDVV News station in Washington DC. Another dictator and a politician accused of committing crimes against humanity have been found murdered in their suburban homes. Other politicians have been taking drastic measures for their own safety by upping the ante on security and fleeing to other countries.
Another plane responsible for spreading poisons in the air, also known as Chem-trails, has been shot out of the sky. There were no traces of survivors when police and firefighters arrived at the crash site. This is the fourth plane this week to crash, and the numbers are more than likely to increase.
There’s still no word from our President following the incident that left this World devastated when our First Lady shockingly turned out to be someone she’s not. The incident has caused total disorder ever since. The footage has reached record-breaking views all over the World.”
The President turned off the television and said, “At last, the cattle question their slaughter. I’m just counting the hours before they remove us from our chairs, one way or another. I would be better off just shooting myself in the head right now, or letting that angry mob of protesters outside do the honors.”
A window in the President’s oval office shattered, and intruders assembled into his office. Members of The Pursuers exterminated their decoys and security. Unearthed in their true evil forms, the existing President, along with his Vice-President and Former President, locked eyes with their intruders.
“Mr. President, please come with us!” Secret Service Agents shouted. Clothed in suits and ties, but with their Demonic faces exposed, they grabbed at the President.
However, he put them off. “What’s the use? I’m dead either way!”
He saw the determined eyes of Natenal behind his golden mask planting a special spear through the Former President’s back, the Former President lay slumped over the desk of the Oval Office.
Meanwhile, more Secret Service Agents entered the room and engaged Natenal. They gave a good contest, but lost their heads and limbs as a result.
Natenal approached the current President. The President aimed his gun towards Natenal’s face, but the Pursuer moved in fast and swiftly knocked it from his hand. Natenal grabbed the President and pushed him into a group of awaiting Pursuers who bound his hands and feet. They left the way they had come in. Hidden, but in plain sight, a misty cloud enveloped the craft. The impeccable kidnapping of the President left the remaining Secret Service Agents speechless.
Once inside the craft. the President became more and more belligerent. “You’ll never get away with this, you bastards! Where the fuck are you taking me!”
One of The Pursuers threw a sheet over the President’s head. But that didn’t stop him; he continued his rants. However, rants coming from under a sheet proved more comical than threatening.
“Shut your mouth. Your threats will not work here,” Natenal said.
They continued in silence, traveling through the thick clouds and warped into full speed after witnessing the approach of unidentified craft.
Pharisees woke up and realized that his hands were bound with a weird iron-like material. Two Angels he’d never seen before grabbed him, took him up to the craft’s control room, and shoved him down in front of Malachi. One said, “You said to bring him to you when he woke up. Here he is.”
Malachi spoke, “Ah, yes. Impeccable timing, Pharisees. We are almost there. How was your sleep, my friend?”
Pharisees stared uncomprehendingly at Malachi. “What is the meaning of this, Malachi? And, where are you taking me?”
Instead of a trip to a restored Judgment Realm as he had been assured, Pharisees set his eyes upon a mysterious land corrupted by darkness. In the distance, a group of Demon Archangels waited by their craft.
Their craft landed on the hill of a windy estate. Anthony and Malachi ordered their Angels to follow.
Malachi spoke to one of the Demon Archangels. “As promised, we’ve apprehended one of The Pursuers. Tell your soldiers to remove themselves from the Halls of the Judgment Realm.”
Pharisees broke in, “So it was all lies! The Judgment Realm was never restored!”
Anthony answered Pharisees. “Not until now, thanks to you …”
Pharisees interrupted, “You coward. This is deplorable. Do you fornicate with these Devils as well, Anthony?”
Anthony hollered, “Silence!”
Anthony moved in to strike a chained Pharisees. Pharisees moved, but a jolt of electricity surfacing from the strange silverish restraints stopped him. The shock knocked him to the ground leaving him dazed and immobilized.
“Ha-ha,” one of the Demon Arch’s chuckled. “It seems you have kept your end of the bargain. I will order my men to remove themselves from the Judgment Realm, as agreed.”
Pharisees said, “You dare meet at a negotiating table with Devils? I am sure God has no knowledge of this. This explains the gathering upon these cursed Mortal grounds.” He shook his head as he watched Malachi and Anthony exchange Scrolls with the Devils at a tabletop nearby.
Pharisees went on, “This land is an abomination. It is a fornication pit stop. I’ve heard of it. Demons and Angel’s come here to force themselves upon one another, away from the eyes of their rulers.”
“That is enough!” Anthony kicked the downed Pursuer across his face, knocking him over to his other side.
Malachi added, “He’s all yours.”
One of the Demons responded as they apprehended Pharisees, “This will be remembered when your kingdom is overturned. I will also give word to Lucifer to spare you and your comrades we’ve witnessed here this day.”
Malachi spoke to the Demon. “Hold your boastful tongue, Devil. This is only a minor setback. God didn’t appoint me as one of his strategists for no reason. I was sent to restore order back into the Judgment Realm, and I’ve achieved it without the fatality of any more Archangels.”
A Devil inserted, “By betraying one of your own? You seem to be content with your deed, so I will keep my views silent.”
They departed, and the Devils carried the unconscious Pharisees with them aboard their own spacecraft.
“Instead of meeting us on the battlef
ield, he took the route of a coward and just handed over one of his own. Nevertheless, it is less work for us. Ha-ha-ha.”
Daniel and Goliath reached the safehouse. “Good, there is no one here at the moment to see us in our hopeless form. Let’s clean up before they return,” Daniel said as he paced towards one of the restrooms.
They each went to separate bathrooms. Goliath stared into the eyes of something he’d never met. “What have I become?” he questioned himself.
“You can learn so much from me.”
Startled, Goliath fell back and almost landed in the bathtub. He saw the Vampeer, his Host, speaking through the mirror.
“Goliath, I can teach you to be stronger than you can imagine.”
Goliath collected himself. “No!”
He punched the mirror, shattering it to pieces.
He heard Daniel yelling from upstairs, evidence that he’d experienced a similar event.
The mirror was another mode of the Vampeer’s communication. The chances of Daniel and Goliath ever seeing their reflection again without a surprise were slim.
“How long will you continue to refuse me? Soon you’ll seek my help. All that power needs to be contained or it will destroy you. You’ve been warned. I will come for you soon,” Dracuul said.
His voice was a mere echo in the air, but he’d made his mark upon The Pursuers nonetheless.
A few hours passed. They woke from their sleep after hearing a door open downstairs, followed by a very angry voice.
“You bastards! Why don’t you just kill me and be done with it?” An unfamiliar voice resonated within the halls.
“Set him down over there,” Natenal instructed.
They drew their weapons after noticing someone approach. “Brothers!” Pleased to see the return of his comrades, Natenal embraced them, and the rest followed.
Zodeen was not fooled and didn’t say a word, but thought to himself, “They both bear the mark of a different Covenant, but I sense no danger. Hmm, strange.”
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