"A movement in the force?!" Michael huffed out in confusion. What the hell did that even mean? "Prophet. You have one job and that is to receive God's word and share with me. So, cease with your childish jibberish and explain. And do it clearly and do it quickly."

'That's two jobs' thought Kevin, but Kevin quickly ended that train of though and settled himself. How could he even begin to explain the feelings and images he had just seen. "I'm sorry sir. I mean Lord Michael. Please forgive me it's just it's been such a long time since I have received any visions or messages from your father…. I mean God and I've never experienced anything like what I felt in the vision." Kevin moved closer to Michael and gingerly placed both his shaking hands on the table and after a few deep breaths he said as quickly as possible: "It's hard to describe. One minute I was going about my business serving you and the next it was as if I was not here but that I was in another place and watching events unfold."

'Get on with it'. Michael realised that perhaps a new approach was needed as it looked as if Kevin either was too scared to recall his vision or too scared to tell him what the vision was. Scaring him directly wasn't going to get the much-needed information out of his prophet so reluctantly he moved to sit down at the table opposite the human and against his very nature he slightly softened his voice so it was less an order a more a cajoled prompt and said "OK Kevin. This is important, many lives may depend on it so take a deep breath and tell me what you think you saw".

Though it felt like hours, it was only two minutes tops before Kevin had the courage to speak. "I was miles from here. It looked as if it was happening out in the Westlands out near what used to look like one of the earlier battlefields. At first it was mainly a feeling. I felt a great surge of power enter our world. Emmm, maybe enter isn't the right word. It's hard to describe – it felt like a great power cut right into this world – our world. No, I mean your world. I felt something puncture a hole in our universe. The energy was new and innocent. I went to look closer to see what it was and there was a line of light standing in a clearing. It looked like a rip in time and our space. A rift of about seven feet high. And it glowed. Did I tell you it glowed. Well it did. It kept humming and pulsing."

Realising the irritation on Michaels' face, Kevin stopped babbling and composed himself to continue. Whilst this was going on, Michaels' mind began to process what he was hearing. 'Energy? New and innocent? Rip in time and space? Pulsing? What does this mean? Is father back or is he sending me a new mission? What on earth is going on?'

Kevin continued: "I think time moved forward, but then I saw a man with dark hair and blue eyes come out of the rip or I'm going to call it a rift, cause that's way cooler. Sorry Sire, I mean Lord Michael. I'll continue. His aura it was strange but similar. He felt like an angel, but he felt off or different as if he wasn't from our world. Lord Michael he looked kinda lost or confused but then he met with one of the rebel leaders. I can't be sure, but I felt hope coming from the rebel sir and then he left."

'Rebels meeting with off world angels? What is going on? Hope! /! What does it mean?' As Michael began to ponder the information Kevin continued. "Time seemed to jump again and it's then I felt something change. It's hard to explain. The dark-haired blue-eyed man or I mean angel came back through sir. But. Ehh….." Kevin had stopped talking mid sentence. His body language had changed as if he wasn't sure whether sharing the next information was in fact a betrayal or whether not sharing was the betrayal. But his thoughts and opinion were irrelevant, and Michael decided that the gentle approach was not working fast enough so he clenched his fist and pain rocked through Kevin's body. A sharp reminder of who the master was.

"Ahhhhhh. I'm so sorry master. Forgive me but I'm trying to understand all of this and it's fuzzy as if it's out of sync. Maybe it is because it hasn't happened yet." Kevin felt he needed to commit and pick a side. "The angel wasn't alone this time. There were two men with him sir and they also met with the rebel." Kevin stopped abruptly hoping the explanation was enough. It took a minute to realise that he hadn't breathed and just a little longer to realise that Michael was not convinced that he had shared everything.

"And…" Michael shouted. "And what Lord Michael? I couldn't hear what they were saying to each other or the rebel, so I don't know anything more. Please I'm sorry. Please do be mad at me. I'm sorry." Kevin lowered his eyes in the hope that Michael would cease with the questioning but no such luck.

"Your mouth tells me one thing, but your body language tells me there's something more you need to share with me. Something important and the reason why you believe 'it's a movement in the force' I think that was how you described it." Michael shifted where he sat and with a slight movement of his hand he lifted Kevin up into the air and flung him towards the nearest wall of the fortress. "What else did you see, hear or feel? Tell me and tell me NOW!"

Kevin's back was starting to really ache. He knew Michael was not trying to kill him but more he was merely trying to 'persuade' him to reconsider. After a rather long minute of Kevin fidgeting from side to side as he hung pathetically from the wall Kevin was convinced that he needed to disclose all his vision. Though he felt it was wrong and a betrayal to two men he had never met and probably after this news he never would meet.

"I'm not trying to mislead you master. It's just…. I mean it's just I can't be sure what I saw as I've never saw or even felt anything like this before. There was a strong connection to the two men that came through. I hadn't felt it to the angel but the two men – how can I say this – they were resonating."

"Resonating? What do you mean Kevin by resonating?" Michael took a few seconds to process what he had heard from his prophet. 'Resonating could mean anything. Anything from being out of time or sync with the universe right through to…. No. It can't possibly be that.' Michael couldn't afford to get ahead of himself. He needed more information before he dared to speculate further. "What else prophet?"

"Both men were different as if like the angel the too were from another place, but it was the smaller one of the two men that really stood out." Pain began to course through Kevin's shoulders distracting him from elaborating further and Michael really wanted to know more. As if sensing the impending begging for relief Michael moved his hand again and Kevin dropped like a sack of potatoes to the floor.

"What do you mean that one of them stood out Kevin?" Michael tried to curb his emotions. Over the years that Michael had been earth bound he had had to live with things not being perfect and as a perfectionist this had really bugged him to no end. But he had defeated his brother, ended the war with Hell and in most part, he had enslaved and ruled over most of mankind. It wasn't bad, but he always felt it had been a hollow victory as every so often he would have to trade in a meat suit for another. And each new suit or 'vessel' took getting used to and was never the same as having his 'true vessel'. Resonating humans meant they were in fact actual angel vessels and if the prophet was having visions about these two specific vessels coming here then it had to mean something. But what?

"The shorter one seemed to glow as if he was heavenly and ….. I'm sorry Michael this probably doesn't make sense or mean anything, but I felt righteousness coming out from him. I mean his soul was practically singing with it." It was just after Kevin said the last few words that he stopped talking. Michael's body language had drastically changed. Normally Michael displayed very little emotions other than anger and impatience, but this was something new – something else. Feeling that he had done something right and provided something useful to the ruling deity, Kevin felt confident to continue.

"He was beautiful both in body and I think I was really was looking right at his soul." Michael moved like lightening and appeared straight in front of Kevin. "Stop talking human. Just shut up…. I need to see this for myself." And without further explanation, Michael hauled Kevin off the ground and over to the table and chairs. Kevin was pushed onto the seat and before he had a chance to speak again Michael's hands came up to his face. Using one of his many gifts, Michael began to painfully enter Kevin's mind and probe his memories to see for himself.

Kevin screamed at the intrusion into his mind and memories and he began to twist in his chair but to no avail. Michael's strong grip held him fast and Michael's eyes began to glow and after a few minutes a small smile began to spread across the archangels' face and as quickly as Michael had started the mind probing it was over and Kevin slouched to the floor landing in an unconscious heap.

'How could this be? The line was broken the true vessels were not born. My sword should not exist, but he has been delivered unto me. Why? To what end? As Michael stood completely upright he began to process the information but despite his hopes and aspirations he kept asking himself…. What on earth was going on and why was his vessel battling his long dead brother Lucifer?