Sorry for the late update got a writer's block in this one…
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CH. 10 Step into the light
"Son…? Are you alright?" Wrath asked as his son stood there.
And when the moons light fell upon the to-be horseman, the father froze.
His son had grown. He was taller, hair longer and seemed more muscular, looking like someone of the age of 35.
"Father?" he asked as he turned around, fear on his face.
"What is happening?"
"The prophecy," Wrath whispered.
"We need to get Strife out of there and get back to your sister and mother. We need to warn the village!"
"Warn them of what?"
"They are coming for us…"
Strife eyed the helmet. It looked amazing, and he could feel a power with in it. But as he held it in his hands, he was a bit scared.
"It will help you… It will allow you to see things, others can only begin to imagine," he recalled what the Wisp had said before it disappeared.
"What if I don't want to see things…" he whispered.
"Strife!" came a yell.
"Father? I'm down here!" he shouted back.
"Your still there? Thank the creator. How are you?"
"I'm okay… I little light headed."
"We'll be there in a minute," he assured and took something from his pocket.
"Father what is that?" the elder boy asked.
"It was a gift… From my grandfather," he said and aimed the weapon at the hole.
A bang was heard and a silver light shone before hitting the ground and crushing the ground around the hole.
"Let's go," he said and jumped in the now bigger hole.
Fury stood up and shook the rubble off.
"What were those waves…" she asked no one in particular and looked at the mood.
It shone brightly and it's rays landed on her. She looked down and was stunned. She was taller, hair longer and breasts larger.
"W – What the hell?" she almost yelled.
The to-be horsewoman ran to river near her and looked at her reflection. She looked like a she was 20.
The two Nephilim were sliding down the tunnel to where Strife was. Once they reached him, the to-be gunslinger asked: "How did you get down here?"
He then spotted a long gun in his father's hand.
"You… used that?" he whispered.
"I did…" he answered, almost ashamed.
"I thought you always said… Why would you have it?"
"Me and my brother were both given one, by our adopted grandfather. He said there is a secret within them, a power, but both must me together…" he quickly explained before nodding to his elder son.
At that Death helped his brother to climb out, while Wrath scanned the place.
After a min he too climbed out and met his sons, but the moon's light showed him things he could not believe.
"S – Strife?" he and the elder brother uttered as they looked upon the now taller boy.
"What is this?" he asked, frightened.
"We have to move. Now!" the gun wielder said and started heading back.
*knock* *knock* was heard when Agony was preparing the table. But at first she did not hear it, her worry was too great.
"Strife is lost in the woods, Fury has gone I know not where and Death and Wrath are out there…" she said to herself and then finally heard the knock.
"Oh sorry, I didn't hear you," she said as she opened the door.
"What? Why are you here?" she asked shock all over her face.
"I need to get back… I need to figure out what's happening…" Fury thought as she ran back to her home.
At first she had thought it was a dream or something, or maybe some sort of idiotic joke. But no, it was real and she's the one who caused it. As if she hadn't have enough problems.
"How long until our forces are ready to move?" Samael asked a demon captain.
"Not long sir. But our forces must be prepared. We are facing the Nephilim."
"Do not forget that the Angels must have felt the energy as well," added another demon.
"Good thing the Nephilim cannot sense these things," the blood prince smirked.
"Hurry, prepare the troops! We mustn't allow the Demons to do as they please," Uriel shouted as the Hellguard gathered in front of the golden gate.
"The Nephilim will not be easy to overcome and they are not the enemy. But should they interfere of help the abominations you are to take them down! Is that understood!?" Abaddon yelled as the Angels roared.
"So, they have finally awaken?" a stone face asked.
"Not yet fully but their bodies are ready for the power," another one said, in the middle.
"Do we know from whom they came?" the far right face asked.
"The granddaughter of Fury. As well as the nameless Nephilim – he who was first to use long range weapons," a dark creature with 8 eyes and sharp fingers reported.
"The battle will give them the experience they acquire. The more they lose, the more they will be powerful!" all three said together.
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Hope I don't complicate things to much.