The last Will or the beginning of the Skull Lantern Corp
2nd Vision Chapter 2
Sector 2814, Planet Earth, USA, Kansas Smallville.
A young man in his mid 20`s stands in the middle of the graveyard and gazed to a exploded grave, who was his own a few minutes ago.
It was raining like there was no tomorrow, but the young man didn't minded it. He stood still and rood the letters on his grave.
Jonathan Kent
Beloved Husband and Father
XX-XX-XXXX to XX-XX-XXXX
He stood there and thought about the last sentence of the man who brought him back to the realms of living.
(Grim: "Alright! But don't forget our little contract, Jona`han")
These words echoed long in his mind. After a few seconds he answered to the blackness of the storm.
Jonathan: "How could I forget….how could I?"
Deep in his thoughts turned Jonathan around and made his way out of the Graveyard. On the street he remembered what he had to do, but first he need new clothes (To replace this ugly baby-blue suit, he was buried in) and a shovel (To close his damaged Grave). Then nobody can know that he is back and for that he needs these things. And these things are in his old home a few miles away.
In default of any transport facilities he had to go the distance by his own feet in the middle of a rain storm.
Jonathan: "The first day back could not be better. (Sigh)"
On his way he remembered what had leading him to this situation.
!Flashback!
Six months ago in the realms of heaven.
Every Soul of every time that ever had gone to Heaven sees what is going on, on Earth. A few are disgusted of what they see, a few can't believe it and a hand full of souls is heading straight to the Gates of Heaven to do something. The most are Soldier of every period that humankind has seen but one Soul is not a Soldier. No, he is a normal man, a man who lived after the words "Work hard and live fair" a normal Farmer with the name Jonathan Kent.
Soul crowd: ""Petrus! Petrus! Let us out! We must fight!"
But anything that what they hear was
Petrus; "I can't let you out! It is against the Rules!"
He spoke in a soothing tune but without success. The crowd got louder with every minute and the stream of new souls didn't break up.
It was horrible. The whole time Jonathan witnessed the stream of souls above his head. It must have been 100 or more per second and many weren't very old. In the distance he could hear the roar of the crowd. He looked like he was in trance until he saw the soul of a boy. He was not older than 4 or 5, he hold on a Teddy bear by his dear (lost) live and cry after his parents.
Kid: "Mommy! Daddy! Where are you?"
This was beyond of what a heart of a father can take. This boy didn't live long enough to do many sins and was slaughtered by the corpses of an other unlucky soul.
Jonathan: "What enough is, is enough!"
With this word made Jonathan his way to Petrus. He was fast and very strong for a man in his 60`s. He pushed Souls of Soldiers half his age and double his strength to the side and did so until he stood before him with anger in his face and voice.
Jonathan: "Are you blind and deaf, Petrus? Don't you see the innocent Souls who's comes to heaven?"
The crowd silenced so that Jonathans word echoed long in the hall. They looked after Petrus to see his anger about this miss behaviour before him. But he spoke again with his soothing voice.
Petrus: "Jonathan Kent. I see where you son had his sense of justice from. But I can't let you out, it is against the Rules!"
That was the last drop. The Name of his son Clark and Petrus stubbornness pushed him over the edge.
Jonathan: "YOU FUCKING IDIOT! On Earth dieing innocence people because of you stubbornness! You want that we are bowing our head to Rules, they the rest of the universe doesn't observe anymore!"
Heavy Silence other you can't name it, what was following of his out burst. The silence was so thick that you could taste in every breath (if you needed to breath) you took. The crowed forgot the whole apocalypse, so fascinating was the whole situation. Only Jonathan had his head in game.
Jonathan: "What now Pertus? Do you let me go or will you stop me again?"
It was hard for Petrus. If he had a choice he would let him through and cheered for him. But his hands where bound through the rules of balance. So he stood only in Jonathan's way.
Jonathan: ""If this choice word that this is my answer. FUCK THE RULES!"
This was a shock, than nobody not even Lucifer himself said something like this in the realms of heaven! What Jonathan had said was a big violation of laws and the punishment was every time very hard.
But nothing happened no lightning, no earthquake, no punishment in which form ever only silence. Even Petrus was surprised, not only by Jonathan's word but even by the fact that nothing did happen.
Jonathan for his part was too full of adrenalin to be worried about something like broken rules. Jonathan wanted to push Petrus by side, to go back by himself, only to be stopped by a good known voice.
?: "Are this `eally your last word, Jona`han Kent?"
This tossed Jonathan out of his anger, than he knows this voice, the voice of the person who brought him, brought every soul to Heaven or Hell. The voice of the Grim Reaper!
To be continued.