Galactic Earth

by Luthra, G. S.

  Faith was diminishing as the news camera caught Gudama lying defeated with Layla attending to him.

  A pastor who was watching in church shook his head at the sight of this with eyes closed. With little hope left, he along with many others around the world did what they always did in desperate times, the only thing left that they could do - pray.

  Love, the Greatest Power

  Explosions could be seen by Gudama’s peripherals high up in the air, but Layla’s face was just incredible as she looked at him with her magical smile amazing him with her flawless glowing face.

  Wow, I’m being held by an angel, Gudama thought as his eyes met hers with the sun glowing behind illuminating his visuals.

  “Gudama, there’s something important I have to tell you,” she said.

  Gudama keenly tuned his ears, anticipating her response. Layla leaned in closer, sending him a heavenly force that made him feel he could fly.

  “I love you.”

  She kissed him deeply, passionately, filling his entire being with power like he never felt before.

  “Yes,” Andy said smiling watching above.

  Layla affectionately embraced Gudama, holding him tightly while caressing his head. Gudama felt a surge of immense strength, a power that felt unlimited.

  God, he subconsciously thought?

  He felt his chakras spinning and light surrounded them in bright luminance. Gudama rose to his feet as they both held each other. Unspoken indescribable feelings were exchanged through their eyes. All of his injuries miraculously vanished.

  “Gudama,” said a familiar voice.

  “Andy?”

  “Gudama, you must summon the strength of the earth’s people. Only they can help you gain victory.

  A survivor of the evil elite is using a device that is feeding Draco. We are all praying for you Gudama, all except those on earth who are still unaware of the power of their spirit. Reach out to them Gudama,” said Andy telepathically.

  Focusing, Gudama entered a meditative state.

  “Why won’t you die?” said the remaining Illuminati member miles away watching on his phone. He turned on the device to full power, and locked on to various locations around the world blasting them with electromagnetic shock waves killing innocent people. Draco laughed as he grew stronger from the vibrations.

  “Oh no,” said Gudama opening his eyes, sensing the carnage in his newly enlightened state. Thoughts raced his mind contemplating what to do. His mind numbing stress was abruptly halted by a soft soothing hymn. Turning towards the source, he saw Layla surrounded in light by him, singing the mantra HU, a simple prayer she learned as a kid.

  Standing back up, Gudama returned to a deep state of mind and let the music from her voice flow throughout the earth while subconsciously calling forth the people of earth join. His forehead throbbed as his third eye pineal gland was pulsing.

  Draco, preoccupied with the military, laughed at Gudama’s efforts raising his head with arms folded amused at his persistence. Through sheer concentration, Gudama was able to direct his spirit and alert all of the lifeforms on the planet with telepathy. He requested everyone to sing HU to unify everyone’s energies as it will go towards everything. It will even be a prayer for Draco as it’s wise to send light to the source of darkness. Even though it was difficult for most that were brought up with their religion, everyone believed in Gudama and did as he asked. This put a faint smile on Andy who too began singing along with countless other benevolent aliens all sending good vibes, pleased with Gudama’s wisdom.

  “People of earth, this is Gudama once again. As predicated your world is now under attack by dark forces. In order to eradicate this evil, you must all bind together and pray. Sing this song together to give me the strength to slay this devil and send him back to the abyss from which he came from. Please, do it for yourselves, for your family, for your friends, for the planet and all its lifeforms.”

  Confused, many people looked around trying to figure out what was going on.

  “You hear that?” one Texan asked another at a bar.

  “Yea, it’s that space critter,” replied the other.

  Across from them was the lieutenant who saw Gudama’s power in Middle East against the terrorists and alien enemies. Not handling the transition that occurred the previous months well, he had turned to drinking to cope with the stress of discovering that evil politicians were behind big government all along. Worst of all, he pledged his allegiance to them unconsciously, doing their bidding through his service in the military. He already had a few drinks, but after hearing Gudama, debated whether or not to sing. One of the bartenders chose to join in, the two drunks laughing at her. Aggravated, they interrupted her demanding more liquor while aggressively harassing her. Unable to bear witness, the lieutenant requested them to behave only to receive of a glass of beer thrown in his face. This provoked him to kick their butts, throwing them off their stools. Not wanting to continue the violence, the lieutenant returned and took a seat as the men backed off.

  Leaning back, he began singing HU faintly, eventually rising in volume. Being a respected man at the bar, others joined in until everyone was part of the choir, leaving their drinks for a higher cause.

  In a home in a distant country, a family stood beside a dying grandfather who all heard Gudama’s call.

  “Papa, its Gudama!” a boy said in Spanish.

  “Si, the last wish I have Jesus before I go, is that you bless this man. Bless him with the strength of God so he kills this demon and brings peace for my grandchildren,” the elderly man prayed. The rest of the family remained in silence, and then added their voice to the world. Soon, many others all across the globe joined in. A young couple up on hill was interrupted of their rationalized end of the world intimacy.

  “Should we sing?” the girl asked.

  “Sure, why not?” said the boy in euphoria.

  They both stood up with folded hands and sung from their hearts. Eventually over fifty percent of the population around the globe stopped what they were doing and prayed for Gudama’s success.

  Christians called Jesus. Muslims prayed to Allah, Jews recited holy names of God while others sang hymns. In India, priests performed fire rituals honoring Shiva while others invoked Vishnu to send their blessings, and Buddhist monks chanted mantras sending good vibes. Everyone remembered their own deities representing God in their own way directing their energy to Gudama. Within a short time, Gudama felt the beginnings of transformation. He became something more than a man. His aura radiated a holy light as the power of earth’s prayers was surging throughout every vein.

  “You did it my friend,” said Andy, “Now, we can help you,” he said closing his eyes, entering a meditative state.

  “Let us all rejoice and pray for you.”

  Andy telepathically informed other aliens to send prana to Gudama.

  Millions and millions of beings all over the universe prayed for Gudama, sending spiritual energy to his being. Golden light radiated off of his body from his new found power. Divine sacred vibrations miraculously healed victims and even brought the killed victims back to life. The earth glowed as spiritual energy filled the atmosphere illuminating the skies.

  High up in the sky, Draco’s destructive fun was cut short upon realizing this incident. He turned his neck sideways flexing his massive musculature and angrily clenched his jaw with slanted brows at the sight of them.

  Furious, Draco growled with foam falling from his diamond sharp teeth. Gudama looked up at his adversary and Layla retreated back. Draco swooped down at full force, breaking the sound barrier as he charged at Gudama who remained still.

  Gudama taunted Draco with his fingers.

  “Give me your best shot,” he said smiling confidently.

  Growling, the muscular monster struck with a head butt knocking Gudama several meters back, but he was still alive.

  “Huh?” said the demon with widened eyes.

  Out of frustration, he angrily struck viciously
with his claws, yet Gudama lived. Grabbing him by the neck, Draco threw a knife strike right through Gudama’s stomach and threw him down, yet he was revived by the spiritual energy from benevolent aliens all over the universe. Infuriated, Draco threw a punch charged with his dark energy. Growing stronger, Gudama took the strike only to turn back and smile. Draco examined his fist seeing steam fuming off of it as if he had just punched a mass of radiation. Gudama ran up to the monster and placed both of his palms on Draco’s chest, burning his thick skin like butter. The creature screamed as Gudama’s hands felt like hot stones equivalent to the sun.

  Jerking away, Draco strayed back attempting to create some distance. He was in disbelief while watching his wounds regenerate slower than usual. However, with focus he healed most of the damage.

  “Fool, you think you can beat me!” he said in his language as he powered up, “I’ am the dark lord!”

  The Illuminati member directed his machine’s frequencies solely to Draco at full power, giving him endless strength enhancing vibrations. He also performed a black magic ritual to give additional benefits. Dark energy permeated the atmosphere as the evil behemoth generated power. The sky became a battle between black clouds and light as an intense negative force was felt from Draco.

  “Now feel my full power!” he said laughing in an unknown dialect.

  With undetectable speed, the demon knocked Gudama several meters away with a massive flying knee to the face. Recovering, Gudama fought back, but the Draco’s body became ten times stronger able to resist his attacks. After an exchange of blows, the creature gained the upper hand, catching Gudama with an elbow followed by a kick to the gut. Flapping his wings, Draco quickly maneuvered above and behind him, grabbing him by his shirt and started flying. Gudama struggled, but Draco choked him with one arm, shoving Gudama’s face on the ground while continuing to fly. Opening his mouth, Draco released his high pitched screech adding further damage.

  Retaliating, Gudama let out a might battle cry and hammer fisted the middle of Draco’s choking arm causing him to lose grip and lean forward. With the other hand, Gudama connected and pierced through Draco’s throat with a knife strike, his hand damaging Draco’s vocal cords disabling his screech permanently. Gudama kicked Draco off of him sending him crashing into a building. Rolling to the road, Gudama rose up and found the Illuminati member fifty feet away from him with the device.

  “Oh, so that’s where he’s getting his power,” said Gudama.

  Before he could get near, the Illuminati man blasted an electromagnetic wave, hurling him off his feet. Recovering, Gudama blocked another incoming waver taking a horse stance.

  “Everyone is chanting, why it isn’t working?” he said.

  “Everyone except you,” replied Andy telepathically.

  With his keen hearing, Gudama heard Layla’s sweet soothing voice singing the sound of HU. Startled, he quickly realized Andy was right.

  “Tough guy eh, take this!” shouted the evil Illuminati man firing a deadly frequency wave.

  Blasting at high speed, the negative wave approached Gudama at full power. Standing relaxed, Gudama sung HU, stopping the force with his hand.

  “Impossible!” shouted the Illuminati elite.

  Continuing with the hymn, Gudama dissipated the magnetic force through HU. The earth’s energy continued to rise and the Illuminati’s device malfunctioned from the intense energy, blowing up in his face. Draco emerged from the rubble, shocked to see Gudama standing victorious. He turned to the horned beast and smirked in confidence.

  “Come on, show me what you’ve got,” he said readily waiting.

  With a monstrous roar, Draco threw a fist with all his might, hurling debris from the force. Gudama caught the punch effortlessly, causing shock as

  Draco’s eyes enlarged. With the universal spirit,

  Gudama crushed the demon’s hand making him scream in excruciating pain and delivered a kick to the gut. Draco hunched over holding his torso.

  Enraged, Draco’s eyes glowed red, using his regenerated hypnotic mind wave to rupture Gudama’s brain. Gudama held his hand in front emitting light to block it and swiftly gave the monster an upper cut, knocking it off his feet. Retreating, Draco flew up away only to find Gudama one step ahead of him.

  “What the,” Draco said surprised in his own draconian tongue?

  Gudama came down with an elbow to the head.

  Draco growled in pain holding his skull. Channeling energy in his hand, Gudama threw a lightning fast punch almost knocking Draco’s jaw loose, dark gooey blood splattering out from his mouth.

  “Countless lives of innocent human beings have been lost, because of your kind,” said Gudama locking eyes with Draco who was catching breath.

  “Your reign of terror has come to an end,” stated Gudama boldly with the look of a fierce lion.

  Recovering, Draco pulled back his giant fist.

  “Die!” roared the monster in his language as he struck Gudama in the stomach.

  The blow had no effect on him what’s so ever.

  “I won’t let you hurt others anymore, because of your unhappiness,” said Gudama.

  Swiftly, he delivered a knee to the demon’s chin and hurled him to the ground by its tail. Back on the surface, the black monster arose as mad as a hornet, crushing stones with his hand.

  Instantly, millions of positive thoughts were picked up by Draco. He could hear prayers from around the world. Sweat began to perspire profusely as Draco couldn’t bare the frequency of love energy that was being sent from the human race. He rubbed his head panicky, desperately trying to make the voices go away while shutting his eyes tightly.

  “What’s going on?” Draco shouted hunched over in a foreign otherworldly dialect.

  “ARGH!” he cried holding his head dropping to the ground. The monster retreated to the darker areas near some rubble getting away from Gudama.

  “This can’t be happening, argh!” he said being able to only speak his native tongue.

  “What’s the matter, afraid of a little love?” Gudama said advancing, not understanding Draco’s words.

  Raising his neck up, Draco’s eyes started rolling up as he felt the divine light being directed at him.

  “This is impossible!” said the creature crawling away in an evil tone. He lay over some big rocks under a dismantled building’s shade to regain strength. Turning on his back, Draco saw the world becoming black as he felt his time was coming to an end, yet still pondered at what had gone wrong. Suddenly, his eyes opened in realization. “You…you did this,” he said gasping, Gudama trying to make sense of the words, “I’ll kill you, die human!” Draco cried in a desperate attack.

  Primal Force

  Leaping like a frog, Draco hurled himself at Gudama tightly wrapping his limbs around him and squeezed only to find that his whole body was melting from Gudama’s light. Draco tilted his head back screaming and jolted off of him in excruciating pain, “This energy, it’s everywhere, it’s too unbearable,” Draco murmured losing breath.

  Even though he couldn’t figure out Draco’s words as he only spoke his native language, Gudama knew the gargoyle’s time was ending. Draco squirmed around in agony like a lunatic letting out a demonic screech while crawling away. He shook his head sideways vigorously repeatedly, hopelessly trying to cast away the voices of prayers. Gudama continued to pummel him, each blow knocking Draco several meters away as though he were a toy. Life force quickly slipped away from each hit as Draco started accepting his demise. He felt his life was burning away as his vision appeared darker. While lying, his eye caught a mother in front of the bystanders holding her baby which cried in fear at his ugliness. This distracted the mother and crowd from their meditative state and put a smile on Draco’s face as he drew strength from them.

  Hastily, he flew after them, growing stronger from their screams of terror. Gudama’s eyebrows rose as he saw Draco heading for the people to which he dashed after him. Before he could stop him, Andy quickly warned him that
the people would die from the radiation of his aura, causing him to pull away. Draco snatched the baby, emotionally tearing the mother’s heart inside. Gudama lowered his power in order to retrieve the baby without burning her with his light. He ran towards Draco, but with a mighty swing, Draco swapped him away like a fly.

  Feeding from the crowds combined negative emotions Draco’s muscles grew bigger and stronger. He held the baby in the sky licking her face, taunting the mother to emit more emotions of fear and pain. Gudama clenched his teeth and fists, and angrily attacked only to be knocked down again by Draco’s new found strength. Foam formed from Draco’s mouth as he drew more power from the crowds’ horror. Even Gudama’s anger charged him with extra zest.

  Assessing the situation, Gudama positioned himself in front of the crowd, by the mother’s side.

  “Listen, I need you all to pray for the baby, no distractions got it!” he exclaimed to all of them.

  The mother dropped to her knees with her cross of Christ in clasped hands, begging angels to save her child. Together, their directed energies caused the baby to glow, weakening Draco as he floated back down to the ground.

  “Now, we’re talking,” said Gudama powering back up regaining his previous strength.