ARCHANGELS FURY

by Moerland, Scott; Clarke, Marnie; Gaspandrei

  “No one truly dies,” Uriel said. “You are all made of energy and energy cannot be destroyed.”

  “How are they going to do it?” Jim asked.

  “We aren’t sure. It could be a virus or disease or a weapon of mass destruction. During World War Two they got the Nazis to do their dirty work for them by making sure they had weapons that were far more sophisticated than the rest of the world’s. We don’t know for sure but we will just have to wait and try to find them before they do. Only Satan’s warriors can adopt physical form. Satan cannot adopt physical form but his evil radiates all over the planet. Floods, famine, earthquakes and the evil that men do are a direct or indirect result of his influence.”

  Jim nodded, reluctantly accepting what he was being told. He left the house and went to the back shed. He opened his father’s gun safe and began sorting through the weapons. They ranged from .22 calibre rifles to shotguns. The SERT team vehicle had modern weapons including a .50 calibre sniper rifle, MP5 sub machine guns, Glock pistols and six M4 assault rifles. Inside, Bondy cleaned the sniper rifle and asked Metatron if he would like to help. The archangels then gathered around a table on the veranda of Jim’s old Queenslander to organise the arsenal.

  CHAPTER 5

  DEMONS’ MEETING

  66 degrees N 60 degrees E

  NORTHERN RUSSIA

  Sammael paced up and down in the snow, anger on his face. He looked with contempt at the congregation of demons sitting in the snow as they waited patiently for his address. As the last couple of demons flew in and sat down, the arch demon Molloch stood and reported to Sammael that they were all present.

  “We have gathered here to finalise our plans to wipe out the majority of God’s precious little humans,” Sammael said to the crowd. “Satan has placed me in charge and you had better not defy me. You are some of Satan’s best agents in non-physical form. Let’s hope you are just as good in physical form.

  “This is the third time we have taken physical form on this pathetic planet and it will be the last. We have failed in non-physical form to influence these idiots to destroy themselves, so now we will do it for them. The humans are actually being nice to each other and following His word more and more. They are losers! What a pathetic joke that He expected us to bow down to them. They are underachievers because they are beginning to be more interested in other people than themselves.

  “God has forgiven them an infinite number of times and yet we decide to follow another path and we get sent straight to hell for it. Well, if He loves them that much, we will send them to Him. This will be our final act of revenge on His most beloved creation.

  “The first time we were here, in the seventh century, we were disorganised. We killed many people by infiltrating heads of certain tribes in Arabia and turning them against each other. We caused pestilence, plague and famine but the direct damage we could inflict was minor because we could use only the technology and resources available to the human race during each cycle. This is important! Satan’s greatest trick was convincing these idiots we didn’t exist. I know some of you are frustrated by this rule but if we had have created weapons way outside the bounds of their own technology they would have known Satan existed. If they knew Satan was real they would have turned to God and ruined our chances of enslaving as many of them in hell as we have. You will be pleased to know that Satan has allowed us to use any technology we want this time. We will be utilising the Nephilim to our advantage. Their alien technology will triumph over almost all of the humans’ already inferior abilities.

  “The second time we were here, in the 14th century, they still didn’t have anything significant we could use so we helped spread the bubonic plague, which Satan caused. This was a success in the respect that we helped wipe out a third of Europe but that is nothing compared to what we can do now.

  “The humans have finally progressed from using swords and spears on each other and now we can use their weapons of mass destruction, too. We are going to use the world’s smallest organisms against them once again. By the time people realise they are going to die and a global pandemic is upon them, their ability to communicate this fact will be thwarted. We have the ability to communicate telepathically but if any of you get killed our cloaking power will be diminished and the archs will temporarily be able to read our minds. SO DON’T GET KILLED!

  “Humans need their technology to do what we can do naturally. Humans have become so reliant on this pitiable technology that they take communicating with each other on opposite sides of the planet for granted. A constant stream of EMP interference from the Nephilim will drive them back to their most primal state. Let’s see how much God loves them then. Sure, we could use nuclear weapons but that will be quick! Satan wants them to suffer and, in their suffering, hopefully turn against God.

  “Right now we have had the archs dumbfounded as to what we’re going to do next. We have killed hundreds in the past two weeks and you should have absorbed enough energy to whet your appetite. It’s time to stop with the crucifixions and put together our plans to kill every one of these pathetic maggots.”

  “What about the human who killed Lilith?” Molloch asked. “We must not allow him to go unpunished.”

  “He and his family will probably be protected by the archs and I can’t see their location at this time,” Sammael replied. “Once we have wiped out the majority of this feeble race, we will put all of our efforts into taking our revenge on the archs and he and his family will be a bonus. We will attack them with all our numbers and kill them the same way they have killed us!”

  As Sammael finished his speech the demons cheered and growled. He ordered the other arch demons to organise their troops and fly to separate continents to put their plans into action.

  THE VILLAGE

  Not far away was a small village. Asmodious took his 65 demons to kill the villagers the old-fashioned way before moving into the cities. The other arch demons took their demons in other directions.

  After a short flight, Asmodious and his contingent landed in the main road of the village to wreak their mayhem. An old man sitting on the porch of his small house stopped sipping his vodka and stared at the demons in amazement. One of their number pulled out a small sub machine gun, pointed it at the old man and killed him with one shot. The demons scattered throughout the village, running into houses and killing indiscriminately. Their eyes started to glow red with the chaos they were causing.

  Upon hearing the gunfire and seeing the massacre unfold, one young man from the far end of the village ran into his house and pulled a pump-action shot gun from under his bed. He knew there was nowhere to run in the vast, icy landscape so he sat in the corner of his house shaking with fear, his shot gun pointed at the door. The gunfire continued outside and the screams came closer and closer. Before long the door of the house was opened. A demon walked in and saw the young man pointing the gun at him. Almost as soon as the demon raised his pistol the young man pulled the trigger, blowing a massive hole in the demon’s chest. As he fell he shot the young man in the head.

  Throughout the town, the demons stopped what they were doing when they sensed that one of their own had been killed. Their cloaking ability had disappeared for a short time.

  Thousands of kilometres away in Australia the archangels jumped to their feet, knocking the table they were sitting at and startling Jim and Bondy. They stood silently, their eyes glowing bright blue. “What is it?” Jim asked.

  After a brief silence, Metatron spoke. “One of the demons was just killed … We can sense their location.”

  “Where are they?”

  “They are in Russia now but they are flying all over the world,” Luke said.

  “I saw what they’re planning on doing,” Raphael said.

  “What?” asked Bondy.

  Uriel answered him. “You need to get as many people out of the cities as possible. They are going to use a combination of biological warfare and electromagnetic pulses to stop people around the world commu
nicating with each other.”

  “Oh, God, help us,” Amitiel said. Immediately, a seraph appeared to the archangels. It was in non-physical form. The archs knelt on one knee but the humans, who could not see it, stood watching them in puzzlement, wondering who they were talking to.

  “What are God’s orders?” asked Raphael.

  “You are to leave one arch here with the family,” the seraph said. “The rest of you are to track down the demons and expel them from earth.”

  The seraph disappeared and the angels stood. Metatron, Luke, Amitiel and Uriel took flight and Raphael stayed with the family. The humans and Raphael watched as the archs flew into the distance. They saw four small clouds form behind the archs and heard four sonic booms as they broke the sound barrier.

  THE FACILITY

  A few hours later in a classified biological research installation in America’s Arizona desert, a young scientist was entering the room that housed the biological hazard suits. When he had dressed, his superior, through an intercom in his suit, guided him in carrying out the necessary safety checks before he moved into the next room. When he entered the level 4 room of the installation, which held the researchers’ most dangerous concoctions, he opened a cupboard. Inside were about 40 canisters labelled H12E.

  The scientist pulled a rod out of the canister and examined it under a microscope while listening to his superior over the intercom. Another group of scientists watched him on camera in a nearby room. The man looked like an astronaut as he fiddled with his microscope and handled his equipment with care.

  The group of scientists watched the man on CCTV and took notes while the head researcher addressed them.

  “The virus he is examining here is the most powerful biological warfare agent humans have ever made. We have taken the Ebola virus, strengthened it and mixed it with A, B and C strains of the Influenza virus, effectively turning it into an airborne pathogen.” As the researcher finished speaking, a young woman raised her hand. “How have you done this and what are its applications?”

  “Through 20 years of manipulating genes and its applications are nil, hopefully,” the head researcher replied. “The government thinks it is better that we own the most deadly thing on earth as a deterrent rather than anything else. We are at the moment working on an antidote. As we have only just perfected the agent, we are working on the safeguard. You people have been carefully selected to work here. Our research is critical in safeguarding our way of life. Unfortunately in this world nowadays it isn’t just who has the biggest gun but who has the most effective bio weapons as well. Let’s just hope there will never, ever be a day when something like this is actually used. As you would have noticed on your way in this morning, security is tight. Not only is our location a secret but the powers that be have spared no expense in ensuring that none of these agents fall into the wrong hands. Yes, I too sometimes find the Abrams tanks and the marines outside a little intimidating.”

  “What are the symptoms if someone comes into contact with the H12E virus?” another scientist asked.

  “There are none at first; the virus will simply incubate and multiply for about 10 days, giving the poor unsuspecting carrier ample time to spread the virus. After that all the symptoms of the original Ebola virus will hit the subject like a tonne of bricks. The virus interferes with the endothelial cells lining the interior surface of blood vessels, and with coagulation. As the blood vessel walls become damaged and the platelets are unable to coagulate, patients succumb to hypovolemic shock. That’s after the onset of fever, headache and bleeding from every orifice in their body. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, this is not a pleasant way to go. The mortality rate for the original Zaire Ebola virus was already very high but this strain has been strengthened, which means anyone who has direct exposure to the virus has very little chance of living. It is also airborne; it can survive outside of the body for up to an hour, which means this strain would spread like wildfire. That’s where you come in. For the next year we are going to be working on the safeguard for this strain. You’ll receive good funding from the government, the opportunity to work with state of the art equipment and the freedom to put all your years of knowledge and experience into good use here. OK, if you’d like to follow me I’ll give you a tour of the rest of the facility and show you your living quarters.”

  The group of scientists exited the room and continued getting acquainted with the high-tech facility.

  The facility was surrounded by a 10-metre-high wire fence. Its one main entrance had a guard box and boom gate. The perimeter was guarded by 20 marines doing staggered roving patrols. An Abrams tank was permanently stationed on the outside.

  One of the marines sat in the guard box reading a magazine. Suddenly, a sword came straight through the wooden wall, penetrating the young marine’s chest and killing him within seconds. The sword-wielding demon then flapped his wings and flew over to the tank. The demons’ swords and their strength were not of this world, so the demon was able to swing his sword and chop off the tank’s gun turret with a single blow. Within a couple of seconds the tank’s machine gunner began shooting from inside the tank but another demon flew to the side of the tank and planted several C4 charges, which blew the tank to pieces.

  Just as the tank was obliterated, 50 demons led by the arch demon Balan flew in and opened fire on the soldiers. While some demons were shooting, others began cutting through the wire fence with ease. Others simply leapt over it.

  The rest of the marines spread out and returned fire. The demons not only outnumbered them but their supernatural speed and ability was too much for the marines. The marines were shooting haphazardly in a frustrating and futile exercise. The casualties the marines were inflicting were minimal compared to casualties they were receiving. The demons were fighting with a combination of their swords and the marines’ own guns.

  The screams of the marines yelling out their target indications were useless because the demons were moving far too quickly. The fire fight was nothing short of a highly disorganised and unsuccessful turkey shoot. With the amount of rounds that were being fired it was inevitable that the marines would hit a few targets eventually but the majority of the soldiers fell within half a minute of the fight’s beginning. After only a minute, just two marines were left. They ran and took up an excellent fire position behind a sandbag barricade a few metres away from the entrance to the main facility.

  The demons had no other way of getting in so the first demon used his wings and flew full speed at them and both of them opened fire with their M16s. The panic and adrenalin running through the marines caused them to empty their entire clips into the first demon, which blew him to pieces. As this happened and several other demons died, the archangels, who were in full flight, sensed their exact position and changed course. Thousands of kilometres away, Sammael also sensed what had happened, and screamed and cursed with fury.

  As the two remaining marines nervously changed magazines, the arch demon Balan landed behind them. One realised he was there and as Balan went to plunge his sword into his back the marine used all his might and smashed the butt of his M16 rifle into Balan’s face. The force of the butt stroke would have split a human’s skull open and killed him but Balan’s head was merely knocked to the side. Balan picked the same marine up by the neck with one arm while simultaneously plunging his sword into the other marine’s eye socket and through his entire head.

  As Balan gazed into the eyes of the marine as he held him off the ground, choking him, the rest of the demons stormed inside the complex to steal the deadly virus, with which they planned to end humanity.

  Just as the marine was drifting off into unconsciousness Balan looked up and to the right. His expression turned to one of disbelief as the archangels descended on him like an avalanche. He threw the marine to the ground and took up a defensive pose against the archangels as the marine gasped for air, struggled to his feet and ran away.

  The demons inside the complex were systematically slaughtering every
scientist, janitor and technician that was in the facility as well as destroying all the communication and laboratory equipment they could find. They smashed down the doors and airtight windows and eventually got into the room they were aiming for. Through the glass, the scientist in the HAZCHEM suit witnessed his colleagues being murdered; he stood there in terror as one of the demons knocked down the door and punched straight through the visor on his suit, killing him instantly. The demons bagged every canister of the virus and divided the bags between them before making their way out of the complex facility.

  Outside, as the four archs approached Balan, Luke placed his hand across Metratron’s chest, signalling for him and the others to stand fast. As Balan and Luke prepared to fight, the rest of the demons came flooding out of the facility. The three other archangels immediately engaged them. Balan screamed, “Get the virus out of here!” before he and Luke started an intense, lightning-fast fight.

  Metatron, Uriel and Amitiel fought with synchronised precision but three of the demons took flight, escaping with the bags of virus canisters.

  Uriel rose to give chase but he was hit in the air by two other demons. He fought them off, killing them with his sword. The fight had not lasted long but it was long enough for the three other demons to escape with the deadly virus.

  Uriel glanced down as the two demons fell and then looked into the distance, watching helplessly as the other demons escaped. He yelled with anger, pointed his sword down toward the others with his right hand, pulled out a handgun with his left hand and flew back down to rejoin the fight.