"Robert.." A booming voice spoke, cutting through the hold sleep held on the tired priest's mind. His fogged consciousness recognized the voice by the distinct overabundance of.. purity it had to it. A pure, rumbling thunder. Blinking, he sat up in his bed. "Robert.. it is time. You must wake, and we must hurry forth." Visions flashed through Robert's mind. A vivid image of a small girl standing before a great fire that burned with all the intensity of hell. Hell. The word hung in his mind for moments, serving as a reminder. "The Morningstar will rise if we do not move to act." Robert let out a heavy breath through his nostrils, then swung his legs over the side of the bed, pushing himself to his feet with his hands. "The girl, who is she?" Muttered the priest, grabbing a pair of pants and slipping them on. "The girl is to be his means of rising. Through her sacrifice, he will return." Robert was silent for a few more moments as he worked into a white shirt, buttoning it up shortly afterwards.
"What are our goals? Who are we up against?" As he exited the room, he grabbed the trenchcoat hanging off of the coat-hook on his door. "Several of my brethren. Archangels that chose to abandon our Father to pursue the ways of the Dark Prince. If we are to prevent them from resurrecting Lucifer, we must protect the girl at all costs." As Robert stood in his living room, he was stopped by a sight that he had only seen once before. A figure stood before him, its uniform, genderless body comprised of innocent, divine light. Lightning crackled across the surface of its body. "What is it?" Robert asked. The being set its hand on Robert's shoulder. "There is something you must understand, Robert. In the event that we have no other choice, if my brothers grow close to sacrificing the girl, we will have to kill her before the sacrifice can be completed." The priest froze. Killing a child. How could the holy, divine creature ask such a thing of him? "No. I cannot, the blood of a child on my h-" He was interrupted with a wave of the being's hand.
"You would allow the return of Lucifer just to spare the life of a child? Robert, if he returns, there will be untold chaos. Hundreds of thousands will die because one man refused to act." After a few moments of silence, Robert simply stepped past the being. "Robert-" This time, it was Robert who did the interrupting, one of his hands holding up to silence the being. "We're wasting enough time here as it is." With that, the golden being disappeared. The sound of lightning boomed throughout the household, and not even a millisecond later.. the priest was gone.
The archangel of lightning had begun his quest.
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