Ch.2: Salt in Our Wounds
The sun had begun to set on the first night, it was late and Garfield mark Logan was feeling the pain of exhaustion setting in on him. The wound on his body was beginning to heal but his heart would never feel the same. He had his clothes ready for the next morning, when the 'funeral would be held. He hated to think of it as anything but the end of his life and the end of Jump City's. He was held in a hospital room high above the crowds, it was almost the top floor, and he liked it up there, far away from the mayhem and chaos, up in the clouds were his friends were sitting next to god. He knew all of them were next to Him, and He was going to take very good care of them for eternity, and soon he would be in His light as well. As the green boy looked out over the sleeping city he felt the loss of his friends begin to settle inside of his gut. It was to hard to bear because as he looked out of the city he had began to feel as his forever home, he notice that there would never be a T shinning over it's great land, casting a shadow of love over the buildings now crumbling in the darkness.
"I can't die, not now, I have let too many people down in my life but I will avenge my friends. I am going to find the man who killed them all, I don't know how but I will, I swear it on my grave I will avenge them all!" he growled to himself as he held his wound and hissed in pain.
But as he said those words a light began to shine from behind him. He remembered that light from the Saint that saved him back then.
"Hello child, nice to see you have been given the strength of god." smiled the saint.
"Saint Michael right? Thank you for saving me back there, I can't show you my gratitude, but what do you mean the strength of god?" asked the green child.
"The man you fought was no ordinary man, his name was Samuel Marycole. By his followers he was called Sadistic Sam." Mumbled the men as he pulled out a file folder from no were and threw it on the bed.
"A file on this guy?" asked the child in confusion.
"Yes, heaven is very organized Mr. Logan, unlike yourself but we keep a file cabinet full of sinners distend for hell, and this man is at the top." smiled the angel.
"What do you mean?"
"Well I was sent here because this man has done something unforgettable, he has changed the will of God and he has the power to do it as much as he likes. He is a Satanist from Gotham that has broken the rules."
"What rules, what are you talking about?" asked Garfield as he picked up the folder and looked at it confused, it was perfect, no wrinkles no paper's out of place, it was made to be perfect.
Inside of the file folder he saw typed papers and pictures, and a small symbol painted in red at the back of the cover.
"What is this symbol?" asked the boy as he looked at it confused.
"A hellfire protection symbol, it stops all those distend for hell or in hell to take hold of this item, and if they do they will be burned…badly." winked the angel.
Beast Boy was surprised his skin did not sere at the touch but he didn't have time to wonder if he was really going to go to heaven or will his path change. He looked up and the angel was now sitting in one of the chairs the Justice League had been in just a few hours ago.
"Now about the rules, well let me start from the beginning, Sam was able to get a hold of a book that was meant to be never found, it is called the Book of Life and it belongs with Lucifer and his people, it has the names of every person that exist this day, and it always has the dates and ways they will die. Well apparently Sam sold his soul to Satan and so he was able to find the book and he is using it to his will. But the book can't be change unless you have an item called the gem of Chaos. If you remember Master of Games had one but it was the gem of Power and then there is the Gem of Life. The gem of power is able to transfer souls into itself while chaos is able to control the powers of the souls it absorbs and change the Book of Life. Think of it like a pen of doom. Now the gem of life is a weapon of heaven that is able to use holly powers and set the powers of the gem of Power and Chaos at once, sort of like a holly shield that you will need to fight Sadistic Sam. So…do you understand?" asked the man as he took a breath.
Garfield sat there dumbfounded until he raised his finger to speak.
"You mean this Sam guy has a book that can kill people and the pencil to change it? So that's how he killed the Titans!" he yelled as he got up with anger.
"Yes and for that is the reason he must be stopped, he can change the holly idea of God, and if you defy God a lot of people will be hurt in the consequence. We are looking at the man that is trying to bring the battle of heaven and hell to the Earth's plain's to finish it off once and for all. But I also have good news; you friends sense they were taken away from the prime a replacement body for them has been given to them. But they will not remember anything until we place this item on the forehead and unlock the lost memories."
The saint pulled out a small gem from his robes. It was fairly sized to be hanging on a thin thread, but it had a gold rim and inside of it was a green diamond with a halo of gold imprinted on its middle.
"That's the Gem of Life isn't it?" asked Garfield as he took the gem from Michael's hands and placed it carefully around his neck.
"Correct changeling, but it only activates by my voice. So I have to follow you on your journey."
"But how, I mean you are an angel?" asked the teen as he scratched his skull.
The man grabbed the gem in his palm and slowly chanted a soft Latin spell and as he spoke the charm, the gem began to glow and a blast of energy flew out of its crystal container and hit Saint Michael in his chest. As the beam hit his chest, the brown hair on his head shrank and spiked up, his eyes became a deep red, and his lip was given a small ring at the end. Then instead of robes he wore a white shirt with a white jacket over it and for pant's he had bleach washed jeans and white chucks on his feet; but on his back stayed the angel wings.
"Dude your wings are still there!" yelled the changeling in frustration.
"I know, but only the chosen ones can see them, that's how we are able to find the soul of your friends is because of my wings. Now, tomorrow morning is the funeral and I will see you then so, keep that gem around you at all times, you have to take this responsibility now and keep all communication short with the out world from now on. Got it?" asked the saint as he expanded his wings higher than normal and approached the large window.
Garfield nodded and watched his friend glide through the wall and fly out into the darkness. But inside he felt a heavy pain, not because of the responsibility, but because his friend's weren't supposed to die that night and he had felt completely guilty for letting it happen. He sat on the bed with the Gem of Life dangling down his shirt and swinging back and forth in the slight breeze. The green teen looked over to his right and saw a boom box sitting still on the dresser. He pressed play and a song he remembered as the CD Raven had leaned him.
Salt in Our Wounds
By: H.I.M
He we are
In the maelstrom of love
Waiting for the calm
To soothe our hearts
He we are
And don't know how to stop
Waiting for the war
To end it all
Love is insane baby
We are too
It's our hearts little grave
And the salt in our wounds
Love is insane baby
We are too
It's our hearts little grave
And the salt in our wounds
Here we are
Right back where we began
Waiting for sweet love
With open arms
Here we are
Just like before
Waiting for the warmth
Of that tender storm
Love is insane baby
We are to
It's our hearts little grave
And the salt in our wounds
Love is insane baby
We are to
It's our hearts little grave
And the salt in our wounds
Love is insane baby
We are too
It's our hearts little grave
And the salt in our wounds
Love is insane baby
We are too
It's our hearts little grave
And the salt in our wounds
And the salt in our wounds
Ad the salt in our wounds
That night Garfield Mark Logan cradled the belt of his love and cried himself to sleep.