Mr. Cunningham asked, "Hey..is your hand alright? I notice you're
squeezing it, like you're in pain."

Tommy shook his head. "No, it's okay now. It might just be strain.. when Joe twisted it. Good thing he didn't break it, or I couldn't play baseball today."

"Okay." He went to the blackboard. In that case, everyone stay put. I'm going to make a phone call. The cops to investigate the deaths, then the building repairman to fix that window. I'll be back soon. And with that, he walked out of the room.


HELL

The wraith carried Josiah into the cave. He dropped the angel on the rocky ground.

Josiah got up, looking around. "No..no! I can't be HERE!!"

The wraith said in his raspy voice, "You are. Slain by Zurghas. You will remain for eternity."

"NO!!" He took a long knife and rushed forth, about to strike downward to the minion's head. "Die!" But before he made the strike, he felt a strong grip on his arm. "What?" He turned to the captor.

It was Lucifer. "Tsk, tsk." He released him. "Now, now. You've been a VERY bad angel!"

"Screw you!"

"Sorry, I prefer chicks."

"You..you're dirty. You have a very filthy mind. This war is not yours to fight."

"Gabriel's war is arrogance, which makes it evil..that's *mine*."

"You can't keep me here. I'm an angel of God."

"Wrong. You WERE an angel of God. But you fell from grace. Instead
of following your class, your choir..your divine purpose and calling,
you chose to rebel against His will. That makes you and all rebels like you, mine upon death." He smiled. "I remember you from the first war. I taught you all there was to being righteous, holy, and strong-"

"Before you were cast out, Fallen."

"Yes! I recall you were very agressive against my army. Not very nice! Now, it's time for payback." He pointed at him.

Chains came down from the ceiling, shackles latched onto Josiah's wrists. "WHAT?!!"

"Your punishment shall begin!" He laughed. "Now, tell me why you're
here. What led to your demise? What were you doing?!"

"To kill the abomination. The beast mustr be slain. My lord commands it..Genocide. It happens now and then."

"Pyriel, huh? So, you're HIS agent. I assume Gabriel doesn't know of this alliance?"

"No!"

"So...the target is Diabolus. It was HE you were trying to kill?"

"Yes, and I'm not alone. He will die!"

He snapped his fingers.

Five demon warriors in red/black armor apeared, holding savage weapons of torture.

Lucifer commanded, "Do as you will with him. As with all the inhabitants here, spare no mercy." He then walked out. As he left, he heard loud screams from the cave. He smiled. "Yes. Suffer forever, cherub. But now, I must go above. To find my son." He vanished in a wisp of black smoke.


9:30am

Malcolm Crowe was walking on the second floor of the school. As he
walked, he noticed a man in dark clothes, his black trenchcoat blowing behind him. He noticed a zig-zag scar on his neck. "Hmm..Zophael?"

The angel turned to the psychiatrist. "What? How did you recognize me?"

"Cole. He showed me a book of angelic markings. Yours shows your
name..Spy of God."

"The boy? The mystic child, the Seer of Phantoms?"

"Yes. He was my patient a while ago."

"Where are you going? To slay a bad guy?"

"You might say that. The nephilim must die. Now step aside, dead monkey!" He walked past.

"Wait, is it Diabolus?"

Zophael stopped in his tracks, turning to face Malcolm. "HOW did you know this?"

"Me and Cole found out."

He grew more serious now. He stepped closer, stopping a foot away from him. "That..was his worst mistake. He knows too much of divine
matters for his own good. Too bad for *him*."

Malcolm backed up, anticipating an attack. "Why? What are you saying? He's just a kid!"

"No..he's much more than that. You just don't know it yet. Neither does he. When I have destroyed Diablolus..I'm coming for the boy." Then he ran off, down the hall, searching for DJ's room.

Malcolm sighed. **Oh no. Cole is in great danger, I have to warn him.** He took off, heading the other way. "No. I have to get there faster. There must be a way." He closed his eyes, concentrating. Then, he slowly faded from the scene.


Cole was reading through one of his school books. Suddenly, he felt cold. He looked to his left, surprised to see Malcolm. He whispered, "Dr. Crowe. What is it, what's wrong?"

Malcolm replied, "Let's go somewhere. Try to leave firsrt."

"Ok.." He got up.

Bobby O'Donnell said, "Hey! Cole, Mr. Cunningham said we have to stay til he gets back."

Cole held his stomach, faking an attack. "Oh no. But I need to use the restroom! I don't want to have an accident right in here, in this room. It would stink!"

"Ohh..okay."

"Don't worry, I'll hurry back." He ran out of the room. Once in the hall, he asked Malcolm, "So, what's wrong?"

"Everything. We learned too much. We need to keep you safe."

"Why?"

"Another angel is trying to kill DJ..Diabolus."

"So, what does that have to do with me?"

"This angel is dark, with a black coat. Has black, wavy hair past the neck. It's Zophael, he says you know too much. I think he's coming after you next. He told me he was."

"Oh..oh no." He was nervous now, more agitated. "Uh..um..Malcolm?
Please, help me. What can I do?"

"I'm not sure. We can't let him see or smell you. As long as he can't find you for awhile, we can keep running. Our best ally right now is Time. Until we find someone who can help."

"There was one guy. Another angel."

"Was?"

"Joe tried to throw me out the window. This big guy came through and saved me."

"Oh, that's right. I wondered why there was a broken window in your
classroom."

"He killed Joe outside, but Zophael killed him."

"This is bad. Umm..go somewhere private, where you can't be sensed.
Maybe where there's lots of people."

"The library."

"Good. Yes, that might work. Or the gym."

"Ok. I'll try the gym. Some kids might be having practice."

"Great. GO. I'll be around. I'm a ghost, so I'll try to keep a lookout, then I'll warn you if someone is coming."

"Okay..thanks, Malcolm." He ran down the hall.

Malcolm looked after him, watching the boy run off. "Let's hope we're right. I hope we can survive this battle, Cole..I really do."