Atrael

If it is my destiny to see tomorrow, then I will live through this battle. I will be victorious over my enemy that stands before me and he will die, knowing that my blade surged through his unholy body, crippling his demonic eyes and taking the bloodlust out of his breath. Michael warned me not to follow this demon to Mars, but if I don’t kill him today, he’ll conquer tomorrow. Dear God, if You wish it to be so, give me strength to defeat him.

As the demon stares me down, I can feel his ultimate hate boiling from his being. He sharpens his claws against the crimson landscape underneath his paws, picking them up and attacking in blind rage. He pulls his left claw back while running towards me. I open up my wings, lift myself a few metres into the air and as the demon passes underneath me, I can see him wishing I didn’t have the advantage. It’s that same look I saw on his face when he ripped Maya’s wings off just before he killed her right in front of me. Through my tears, I followed him all the way to this place, and now he’s going to die...

He slams himself into the ground, covering himself in red dust. I need to attack before the beast sees me, but there’s one drawback being an angel - they can hear you coming. I dash down on him with my sword ready and glowing, pointing straight at him. When Michael gave me this sword, he said that I should use it wisely. I should use it for the glory of the Lord. I should use it for... Argh!!!

What just happened? I’m lying underneath this drooling creature covered in red! This can’t be the end?! Where is my sword?! What in Heaven’s Name happened???

I don’t have any time to think my way out of this one, it’s going to be do or die... I clench my left fist as tightly as I can and follow through with it into the demon’s face, if you can call that Picaso painting a face. As the abomination flies into the air, I pick myself up and ready my fists once again, seeing that from the corner of my eye, I noticed shards from my sword lying everywhere. The demon must have grabbed my blade as I dashed down towards him, taking my mind off the battle and writing lyrics dedicated to the use of my sword. He must have slammed me to the ground with that move, but it won’t happen again.

As my enemy hits the ground, I plant my fist down into his stomach, causing the fowl beast to groan as he pukes out what seems to be a damned soul. His eyes glare into the air, reflecting the neighbouring planet where the humans live. I can’t take my thoughts off of the matter at hand, literally, so I need to get back into this fight.

The demon is weakened by the soul that left his body and my time is now. Now he will pay for what he’s done to Maya! He will pay for shattering my sword!! Ugh, Michael’s going to pop a few thunder bolts through the air about that one. As the demon makes an attempt to chase after his beloved soul he just puked out, I grab him by his tail and his paws run out underneath him, causing the hell spawn to have a seat in a very sudden and abrupt manner. He now knows he will not live to see the red sky of Mars again. On this hell hole of a planet, he will be destroyed, wiped from the face of existence.

As I pull him back with my right hand, my left fist slams through his throat, causing the demon to choke on the taste of justice. As I feel him dying, I close my eyes. The relief and satisfaction that consumes me drives me to tears. I remove my left arm from the demon’s dead body, hoping that I did the right thing. In a distance, I can see Gabriel flying towards me, it must be a message from someone. He never has been one for a fight.

Michael always refers to the time when Gabriel couldn’t deliver a message because of an angel blocking him. It was the angel of Persia, nonetheless, but Michael quickly dealt with him. I wonder what Gabriel has to say. Will it be another of those spammy messages where some angel thinks he or she will die unless another angel prays for them, and if they don’t pass the message on, they will die too? Some of these guys are just ridiculous...

He will probably ask me what happened, as I still find myself covered in red dust and demon blood. But as far as he’s concerned, he only wants to be mailman. Still, I won’t pick a fight with the guy, he knows everybody in Heaven and can make life very difficult for an angel like me.

Mars isn’t a planet where you’d find an angel out for a picnic, Gabriel knows it’s full out war down here. It isn’t earth where he came down and everybody stood in awe, listening to every word he has to say. Down here, he’ll have to tread careful. Still, he makes his slow and pronouncing descent down to me. Now I know what he looked like when he gave Sarah and Maria the good news...

I wish he would be quick about it, I’m not really in a calm state of mind right now. I still need to get all those thoughts out of my mind. I can’t stop thinking about her. My sister, Maya. It’s a tragedy when an angel dies, but never in my life have I felt such a consuming pain when an angel died. Justice was served, but still that pain lingers. Still I want to shout at the top of my lungs to get this empty feeling out of me. I want to cry until the sun can’t find any more tears to dry up in my eyes. But it can wait, it has to wait. This won’t be my end, this will be my beginning.