Trident Force Chronicles

by Paul Richardson

  Suddenly, Archangel Samael could smell a faint hint of brimstone and ash. Another Angel step out from around the corner. This Angel, long since striped of his armor, wore only raggedy robes. He had black wings and silver with-in silver eyes.

  "You!" The Archangel Samael drew his sword from his back. "Fallen! Stand back now! I can't kill you, but I can send you back to Hell for ten of their years!"

  "It does not matter, Samael." The Demon held out his hands to the busy abortion clinic. "They are almost running on autopilot now. I do not need to tell them anything. Thirteen years after they made abortion legal and not a single one questions it. Murder is now a way of ...heh-heh, life now!"

  The Demon started a belly laugh and the Archangel Samael slowly got up with the aid of his wings and lifted himself off the ground. The Demon was still laughing as the Archangel Samael flew away.

  ***

  The married couple were making love, enthusiastically, while the two angels watch. They were not watching out of any perversion, they were there to take care of humanity. One was of the Angel Choir, The Watchers, while the other was of the Archangel, The Angels Of Life, Choir. The Archangel held that of an unformed soul. It would be given to the unborn child at the moment of conception.

  Then the Archangel Samael flew into the room next two the two other angels. The two angels bowed to the Archangel ranked angel, as is custom.

  "Archangel Samael," started the angel with the unformed soul. "What do we owe this honor?" Then the angel saw that Archangel Samael had an unformed soul too. "Oh dear me!"

  "I will have this unformed soul I currently carry in this child!" said the Archangel Samael.

  "This is highly unusual, Archangel Samael. Let me summon Archangel Raphael here at once!"

  The Archangel Raphael appeared and the lower ranked angels once more bowed. The Archangel Raphael ignored them for now. "What is the meaning of this, Archangel Samael! Unformed souls collected by your choir must return to The Beginning for reassignment from my choir. You know this!"

  "I am so tried Archangel Raphael." cried Archangel Samael. "My angels are overworked as it is! Now the humans are killing their own unborn in numbers even I can't fathom! If I have to carry yet another unformed soul back to The Beginning, it will be too soon and I will surely break! Let me have this one! It has been too long since I last had an Avatar here on Earth, I choose this one!"

  "Alright, Archangel Samael. It is your right to choose your own Avatar. But what about this other unformed soul? My angel can not return it to The Beginning, it is not in his nature and this unformed soul has been chosen."

  "Are you not the Archangel Raphael, Angel Of Life, Inspiration, and Miracles? Why can these two good Christians here not have identical or even fraternal twins?"

  "Maybe. If God wills it, I can make it happen." The Archangel Raphael turned to the man and woman just as both were reaching their peak. Archangel Raphael held his hand above them as a wave of pleasure washed over the married couple. The Archangel Raphael smiled as he turn back to the other three angels.

  "It is done. They will have fraternal twins, one male and the other female."

  "May I have the male as my Avatar?"

  "Yes Archangel Samael, with God's Blessings." Archangel Raphael then turn to his angel and quietly gather the unformed soul into his arms. "And I will take the female child as my Avatar too."

  Both Archangel Samael and Archangel Raphael place the unformed souls in the womb. They would find their bodies in due time.

  All four angels, despite rank, hugged each other. They even broke out in song. After a few minutes, Archangel Samael turned to the Watcher Angel.

  "Watcher." said Archangel Samael overjoyed. "Please tell me the names of these fine people!"

  "Susan and Pastor Justin Engelhard!"

  Hawkfox Delta #1

  (2015/11/03)

  It is a beautiful day in Westgate City. And Hawkfox Delta hoped it stay a beautiful day. Hawkfox Delta was enjoying the cool air of being over two hundred feet of the Westgate City. A beautiful day is one that Hawkfox Delta didn't have to work. However that came to an end when the earpiece slammed on and the dispatcher's voice came through.

  Hawkfox Delta. We have an Forty Five at Pineapple Drive and Carter Ave in the old Hot Draconia sector. Ambulance is inbound. ETA, twenty minutes. Please advise.

  "Affirmative Dispatch. Over."

  Hawkfox Delta swoop down toward the addressed intersection. Hawkfox Delta moved like the bird of pray with his hawk wings. Gliding towards the auto accident, he notice that one of the cars t-boned another car and hard. Hawkfox Delta didn't care one way or the other who was at fault here as he landed closest to the driver side of the car who had t-boned the other car.

  Folding his wings back and quickly putting on latex rubber gloves, Hawkfox Delta looked into the one car. He saw all had their seat belts on and the airbags did deploy. There was no blood and everyone seem conscious, if not rattled. The driver of the car was female and was herself talking to the others in the car to make sure they were okay.

  "Ma'am, is everything okay? Anyone in pain?" asked Hawkfox Delta to the dark skin female. He took out his flashlight and shined into the car to get a better look.

  "Yes- yes, officer... I mean, yes Hawkfox Tango. We seem to all be fine."

  "Hawkfox Delta, ma'am. Hawkfox Tango retired earlier this year." said Hawkfox Delta as he pulled out his digital pad and started taking notes.

  "Yes... You're right. So used to hearing his name..."

  "It is alright." Hawkfox Delta reached up to his radio to turn it on. "Dispatch, vehicle one is a thirty one. Possible concussion. Acknowledge."

  Affirmative Hawkfox Delta. Ambulance is inbound. ETA, ten minutes. Please advise.

  "Concussion?" said the woman driver, slightly alarmed.

  "Checking vehicle two now. Over." Hawkfox Delta let go of the radio button and turned to the driver. "Don't worry, the ambulance is on its way. They will further check you out and take you to the hospital if you need to go. Please relax and don't get too excited now. I need to check on the other vehicle now."

  The first vehicle's front end was completely destroyed. It looked very much like a crumpled soda can. Hawkfox Delta noted this in passing as he moved to the driver of the second vehicle. Unlike the driver of first vehicle, Hawkfox Delta noted the second driver didn't have a seatbelt on and the older car did not have side airbags. The older hispanic man was bleeding from his forehead and was unconscious.

  "Dispatch," said Hawkfox Delta into the radio while he quickly put his digital pad away. "Vehicle two is a thirty two and is a visible fifteen. Checking pulse."

  Affirmative Hawkfox Delta. Ambulance is inbound. ETA, five minutes. Please advise.

  With his left hand, Hawkfox Delta reached into the old car. The window had shattered due the impact. The paramedic searched for the artery in the neck to find a pulse, only to find nothing. When he could find nothing, Hawkfox Delta made a fist with his right hand and pounded the hood of the car with all his might.

  It was such a beautiful day in Westgate City.

  Sooper Zoom #1

  (2015/10/31)

  "I look ridiculous." said Rodrigo Antonio "Tony" Francisco. Tony Francisco was your average Mexican male of around six foot one inch. Having been born and lived in Southern California most of his life, Tony Francisco was used to pointing at other people dressed like this and laughing. Tony Francisco had on a pair of wrap around sunglasses, a very silly green Hawaiian shirt with a white flower outline pattern, loose blue nylon gym shorts, and an admittedly comfortable pair of crocs. A digital single lens reflex camera hung around his neck. The bulging fanny pack at his waist held everything else Tony Francisco might need. "I hate everything except the crocs."

  Quit your belly aching. said the voice in Tony Francisco's Bluetooth earpiece, a one Saint Matt. Tony Francisco has never seen Saint Matt in person and only knows him by his Fisher's Ring code name. Although he spoke perfect English, a hint of a French Cajun ac
cent was reflected in Saint Matt's voice. This was your idea. You have searched everywhere else except the White Sands section of the city and you wanted to look like a tourist.

  "Yeah, but I am so loud. I am never going to let you pick out my costume again." said Tony Francisco. He heard Saint Matt laugh a little.

  Maybe you can wear that as your Halloween costume tonight.

  "Maybe if I was invited to a party." said Tony Francisco sadly. "New substitute teachers rarely make any friends, especially ones that are also super heroes."

  Tony Francisco was walking on the east side of Westgate Beach Drive, an epic five mile road that separated beach front resorts and the tourist traps of White Sands. Tony Francisco and Saint Matt was looking for a symbol, marked on a building or graffiti. This symbol was that of an eye, except where an iris would normally be, a Kanji symbol for "eye" took its place.

  Suddenly, a man on a bicycle rode past Tony Francisco at higher than normal speeds. "Hey, you! Get off the side-"

  Before Tony Francisco could finished, the man on the bicycle tore a purse off some poor tourist woman's arm and then picked up speed. The woman screamed and the group of people that was with her caught her before she could fall. Tony Francisco, not wasting any time, ducked into the parking lot of one of the resorts, and quickly changed into his red and blue costume, along with a red and blue Lucha Libre mask.

  ...And faster than the eye could follow, Tony Francisco became a red and blue blur.

  The bicyclist purse snatcher was only slightly out running a pair of WCPD bicyclist police, when Tony Francisco appeared in front of him and grabbed the bike and threw the bicycle with the purse snatcher on it. The WCPD bicyclists police quickly caught up to both Tony Francisco and the purse snatcher.

  "I'll be right back." said Tony Francisco. "I want to return this purse. Is that okay?"

  "Sure." said one of the bicyclist officers as he bent down to arrest the purse snatcher. The other calling in some backup to take the criminal in.

  Tony Francisco returned the purse to the grateful woman. While shaken up, she was not harmed otherwise. "Thanks! What is your name?"

  "Me?" said Tony Francisco. A broad smile appeared on his face. "I am Sooper Zoom! Now if you excuse me, I have to go make a statement. I work with the law, not against it."

  When Sooper Zoom return to where the purse snatcher was, he found the WCPD bicyclist police officers badly beaten and a huge bull-man creature looming over them. He was at least seven feet tall and nothing but red fur and muscle.

  "I heard you talking about your name, Sooper Zoom. Now you will face Montana Bull!"

  Hey Sooper Zoom, slammed Saint Matt's voice in Sooper Zoom's ear. Is this your first bullfight?

  "Shut up, you redneck racist." said Sooper Zoom sarcastically to Saint Matt.

  Red-Eye Destrobot #1

  (2225/01/05 and 2232/07/08)

  "IT IS COMPLETE!" yell Dr. William Killjoy at the top of his high voice. The elderly mad scientist had sparse wiry white hair, red tint goggles, white lab coat, black slacks/shoes, and shiny black rubber gloves on. The lab Dr. William Killjoy was in was a very cramped storage pod with all kinds of gadgets everywhere, and a garage door on the far end. Dr. William Killjoy stood over his latest creation.

  When Dr. William Killjoy flipped a huge switch and turned on his creation, the Red-Eye Destrobot, the eyes glowed red. The Red-Eye Destrobot was a seven-foot tall metal-silver robot. It could not be confused for an android in any way. It had probe antennas on its head, two big red glowing eyes, and a grill mouth. The head and body were square, not at all fashionable, but functional. The arms moved very much like a human arms, yet he had claps for hands. The legs and feet were functional, and could move and get to anywhere a human could go. "I have done it! I have created-"

  Suddenly, Dr. William Killjoy's printer started up and printed up a page. The elderly mad scientist went to retrieve it.

  "'I know what you want of me, Red-Eye Destrobot.' Man, this robot is really smart. Good, but I wish it would use its mouth! That is why I built it a mouth and voice box!" said Dr. William Killjoy. Another page printed out.

  "'I am beyond human communication.' And apparently a smart ass too!" Another page printed out.

  "'You want me to destroy this world and you want to basked in its ruin. Yet it will take me 252 years to complete this task.' Wait, what does that even mean?!" asked Dr. William Killjoy. Another page printed out.

  "'Think about it.'" Dr. William Killjoy looked up from the page realizing what is going on. "Oh fuck me! I am going to have to invent a time machine to send this guy back in time! Crap!"

  ***

  "IT IS COMPLETE!" yell Dr. William Killjoy at the top of his high voice. Dr. William Killjoy had not changed much in the seven years since, except that he is now completely bald. "The time machine is ready! I can send you back in time to start destroying the world! By the time you finish, I can finally go to the beach without being laughed at!"

  A page printed out. "'Is- Is that why you want to destroy the world?' Yes, what of it?" asked Dr. William Killjoy back to Red-Eye Destrobot. Another page popped out.

  "'Nothing. I don't care anymore. Just send me back already.' Okay, this time machine is a one use deal!" noted Dr. William Killjoy as he handed Red-Eye Destrobot a rod that fit perfectly in his hand. The rod had some switches and flashing lights on it. "You will not be able to use it again! I will see you in 252 years of your future!"

  Dr. William Killjoy pushed a button on the time machine rod Red-Eye Destrobot was holding, and Red-Eye Destrobot disappeared before Dr. William Killjoy's eyes.

  "Yes! It worked!" yelled Dr. William Killjoy as he jumped around with joy. Without warning, the garage door exploded and about twenty federal police officers swarmed in to point a gun at Dr. William Killjoy's head.

  "Dr. William Killjoy? You are under arrest for building and using a illegal time machine device!" said one of the lead police officers. "Under World Dictator For Life, Major General Destrobot, you are under arrest!"

  "It is too late! I have sent my robot, Red-Eye Destrobot, back in time to destroy the world!" yelled Dr. William Killjoy as he was being handcuffed.

  "Umm, think about it for a second." said the same lead police officer.

  "Oh shit!" said Dr. William Killjoy. "He must have became a politician to destroy the future! Not the most effective route, I might add..."

  Green Silk #1

  (2015/10/31)

  The CEO of Martian Rose Mechanics, Harry Hendrickson, was not having a good day. Instead of getting ready for the Halloween party he was throwing, a bunch of hippies had decided to chained themselves to a tree on the lot where the nuclear power planet Martian Rose Mechanics was building.

  "We are Occupy Martian Rose Mechanics and we demand to be heard!" yelled a woman in a megaphone. Her name was Sandra Padgett and, while she would not admit it because they are a leaderless collective or something, she was their leader and motivator. Harry Hendrickson rolled his eyes.

  "I do not have time for this nonsense." said Harry Hendrickson to the WCPD Sargent on the scene. "When they are ready to come off that tree, I am pressing charges on all those hippies."

  "Yes, sir."

  ***

  The nuclear power plant that Martian Rose Mechanics was building for Westgate City was five miles from the city proper and west of the White Sands sector, but Westgate City had taken over the entire county some fifty years ago. Westgate City elders had been planning this power plant with Martian Rose Mechanics ever since. It will take over for the old coal power plant located in Hot Draconia and take Westgate City into the future. A future currently being held-up by four hippies chained to a tree.

  One of those hippies, Sandra Padgett was now hoarse from yelling into her megaphone all day and was now dozing off. They had chained themselves to this tree at three in the morning and now, at ten in the evening, were all running low on energy.

  Sandra Padgett nodded once and suddenly found herself free of the tree.
Losing her balance, she tumbled head first into the grass. After coming to a stop and getting up, she finally realized she was naked.

  "Ah! What happen to my cloths!"

  "In She'ol, there are no cloths."

  "Ah!" Sandra Padgett jumped back from the voice and saw a larger than normal naked man with crocodile for a head with silver eyes. "Oh. My. God."

  "No, but close. My name is Sobek." said the ancient Egyptian deity. "Come, I am to take you to Lolth. She has a gift for you."