DISCLAIMER: I don't own the Bible or its characters.
IMPORTANT: I failed… Yes, the authoress of this story has failed… She has failed to put everything in one chapter! Which means this is NOT going to be the last chapter and the story has NOT ended here! The ending will be soon, though.
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AUTHORESS' POV:
I felt my heart beating faster and faster as I saw who was coming up.
Lucifer…
My hands clenched themselves into fists.
This was going to be the end. This was going to decide the faith of the immortal world. Who would win? Good? Or maybe evil? Who did I prefer winning?
Slowly the Lord of the Underworld strode to his spot. The whole audience held their breath.
I took the image of Satan in me.
He stood there tall. His eyes, darkened with pain and loathing, concentrated on his eternal rival. Through the clouded eyes a spark of something else made itself known. It was… love?
My eyes darted towards the archangel.
Michael took his position. Hesitation. Doubt. What was he thinking? His eyes glazed over for a mere second. A small smile flashed over his face. Fondness. It was gone in a second. His eyes narrowed in determination.
He held his arms up and cupped his hands. A small ball of glowing energy appeared, growing and growing, little by little. A blue aura flashed around the ball. The ball was ready. Michael threw…
Satan swung his bat with everything he had. The bright light blinded me for a second, but the sound of something being hit reached my ears. Soon the light dimmed and we could all see again.
My eyes instinctively searched for Satan. He had not moved from his spot. Complete shock and disbelieve ruled his face as he looked up in the sky. What had happened?
I followed his eyes. My heart stopped beating.
In the sky was Michael. His wings spread gracefully. In his hand the ball.
I took a deep breath and stood up. It was time to speak. Gathering all my willpower together I parted my lips.
"Team Good has won…"
There was no need to shout. Even a whisper could have been heard easily in this intense silence. God didn't speak. Satan didn't speak. Michael didn't speak. No one spoke.
And then it finally hit them. Angels began to shout and cheer. They had won again. Even with an unusual baseball game like this, they had won. They had won from the best. They had won from Satan. They went back to Heaven, proud of their victory.
Without a word, all demons retreated disappearing in black flames.
All? No, not all. Satan stayed behind…
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