The great war begins and for those unaware of what’s really going on, it’s not more than confusing chaos and unexplained horrors left and right.
Black leafless trees as far as the eye can see. Like a forest fire ravaged existence itself. Red skies plague a dark aura over all that is left. Dark daylight is as bright as a moment gets. The dirt beneath my boots crumbles like glass crackling under my weight. The great war merely strolled through here. In less than a week the entire state fell. The bunker managed to keep us safe in the meantime. There’s nothing but the aching screams echoing through the air left lingering. Entire buildings up and vanished into the chaos.
My grandmother always said the rapture would arrive without warning. It would just be here one day. And it seems that’s what took place.
One moment I’m at my first day at the office unpacking my things and getting settled in to the desk of a tragedy passed. The next moment my window view witnesses what I can only described as giant winged people attacking a tiny record store across the street. Within seconds their numbers are in the hundreds, then thousands. They’re popping… Read More
Sebastian finally finds a Gargoyle. Nothing how he expected it would be. And he’s forced to fight for his life.
30 feet tall, the size of a small house, the gargoyle stands before Sebastian. It’s body covered in rough stone armor. It shrieks like Godzilla and spreads its hundred foot wingspan across ready to pounce.
Sebastian finds himself caught between excitement and fear. He found exactly what he came to see. Events unfolding different than he’d imagine them. He takes off dashing into the woods.
Again, the gargoyle shrieks. It stomps behind Sebastian crashing down the trees as it proceeds. It gains on the boy with each slow giant step.
The woods tear apart behind Sebastian with the roar of an earthquake. The ground beneath his feet shakes viciously. He can barely keep his footing. Noting the gargoyle closing in he opts to attack it instead. He turns around and unloads one beam of deep purple energy out from the palms of his hands. They ineffective against the creature. The panic sends Sebastian running again.
“I didn’t even scratch it,” he says. “What am I going to do?”
He thinks back to whether or not he’d read about a weakness in Isaiah’s book, but only it’s armor was explained.
“If I can get rid of it’s armor I can attack that weak point,” Sebastian says out... Read More
Sebastian investigates the church and discovers it to be a prison. Finds only a priest and no gargoyles.
The chilly early autumn night breeze flows through the trees. Shhhhh, it silences the rest of the woods.
Sebastian eats up the excitement. The large church before him stands tall, a cathedral. Using the woods for cover he creeps over. Careful to not crack too many leaves or make any movements visible from outside the woods. Eyes peeled for priests and celestials. His eyes keep marveling up at the large gargoyle statue on the roof of the church.
In front of the church he dives behind some bushes. A priest comes out and stands at the bottom of the stairs from the entrance. Several seconds later the priest walks off into the woods. The coast is clear.
Out of the bushes and into the church Sebastian races. Hides between the pews and crawls to… Read More
Curious about the animals from the celestial realm, Sebastian sets off to find and see one in person.
Floating dust particles shine through the sun rays breaching the window. A loud snore fills the air. Sebastian tries to tune it out, nose buried in Isaiah’s books. There’s hundreds of them. They’re everywhere. On chairs. On couches. On the dinner table. The man’s only activity appears to be studying. Not common for someone so rude and obnoxious.
‘Gargoyles’ written in big golden letters on the spine of the book Sebastian’s holding. He stares with wonder and intrigue, fascinated at the creatures hand drawn onto the pages. Tiny cliff notes fill the corners of each page pointing out the different parts of the creatures. Weaknesses. How they attack. And he reads every word.
“I could definitely beat that one,” he says to himself poking the monster on the page. “The gargoyle. A bird with stone armor. Capable of flight,” he reads, “it can either stand up-right or run on its arms and legs. Like a gorilla that can fly.”
“That’s amazing!” Sebastian yelps as he springs to his feet.
Isaiah moans. Opens his eyes. Turns to the kid. Then says, “Goodnight mom,” and falls back out of consciousness.
Sebastian, shrunk nearly waking Isaiah and sits back down. Nose back in the book. “Only ever found at churches. A type of animal from the celestial realm.”
The gears in the kid’s head begin to spin. He’s remembering a… Read More
Addition to the Fallen Series taking place in the Far Future of the Series.
Hordes, like bats fresh out of a cave, of winged demons fly free and powerful flooding the blood soaked sky.
On land black sand rubs against the scaly belly of a garden snake slithering on an important quest. His determined pace is consistent, never breaking, never stopping, never considering any factor other than the quest.
For miles the sand is thick and nearly dry if not for the rain.
Creatures made of the darkest shadow, the doomed, lost souls and demons, claw their way out from the void.... Read More
...possibility that once they’re inside they’ll never come back out and freeze up at the cave entrance. They listen to the rumble inhale and exhale. Transistor and apostle, each with a gun in their hand, transmutations on Isaiah’s and scripture on Finn’s.
“So…” Finn begins. “Yeah, looks pretty bad,” he says.
“Pitch black, you mean!” Isaiah says.
“Yeah, that too,” Finn responds. “In?”
“I guess?” Isaiah questions whether or not they should turn around. The longer they stand there, the better of an idea it seems to just run away. “Before we change our minds,” he says and they walk inside. Isaiah’s gun shines gold, Finn’s purple and then gold, just enough to... Read More
The rumble of the earth quaking viciously collapses entire mountains and erupts volcanos firing bright orange magma. The neutral sky rains blood as the clouds part blasting a black mist beam onto the ground below, ungodly rays.
The leafs and bark on all the trees go dark and fall leaving an ash graveyard.
Wings on the Adonis with a golden glow falling from the sky, staff in hand, slow the drop and halt him atop those watching below.
The clergy united side by side with the fight for power, the celestial cowards bent on resetting the mindset to maintain control. Mere hours before the kid shows.
The last stand. Allister watches from above, crown on his head fist of his left hand eager to overthrow the old way. He must rule over those lost and show them the cost if they disobey.
Allister preaches of the day they’ll wreck for reckoning. The troops ready for war. Read More
...can handle being high,” Isaiah says, pressing down harder on the priest’s head.
“What exactly is it you even need money for?” Finn asks.
“He can’t answer right now,” Isaiah says, “He’s got his head in the clouds,” and grabs the silver gun off the table. Inscriptions glow gold on the sides of the pistol and the arms of the Transistor. Geometric patterns and tiny engraved words and squiggles connect.
“Take it easy,” Finn cautions Isaiah as he puts the pistol to the priest’s head.
“No.” A splash of red cracks through the coffee table’s glass top and it shatters.
Presidents fall gracefully through clouds of joy and ecstasy as a head crashes down right through them into a pool of chunky red. The bang echoes... Read More
...and a long drag later Isaiah is following Sebastian. Then he’s walking faster. Finally he runs right by Sebastian.
The cleric begins to run and the celestial takes flight close to the ground and burst into a ball of fire aimed straight for them.
Isaiah drops to one knee and using his back Sebastian propels himself high into the sky and then fires a blast launching him too high up to see. Isaiah sinking and vanishing into the dirt mere seconds... Read More
...agony roars from every direction, all at once. Continuous, they twist and morph into demonic laughs and back to horrid screams. Hundreds, thousands, millions of them stacked on top of each other repeating this monstrous loop.
And then a child phases into view. He stands before Isaiah terrified, shook to his core.
Isaiah’s profusely amused at the petrified child. “Hey,” he says, “kid!”
Sabastian fights to look away and loses the battle. His neurons are firing panic signals left and right. Trembling hands, sweaty forehead, wide eyes and Isaiah is watching the kid conclude the worst in his mind.
“Are you okay?” Isaiah asks, now getting worried the child hasn’t yet reacted.
The Sabastian goes to speak, but pauses. Profound confusion mixed with fear... Read More
...child in the gate!” he explains.
“Wait… It’s been like half a day…” she says, eyebrow raise high.
“EXACTLY!” Isaiah shouts.
“You’re serious?” Sarah asks.
“No, I’m fucking joking. Of course I’m serious! What would even be the point of a lie like that?”
Isaiah explains what’s going on to Sarah on the way out of the woods. He tells her how the boy ate the fruit of knowledge and was led to the gate for his own protection. He explain how he needs her help to track the passage the boy used to cross the gate.
Agreeing to help, they... Read More
...out of the other still focused on the black hole. This copy is distorted. Somehow different. Subtle deformities. The eyes aren’t quite right. The nose isn’t quite right. It’s a monster. He spreads his arms out and a glowing yellow field of light divides him from Isaiah and Sarah. They stare at each other, as if communicating a telepathic message they both face the field and fire, but nothing happens.
“Can you move us through... Read More
...what the hell is going on?” Isaiah asks.
“Seth has spoken your name…” Ref says from within Isaiah’s mind.
“THAT’S IMPOSSIBLE!” his heart races. Isaiah’s palms are instantly sweaty. The hairs on his arms and the back of his neck stand on end. Suspended midair, he turns to the church. Sarah visibly sees the fear crawling on the surface of Isaiah’s skin, that’s enough to send her into a panic, and to also look where he... Read More
...You kill us? He won’t even do his own dirty work. Has his little bitch doing it?” Isaiah look away from him. “Brainwashed jackass,” he says.
“Watch your mouth fool! It is you who is brainwashed!” the priest says. “Allow me to introduce myself, my name is Abe-“
“HOV!” Isaiah yells out, interrupting the priest.
Sarah giggles quietly in her spot.
The priest takes a moment of silence before saying, “Abraham.”
“Is it now?” Isaiah asks. “Thought that name was for those following the light.”
“I suppose now is as good a time as any to exercise sin and rid the earth of evils such as yourselves,” Abraham says.
“Forgive me, Designer, for what I must do,” Sarah says.
“No need to bluff girl. Your shackles... Read More
... continues to ask. Hopeful. But as the hours gather and all that exists is this place within the ring of fire, separate from the rest of the universe, hope withers and he goes catatonic.
Curled into the fetal position he stays in the center of the ring for hours and hours. And then a day. And then two days. And then three.
A week in this prison of emptiness, this most awful of places, Sebastian gets up. He’s still trapped. The screams are infinite. Everywhere. Everything.
And two weeks go by. Sebastian has not yet seen or heard anything but the screams and the roars and the gargling and the tortured pain.
And three weeks go by. Sebastian screams in agony. In hate. In anger for being aware of being in this place. Stuck in this hell. He’s attempted... Read More
...and out the room, through an apartment littered with books and loose pages, documentations of transistor like himself and their ability of transmutation. “Don’t have to do shit!”
“I led him to the gate.”
“Whwhat?! What the fuck, Ref? What’s wrong with you, then?” he stops in front of the build. “Do you know where it is at least? If that’s even possible!”
“Great! Thanks. Shit! I’m on it, FUCK!” Isaiah complains his way down the Queens’ sidewalk.
“Fuck you! Go away!” He walks into a liquor store and walks out with a cigarette hanging from his lips, a Newport pack in his shirt pocket and an open beer in his hand.
The store owner runs out with a gun. “STOP! Give me my shit!” he yells at Isaiah.
Isaiah raises his right hand and flips him the bird. The transmutation lines on his upper body and arms glow gold through his shirt and he sinks into the sidewalk vanishing. He’s gone as far as the store owner knows. Isaiah walks out of the window of a bodega... Read More
...unaware of the oddity occurring. The room fuzzes out and Sebastian topples over. His head slams into the floor and he immediately begins to seize. His body shakes and rattles. His eyes are focused on the brightly lit wall before him.
He feels trapped inside his head, unable to move or speak. Unable to anything.
And then it stops.
And the wall comes into focus.
“What just happened?” he asks, checking his arms and hands. He’s not glowing anymore. And he sort of remembers a man forcing him to eat a fruit before passing out. And the man on the floor.
Sebastian turns to the man, startled he backs into a wall and just stares.
There’s a hole in the man’s... Read More
...radiate their orange flame against the walls of the lobby. They twirl and spin, flickering when Finn walks by.
A nearly inaudible hum echoes through, never ending, but always faint. Finn slows his pace when he hears it. “They’re definitely here,” he says. At the end of the lobby a door leads to a final chamber. The closer he is the louder the hum. “It’s definitely coming through there.” Clearing up it reveals to be chanting. They’re opening a gate. “No! This needs to stop before more come through!” Finn yells, lunging to the chamber and down its spiral staircase.
Bottom level, a celestial is bridging a gap to his dimension. Finn walks in to hands held high, reaching for the ceiling. A tall toothpick in a suit. White feathery wings tucked in against his back. He’s facing a large blue floating orb. The wormhole to their world.
From the corner of his eye the celestial sees Finn walk into the room. His focus is taken away from the orb. The orb shrinks and... Read More
...Seraphial retracts her wings, appearing just human. A yellow aura begins to surround her. Her bare feet lift from the street. She raises her hands high above her head and makes fists. As she drags those fists down against the air a large bolt of lightning pierces through the heavens, then the atmosphere and land right on Sebastian. Where it lands it explodes and launches him half a block down right into the 20th story of a sky scraper. A hovering start, she releases her wings and takes off after Sebastian while he’s still midair, catching up with him as he slams through the building. She grabs him by the ankles and tosses him further into the building. Then repeats this until they’re on the other side and she flings him through a window right down to the street below... Read More