My Fallen Angel Prologue: The End of The Beginning.
4 million years ago
the future location of the Whitetail Woods
A/N: Hello every pony it's Battle Damage here with new story. Hope you like it my slaves.
I stood over the battlefield, it was a barren landscape. The two opposing armies had laid waste to this once beautiful planet. This was the final battle between the demon army of hell and the angelic army of God, this battle was win or die for both sides, and the angels were losing. I was an Endoriri, commonly referred to as Fallen Angels, because like demons we used the dark arts to achieve our goals, but unlike demons we used our powers for good. I was the last surviving Endoriri. The Endoriri used to compose of God's most elite fighters.
"It is time." said a feminine voice behind me. I turn around to see my lover, Vervada (I know not very angelic but I couldn't think of anything) standing behind me.
"Dont do this Vervada" I warned her.
"This must be done. The generals have cast their votes and it was unanimous." She replied. I turn back to the battlefield and say, "The ENTIRE human race was condemned to hell for what you and the others are about to do."
"If we do not do this we WILL lose, but if we summon HIM we will win. Beside they have killed millions of your friends, how could you NOT wish this fate upon them." She asked with legitimate confusion.
Drawing her into a tight hug I whisper, "I may hate them to the very bottom of my black heart, but no being deserves to have their soul eaten. The pain from such a thing is literally incomparable to anything else." Breaking the hug I look back at the battlefield to see the demons readying for another charge. Out of an original 5.4 MILLION angels sent to fight this war, only 2,415 remained alive, and even then only about half that were in any shape to fight. The demons literally outnumbered us 4,000 to one.
Turning back around I whisper, "Vervada my love, I will not stop you, but I will not help you. If you want to summon Death himself, then so be it. I want nothing to do with you. Do not follow me. Do not seek me out. Do not talk to me. I will love you now and forever, but I am done." To emphasize what I had just said I tear off my shoulder pads bearing the symbol of the Army of God and throw them at her feet. Turning from both the battlefield and the angel's camp I walk away.
"HOW DARE YOU! HOW DARE YOU TURN YOUR BACK ON YOUR FRIENDS... ON ME!" She screams at me.
Without stopping I say, "I have not trned my back on you. You have turned your back on me." And with that I start to run.
After an hour of constant running there was an explosion and I was thrown to the ground. Getting back up I look back to where the angel's camp used to be. The camp had been completely obliterated. In the middle of what used to be a camp was a fifteen foot tall figure. It wore a long flowing robe like the one I wore. Except instead of being a dark grey, the right half was a spotless white, while the left half was a midnight black. Its hood was drawn back to reveal a human males face that looked both young and old at the same time.
This was Death. I see him look at me and his mouth moves. Even though he was several miles away I could hear his rasping voice right next to me.
"Do not fear Angel, you were spared because you did not wish to summon me. Oh and before I forget never forget your sworn duty to protect the three objects in your possession."
"I~I~I will never forget Master Death." I stammer.
"Good now continue and may God's light shine upon you Mace. I need to take care of these demons." He said turning towards the demon army.
'How did he know my Angelic name' I thought to myself. Not wasting a second I get up and continue running.
Behind me I heard the screams of the demons. If you have ever felt the pain of being pushed through a glass window, having your balls chopped off, being stabbed in the kidneys with a dull spoon, and being dropped in a vat of lemon juice all at the same time, well then you have enough pain for one-one thousandth of your soul being eaten. Now imagine that happening to tens of thousands of demons all at once. Nothing deserved such a fate. (Except maybe Adolf Hitler, may he rot in hell for the rest of eternity and then some.)
I walked and walked, not really caring where just walking. Eventually I find myself in front of a sapling. Surprised, I look around. There was not another living thing in sight, probably on the planet. Then an Idea came to me. This will be my resting place. Reaching into my robe I pull out three items. The first was a sword. Its blade made of obsidian and the hilt of pearl. It was enchanted so that its blade would never break or ever dull. Laying this down on the left side of the tree I pull out the next object. This one was a shield made of diamond and like the sword, was unbreakable. In the center of the shield was the symbol of a black heart surrounded by yellow light. The third and last object was a giant war hammer made of solid gold. As the last of the Endoriri God had charged me with the safekeeping of these two elements. Charging my word with magic and through my words the weapons I say,
"This is the sword and shield of the Element of Protection..." I lay down the shield over the sword and then continue, "And this is the Element of Strength..." I then lay the hammer down on the other side of the sapling, "...when something on this god for saken planet that is worthy of these two Elements of Harmony, these lost elements, then wake me from my slumber," and with that I draw my own personal sword and plant the tip into the ground. Standing there facing east I cast another spell. Then I start to feel my skin begin to harden into stone. Before darkness overtakes me a single tear rolls down my cheek. 'Goodbye Vervada, I'll miss you.' Then everything goes black as I fall asleep.