Shadow-eyes: Prologue

Germany, 1945, Battle of Normandy

The war between the forces of good and evil had reached its climax. Michael led his battalions into war against the foe, Baal and his army of demons and night beasts. As Michael dodged Baal's javelin, Michael knew that the only hope for the humans in this war would have to rest in their choices and the fate of one boy. Michael sliced his sword through Canker's helmet when Canker intervened in Baal's defeat. Michael returned to Baal and they continued their vicious fight to determine the fate of Germany.

Germany, 1945, VE-day

Michael finally cleaned and sheathed his sword for the first time in over 5 years. He looked over the streets of Berlin at the chaos caused by the physical and spiritual war. Michael turned to one of his soldiers.

"How many," Michael asked, "How many were defeated in this year's battle?"

The Angelic soldier responded, "Millions, sir"

"Which side incurred the heaviest losses?"

"Physical realm, the Axis Powers lost the fight heavily. Spiritual realms; when Baal fled, his army crumpled and were banished to Tartarus."

"bah, humans call this a war," Michael looked southeast, "This was a mere battle"

Michael turned away from the soldier and issued an order to the angelic army.

"Men, clean up and let's go home"

At these words, the angels cleaned their weapons and went away. Meanwhile a young boy looked up and saw an angel scanning the streets of Berlin before disappearing. The boy ran to the spot where the angel vanished and searched around the area. Finding nothing, he turned away and started home.

"Psst," A voice whispered, "Would you like to use your powers to the fullest?"

"Powers, what powers?" The boy asked.

"Why, the powers behind your eyes, my friend. Always seeing those beings where no one else can see them. Very rare, that power." The creature said as it coalesced into a humanoid form.

"Why sure, I would like to use my powers to their fullest. What do I have to do?"

"Oh why, all you have to do is merely say I am your teacher and I will teach you to use your powers."

"Ok, you're my teacher." The boy bowed and the creature smiled a dark sinister smile. The creature left and as he did, the boy's eyes turned jet-black.

The Flame Pits: Hell; 1993

"Master, the creature has enslaved yet another human soul who has the Sight." A demon said to a figure wreathed in smoke."

"Really? That is the 5th one in less than 50 years. The Sight is occurring more often. Give me the age statistics." The pit lord snarled

"Yes sir, the ages are 7-18, occurs mostly in boys of middle-eastern descent, though known to occur in girls of Caucasian races."

"Hmm, you have served me well," the being rose from its throne, "I don't need the creature to capture the last ones. I will do it myself."

The lower demon bowed before Dagon and Dagon vaporized the demon. "Fool, you doubted me, now you belong to the Abyss."