7:00pm
PHILADELPHIA
Cole had returned to his town again. He walked through the park, on his way home. He saw Tommy and Darren playing catch with someone..a big kid. Probably DJ.
Tommy caught the ball and tossed it to Darren. He looked over and
noticed Cole walking past them. "Hey, freak!"
Cole stopped in his tracks. "What?"
Tommy asked, "What are *you* doing here?"
"I, uh..just got back from Center City. From a friend's house."
Darren said, "Isn't that a little far from here?"
Cole nodded.
DJ walked closer. "Hey, guys..we playing or what?"
Darren said, "Yeah..that's Cole, he goes to our school."
DJ replied, "Can he play?"
Tommy laughed, "Oh, HELL no! He's not too good at sports."
Cole walked up to them. "Really?" He saw something wrong with DJ, a
wound. "Hey..what happened to your leg? It looks like a deep cut."
Diabolus said, "Oh, this blond kid, Joe..he tried to kill us..ME, actually. Called me 'nephilim' and stuff, mentioned some guy..Pyriel. He threw these sickles at us, one got me in my leg here. I *really* don't know what his problem is."
Cole said, "Did he have a scar on his neck? A brand or something?"
The older boy nodded. "Uh..yeah! Kind of like me. Weird. Tommy said
this other guy, he had one too. Tall guy, in black. His looked like a crown."
"An angel."
"WHAT?"
"Gabriel, the archangel. Angel of Death."
Tommy laughed at him. "Uh..okay, Cole. Now you're talking funny again-"
Cole shouted, "It's true! They can't die! They kill bad people! They've done it for thousands of years, and they all have this scar! What happened to Joe?"
Tommy backed up, "Hey..chill out, freak. Joe? He, um..he got into an accident crossing the street. Then we couldn't find him. He died, but we didn't mean it. There's no way any human can survive THAT! I mean, come on. He was hit by a Ford truck, then a Semi trailer? No way he lived through it."
"IF he was human. He'll be back, Tommy. You'll see."
DJ knelt down, crouching.."Ughh..oh..oh no."
They all turned. Darren said in shock, "DJ! Hey, are you sick?"
The nephilim lowered his head in pain. Then he spoke in a deeper voice, as if he was older. "On earth, they are mortal..but not like you and me." He rose to his feet. "Only one way to destroy these beasts..you have to CUT their hearts out!!"
Cole slowly backed away. "Uh..guys? I think I'll go home now." He ran off.
DJ laughed evilly, "Sure, go ahead! Weakling, pathetic child! RUN from battle! Lest my army kills you on site and places your HEAD on a pike!!! Ha, ha, ha, ha!!" He points at Tommy and Darren. "And you two. BOW! JOIN ME! Kneel down and worship me..for *I*..AM THE NEXT GOD!! Yes, I shall crucify them ALL! DESTROY MINE ENEMIES!" He then
laughs like a maniac, shaking his fist in the air.
Tommy looks at Darren, staring open-mouthed. Then he turns to DJ. "Okay. So..you take your medication, DJ. We're leaving now."
DJ grabbed his side, coughing. His eyes squinted. "Ohh..no. Oh God.
Please, guys..help me?"
Tommy and Darren turned around. DJ seemed to be normal. Tommy
said, "You sure? You weren't okay a minute ago. You said the only way
to kill these..angels, like Cole said..is to take the *heart*. Then you acted like a barbarian warlord or something, telling us to worship you. That you'll behead or crucify your enemies. VERY trippy."
"Oh..sorry. But it's just that--I get these pains sometimes. Something happens to me then, I'm not myself. And I've been having these dreams.. about ancient battlefields, bodies are all over. Tortured or killed. I don't know WHAT to think anymore, but I've been getting sicker lately."
Tommy nodded, "Oh, okay. Maybe we should walk you home. Your mom can call the school, if you can't make it tomorrow-"
"No," Diabolus interrupted, "I'll be fine. I can sit through classes. I'm ok now..really."
"Sure. let's go, then." Tommy walked after DJ, following him. He
whispered to Darren, "This was kind of creepy. And I thought COLE was
weird. Something's going on. Not this angels crap, it has to be something else. I think Freak knows more than he's telling."
Darren shrugged, "I don't know, it sure made sense to me. We'll see
tomorrow. If Josiah shows up, Cole was right. If not..then we all know he's just 'full of it', as usual. I think we should just wait."
"Alright..good. Then let's wait." It sounded like the best idea Tommy had heard in a long time.
PHILADELPHIA
Cole had returned to his town again. He walked through the park, on his way home. He saw Tommy and Darren playing catch with someone..a big kid. Probably DJ.
Tommy caught the ball and tossed it to Darren. He looked over and
noticed Cole walking past them. "Hey, freak!"
Cole stopped in his tracks. "What?"
Tommy asked, "What are *you* doing here?"
"I, uh..just got back from Center City. From a friend's house."
Darren said, "Isn't that a little far from here?"
Cole nodded.
DJ walked closer. "Hey, guys..we playing or what?"
Darren said, "Yeah..that's Cole, he goes to our school."
DJ replied, "Can he play?"
Tommy laughed, "Oh, HELL no! He's not too good at sports."
Cole walked up to them. "Really?" He saw something wrong with DJ, a
wound. "Hey..what happened to your leg? It looks like a deep cut."
Diabolus said, "Oh, this blond kid, Joe..he tried to kill us..ME, actually. Called me 'nephilim' and stuff, mentioned some guy..Pyriel. He threw these sickles at us, one got me in my leg here. I *really* don't know what his problem is."
Cole said, "Did he have a scar on his neck? A brand or something?"
The older boy nodded. "Uh..yeah! Kind of like me. Weird. Tommy said
this other guy, he had one too. Tall guy, in black. His looked like a crown."
"An angel."
"WHAT?"
"Gabriel, the archangel. Angel of Death."
Tommy laughed at him. "Uh..okay, Cole. Now you're talking funny again-"
Cole shouted, "It's true! They can't die! They kill bad people! They've done it for thousands of years, and they all have this scar! What happened to Joe?"
Tommy backed up, "Hey..chill out, freak. Joe? He, um..he got into an accident crossing the street. Then we couldn't find him. He died, but we didn't mean it. There's no way any human can survive THAT! I mean, come on. He was hit by a Ford truck, then a Semi trailer? No way he lived through it."
"IF he was human. He'll be back, Tommy. You'll see."
DJ knelt down, crouching.."Ughh..oh..oh no."
They all turned. Darren said in shock, "DJ! Hey, are you sick?"
The nephilim lowered his head in pain. Then he spoke in a deeper voice, as if he was older. "On earth, they are mortal..but not like you and me." He rose to his feet. "Only one way to destroy these beasts..you have to CUT their hearts out!!"
Cole slowly backed away. "Uh..guys? I think I'll go home now." He ran off.
DJ laughed evilly, "Sure, go ahead! Weakling, pathetic child! RUN from battle! Lest my army kills you on site and places your HEAD on a pike!!! Ha, ha, ha, ha!!" He points at Tommy and Darren. "And you two. BOW! JOIN ME! Kneel down and worship me..for *I*..AM THE NEXT GOD!! Yes, I shall crucify them ALL! DESTROY MINE ENEMIES!" He then
laughs like a maniac, shaking his fist in the air.
Tommy looks at Darren, staring open-mouthed. Then he turns to DJ. "Okay. So..you take your medication, DJ. We're leaving now."
DJ grabbed his side, coughing. His eyes squinted. "Ohh..no. Oh God.
Please, guys..help me?"
Tommy and Darren turned around. DJ seemed to be normal. Tommy
said, "You sure? You weren't okay a minute ago. You said the only way
to kill these..angels, like Cole said..is to take the *heart*. Then you acted like a barbarian warlord or something, telling us to worship you. That you'll behead or crucify your enemies. VERY trippy."
"Oh..sorry. But it's just that--I get these pains sometimes. Something happens to me then, I'm not myself. And I've been having these dreams.. about ancient battlefields, bodies are all over. Tortured or killed. I don't know WHAT to think anymore, but I've been getting sicker lately."
Tommy nodded, "Oh, okay. Maybe we should walk you home. Your mom can call the school, if you can't make it tomorrow-"
"No," Diabolus interrupted, "I'll be fine. I can sit through classes. I'm ok now..really."
"Sure. let's go, then." Tommy walked after DJ, following him. He
whispered to Darren, "This was kind of creepy. And I thought COLE was
weird. Something's going on. Not this angels crap, it has to be something else. I think Freak knows more than he's telling."
Darren shrugged, "I don't know, it sure made sense to me. We'll see
tomorrow. If Josiah shows up, Cole was right. If not..then we all know he's just 'full of it', as usual. I think we should just wait."
"Alright..good. Then let's wait." It sounded like the best idea Tommy had heard in a long time.
