Some hours later across the states in a different location. Red fires burned in the skies striking those who ran, screams echoed across the cities. Tears streamed as wailing prayers could be heard as thousands tried to protect each other. Shock and terror touched every surviving face, as children held onto their dying parents. He's eyes crackled with a blessed power witnessing, hearing a soft deep breath. Seeing an image of a woman cloaked in black her hands holding a diamond within her hands. Cradling with a blessed sense of awareness, he heard her whispering,
"This I know...so small to the eyes of all...May it glow...with truth I know...your enemies thousands seeking blood...against the ones...who know...brighten with might...know what I know...watch the blessings of what's right...May this be your might.. Great Angels of flight...lightning crackled in the nights of terror...as the pillar of fifth...of what we know...watch thy enemies fall...take such a breath of life...watch, see, what is known...IGNITE."
He gasped taking a deep breath, armored men moved through the horrors of innocent victims. Their weapons ready to fire, a young man took another breath taking out enemy after enemy. He watched the young man take each one down, raising his hands to see the blood there. A crackle of white lightning strikes through the streets his shoulders begin to glow brighter his blonde hair wiped across his face looking to the skies above. His eyes narrowed as an unseen force boomed going into perfect silenced still. Everything of war made vanishes as other enemies disappear his hands become light. A tear streamed down his face, walking through the streets touching everyone he came across healing them.
A silhouette figured leaped out a sword drawn with one fast swing, he bent his knees his feet slightly spread. A huge bastard sword appeared in his hands as he rose it just above his head looking at the healing victims. With a perfect move of deflection he counter-moved the attack. As the would be attacker hit something hard, flying backwards through the air. Landing on his feet stopping his slide as he braced himself by the solid ground. A huge globe of invisible barrier encircled the unknown man wielding the Bastard sword. A woman stepped out of the shadows as a young man, stepped in front of her. A diamond glowing in the center of her entwined hands, raising her eyes to look at him straight on. Her eyes glowing of a purple flame igniting around, a flaming orange fire in the symbol of a bird spread across her chest with every heart beat. Tears streamed down her face in a glittering purple, he glared at raising his blade for another attack. Going into a full sprint in her direction, decreasing the distance. When an angel appeared his wings igniting in the colors of a rainbow. A wall of fire rose in front of him, he gasped flipping backwards facing her again, his sword still in position.
He growled with hatred,
"This world will fail, look around you there is no power above only war."
Remaining silent the woman lifted her chin she answered his statement,
"Watch, see, what is known. IGNITE"
The skies cleared of red flame to a pure blue sky, the sounds of men's voices began to sing. The skies began to brighten in a golden light as thousands upon thousands of Angels appeared. A huge six winged male came out of no where crushing the tanks on the street. His black wings spread wide, taking every enemy down with a spin.
Tripping men around him falling backwards on their backs. He hissed running towards her full throttle swing his blade in the way it would kill her. A huge hand grabbed him lifting him up high, he swung his blade going through an invisible force unable to strike. His sword fell to the ground as an armored hand reached for the handle. Slamming the blade into the ground, Blue eyes gleamed lightning crackled in his gaze.
"No Power Above? For He is Known. He knows not you."
Men fell to their knees their eyes huge as the Angel spread his wings wide. His armor gleamed with the kiss of the sun, the man spun trying to escape from the large hand. His eyes narrowed when the streets changed, from war to peace. Children laughed blowing bubbles into a soft breeze, a little girl laughed lifting up her new puppy adjusting the oversized pink bow. As woman laughed in conversation, men smiled going to work with determined expressions not to be late. The man growled still trying to escape, as blue eyes crackled with lightning. A ripple spread through the city, his right winged rippled he whispered,
"You've been released from your illusion, No Power Above?"
He gasped realizing he was sitting in the backseat of a police car hand cuffed. The cops looked over the sword picking it up with plastic gloves disposing it into a bag of evidence. He gasped as the huge Angel smiled disappearing the young woman still watching him. Tears streaming down her face the purple flame burning harmlessly within her gaze. Pulling her cap down over her eyes, walking away in silence. The cops hit the sirens driving off heading in the direction of the prison. He stared out the window watching the activity of people in daily duties. Shaking his head in denial he shouted,
"No, No this can not be its impossible. The world fails."
Hazel eyes watched him through the rear view mirror, he gasped as six wings rose around him. He jerked lifting his legs gasping as he tried to crawl up the back seat, avoiding the contact of touch as the hazel eyed cop smiled in the rear view mirror. Pulling his shades down he took a quick turn to the left. The police officer took a breath, his US Marshall badge glittered in the light as he stated firmly with a deep voice,
"You'll recieve medical attention in prison to help with your psychological struggles. No Worries."