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7/26/15 10:25-21:53 w/time stamps

Lying on my plastic covered bed starring aimlessly at the ceiling of my room as my shorted out headphone lay useless on the ground. For a life without music is meaningless. I roll out of bed and get dressed, grabbing my hair tie as I go to brush my teeth. I whale on my teeth for a few minutes with my fluoride free toothpaste that tastes like spit while running my hands through my Dred locks. Finished I return to my room and look at my headphones. I attempt to remember beats and parts of my favorite songs but the rhythms begin to bleed and meld into a useless mass of incoherent words and a trumpet? Oh no. Before I realize what's going on I'm whisked away into the air.

Suddenly I'm standing in an impossibly long line that's moving impossibly fast and before I know it I'm at the front. A large man with doves white wings flips through what seems like a text book as he sizes me up. His eye lock with mine earning a low "hmmmm..." as the book begins flipping it's own pages. The book stops flipping as I can clearly see my own face on the page. He lets out a whistle shaking his head in disapproval as he again breaks the eerie silence " that's a big number, I mean your mom vouched for you but-" he suddenly stops as the impossibly large gate swing open. He lets out a small sigh followed by "Good luck." As I'm sucked inside.

In mere moments I'm seated in an auditorium folding chair too panicked to look around. "Calm yourself, my son" appearing from the clouds above the giant throne before me a small, winged, ball of fluff begins to slowly descend. "Umm..." Is all I manage before a significantly higher pitched voice "Yes? What, this for doesn't work for you? Your mind hoped I wouldn't be intimidating, there for." The little creature seems to try to re-present itself. I let out a sigh of relief when it suddenly it chimes in "You know I can't let you in." As a very serious look stretches across it's face. I hang my head, as I hear a scream of contestment ring out from far away. I nod " I know, I know you know, I want to stay."
"Here?"
"There. The armies of man need someone who know what I do to last."
"But..."
I didn't, I don't deserve to be there. I rose from the chair saying so and cutting him off. "Please..." I continue. "Send me back, lift you Vail and I'll attempt to save your children, at least for the next seven years. Heh." I let out a small pained laugh as the tiny creature gave a knowing look seemingly gathering it's thoughts. "Please, this is for the best." He stops and nods flicking one of his wings as I take a beep breath.

I open my eyes and sure enough I'm back in my room starring aimlessly at the ceiling, admiring the nipple like light above me. I notice the room is significantly darker then before I was raptured. My phone is also no longer on my floor instead resting on the center of my chest. I move it eye level and click the power button. Sun, JULY 26 14:28, 79% battery. "Great" I think to myself and for a moment my room returns to silence, but if I had know this was the last moment of silence I'd get for the next seven years I'dev (I would have) savored it more. Suddenly a cry of "Help!" is soon overshadowed by the sound of gunfire and the gnashing of teeth and a feminine voice beside me whispers into me ear "And so it begins."

I look over as a head pops out from under my sleeping clothes. A familiar pair of deep yellow eyes slice through the darkness of a black hoodie. I scoff as I charge a pluck from my middle finger sending her her hood off her raven, curly, locks and onto her soft shoulders. I smile placing my forehead against her my friends , the succubus know as Grace had appeared in my room. Grace stood 5"8.5' only a half inch shorter then me without shoes, she wore a of eight inch heels on place of her normal schmuck sandals, her normally hazel eye your now beep lipid pools of cloudy piss yellow, her normally tan skin was a deep purple that seemed to glow a faint blue in the receding light in my room, on either side of her forehead one, bout two inch black horn parted her hair making it seem matted and unkempt. "What?" She said nervously as I finally blinked breaking my statue like stare. I struggle to formulate a response as she turns walking into the corner furthest from me. Looking around my room noticing the other five hooded figure who simply shrug at my gaze. "Grace" I finally say causing her to look up from her mope "I like what you did with you hair." Grace begins to giggle and I being to laugh the others follow suit until the room is filled with joy. Grace wipes away a tear before hugging me deeply, at that moment I can't help but notice her tail bobbing happily, but none the less I return the hug. Breaking the hug I plop back onto my bed and get the time to actually examine the other hooded figure two are noticeably shorter then the others because their robes are bunched up against the floor. I point to one of the three taller ones and it nods and bows before stepping forward. It removes it's hood and crosses it's arms in front of itself. If it was human looking before I couldn't even tell, all I know is now a floating mass of...space, I think, thought somehow in that space a pair of metal rimmed, square glasses sit on the bridge of a non-existent noise. It audibly takes a breath and suddenly keys out a cry that take my door off it's hinges. I spring up in an attempt to silence the creature, placing my hand over where, due to the glasses position, I assumed it's mouth was, quickly silencing it.

Bathroom 15:30-15:40

I go into my college of saint rose bag and grab my "Don't underestimate the force" moleskin and an erasable pen from off my dresser. I shove the objects into the creatures mass and it forms hands to grab them in begins to scream again when Grace yells "No!" and motions for it to write in the book. It begins to scribble down something and turns the book to show me. On the page a somewhat crude, but still detailed picture of Tabitha, my memory archivist is drawn with an arrow pointing up towards the creature. "Guess this is what unveiled Tabitha looks like." Tabitha usually and 5"6' is now a radically smaller 4"10' seemingly made out of, well, space. Instead of her dark brown, almost black eyes, white domes seem to have replaced them. Her, well "hers", have been reduced to that of a normal anime trap, none. I nearly make a space/sucking pun but I hold myself together long enough to move on to the next figure one of which is jumping up and down excitedly assuming it's the next in line. I look at other taller figure and rack my brain "Ok, if Grace and Tabby, then Birtha, Rage, and..." I point at the shorter one as Leon and his short blond bob explode out of his cloak. Rushing to hug my side was a demon I had considered my rival at one point, now reduced to the size of a child but dressed in his same white half vest, blue "cut you" t-shirt and black skinny jeans.

Food break 16:16- eating 16:18

I'm about to continue when Rage, a being that looks like me, but with longer hair and a trench coat, suddenly chimes in. "We don't have time for this foolishness, they are coming, legions and legions of demons. He had lifted the Vail and so they come." Rage was right, I don't know why we were playing around attempting to ignore it. I shake my head, clearing my mind of doubt as I rise from my bed. "Ok let's-" my words are cut off as, like clockwork something slams through the front door. It rises to attention standing easily 8 feet tall. He sniffs at me casing me to flinch slightly. It lets out a disheartening cackle as it begins to speak "They stink of holiness, you smell of him. You'll be the holiest one I've eaten all da-" his jere is replaced with the sound of his blood filling his lungs as a large purple spear protrudes from a hole in his neck. I look over my shoulder at Grace who's dark energy keeps the spear a solid object. I wave for her to stop and she quickly complies sucking the spear out of his trough as it's body falls limp in the doorway. Grace breaths a sigh of relief as Rage looks at me. "Told you." He said sticking his nose up at the rest of us as he's quickly incapacitated by a punch to the stomach and a kick to the nuts. We drag Rage out of the shelter hearing the screams of frustrated people cursing God for their lost meal tickets and confused parent trying to find their babies, it's almost sickening. I check my phone again, same day, 17:05, 56% battery life. I check the pocket of my sweater and realize I'd forgotten my charger upstairs "Can't fight Armageddon without power" I chuckle at the truth of the statement as I head back up to the fourth floor without telling anyone. Once back upstairs I notice all the neighboring doors were open, seemingly blown off their hinges. "That can only mean good things." I thought sarcastically. Sliding into my room and grabbing my charger I suddenly thought "I'll probably need something to drink." I take one step out of my room and am immediately meet by growling. Some demonic quadruped with triceritops horns stood at the end of the hallway, just past the kitchen, eyes locked on me. For a moment I nearly jinx myself by thinking "Great! What else could go-" but I too late realized that in thinking of the thought I had jinxed myself. Large, heavy steps began coming outside the front door. I dare not turn my gaze from the creature that has it's eyes trained on me

Break 17:41-17:49

As the creature outside begins to mock me as it's large body blocks the exit. "He saw ya, didn' e'? Welp, hope ya likin' gettin' eaten all up! Ha ha!!" Suddenly, and without warning the hellion comes barreling toward me in that moment I suddenly think of the zepher step from inazuma 11 "but who's the ball?" I think "I'm the ball." But lost in my own mind I don't realize how much distance the monster had covered, snapping back to reality with just enough time jump over it and tumble down it's back leaving me behind it. Not caring to see how that situation system played out, I grabbed the "Brisk" by brother had insisted on constantly buying, shoved it into my strose bag and headed back for the now clear door. The sound of yelling and crashing suggested the continued interaction of the system but I only heard the creatures yelling for as long as it took me to go down the stairs, literally jumping the last two flights.

I was meet by Grace's classic disproving glare. I missed the days when she did it cause I farted on an elevator or cause I got hit by yet another car, it being an actual life or death thing now makes it way less fun. "How's Rage?" I say completely disregarding my own reckless action.

Break 18:16-18:29

It takes a few moments before she finally responds "He's fine for the most part but I can't say the same about his brain." She giggles at her own joke as I move over to inspect him. I hadn't had the time to realize even rage did look a bit different, his skin was darker then mine but also, paler? The right sleeve of the trench coat was cut in half and mostly burned leaving a blackened edge on what remained of it. I inspect further and immediately see why. A layer of what I can only describe as volcanic rock, with lava moving in between it formed a four fingered hand. I sigh trying to think of how he ended up this way but the only logical explication was it being my fault. "Well," I thought "At least his eyes didn't change" as I quickly realize I'm starting into Rage's open eyes I rise to my feet quickly, refusing to address the awkwardness of the situation. "Ok! Well it would seem, it's time, we move out!" The moment the statement escapes my lips the gargantuan demon from the fourth floor fell through to the lobby, nearly taking the entirety of the building with him. The seven of us slam through the steel door and spill onto the street where we're meet with a gruesome scene. Blood and carnage, as far as the eye could see. The only scent in the air was that of blood and fire, of ash and rust as if the moment the veil was gone the war was already lost. A deep profound dread threatened to devour me, WHOLE, even before I had started fighting. I hear muffled gunshots behind me as one of the still cloaked figures snaps me back to reality. I blink a few time as it proceeds to nod and snap is figures I'm my face.

Proofreading 19:12- 19:39.

I nod, snapping back jokingly to confirm my awareness of the situation as the figure rises to it's feet, yanking me upright. Before I can get my bearing it points and I look spotting Grace and Rage yelling for me. I rush toward them and the flashing red and blue lights behind them. I can feel something hot on my heels as I sprint toward them getting near them something tells me to baseball slide under the line of cop cruisers when suddenly a small mass of hot lead whizzes just over my head and into the creature, that falls dead. For a moment my ears are filled with insanely high amounts of cop jargon as a younger officer struggles to make words of it as he grabs the sides of his head and begins rocking back and forth. Grace and Rage quickly pick up his slack and continue killing any hellion that gets near us "Hey." I say softly placing my hand on his shoulder. Panicked he points his gun at me. I move back slowly putting my hands up in surrender. Finally noticing the horrible feeling of the whole situation his hand go limp causing him to drop his gun as he begins to vomit. Crying out his words he tries to manage a sentence around snorts and vomit "H-how didthe *snort* inthe *vomits* withthe *dry heaves* huh? *snort*" I nod, having no idea what he meant, what he asked, or if he had just tried to arrest me and it didn't matter: he was here too, and he needed help. "How's it going over there?" I ask Grace and Rage "Oh it's going *grunt*" Grace says between kneeing spears through heads. "Well, you remember that thing? From that book, ya know, the whole 'weapons of are warfare aren't carnal but are mighty through God to the pulling down yada yada' yeah without the veil ALL human weapons are carnal so the ones blue put down are getting back up." I gloss over the fact that at a time like this rage just "yada yadaed" scripture and think "Does that mean...hmm." I jump on the hood of the car. "What are ya *vomits*?" That thought hadn't cross my mind, what was I doing? "We need something big." I say simply. I search my memory for the right words. "Burning light of holy innocents, crimson ash of the forgotten damned." Grace's spears and Rage's ax begin to glow and pulse only earning a word look from Grace "A prayer from damned lips pleading for salvations Grace, a red ax, a forgotten purpose leaving behind only Rage." Finally realizing what I am attempting Grace impales two demon on each spear slamming them into the ground as the pulsing from her spear begin to intensify. Rage also realizes his obligation stepping into the center of the poles and pointing his ax to the sky. "A burning light that pass all understanding" Grace chimes in "a blinding white flash over as quickly as it starts leaving only one in the field." "A burning red passion know only that-" Rage cuts me off "It's power comes not from anger but the pure hearts heat, knowing only duty."
"WHAT!"
"IS!"
"ARMAGEDDON!"

Suddenly two large pillars of light erupt from the ground where Grace had stabbed her spears annihilating the demons and sending out a shock wave that flipped the cop car before condensing into a large ball that place itself in front of Rage's ax he bounced the ball on the tip of his ax for a moment before slashing thought it sending a slash of light forward cleaving all in its path in twain. He slashes two more time, destroying demons, giants, demon giant AND the train station all at the same time and not caring at all before finally slamming his ax and the ball into the ground sending a solid path of destructive light through the streets until it formed a cross, leveling the area. Rage, Grace, and I are left panting in the wake of our destruction. I look up into the pitch black sky as the last of our light begins to fade. I whip out my phone and check the time Sun, JULY 26, 21:11 19% Heh, "Hell yeah" I thought for a moment until Rage suddenly begins to cough harshly before falling over. Grace let's out a low giggle before she starts "Guess it was a little too much for him, huh?" We begin to laugh but quite moments later as we begin to feel it too. As the world around me begins to sway and contort as waves of nausea begin to batter my head one after another bringing me to my knees. I hang my head as blood begins to drip from my nose my blood, red and dark, sticking out on the dirty white hood of the cruiser. I look back to see the remaining hooded figures, Leon, and Tabitha making a break for it."Stay safe!" I yell as I turn my head back forward and am meet by an odd sight. A large wall of pure black reflects my confused, bloody face. I try see the top, but it doesn't seem to have one. I try to see the bottom, but it seem to have one of those either. I feel my eye glaze over as my elbows buckle under me as the last sound I hear is of my head hitting the back of the cruiser as a voice whispers in my ear "Blight will take care of you."

SUN, JULY 26 21:51... 2% Phone will now shut down.

Description
7/26/15 10:25-21:53 w/time stamps

Lying on my plastic covered bed starring aimlessly at the ceiling of my room as my shorted out headphone lay useless on the ground. For a life without music is meaningless. I roll out of bed and get dressed, grabbing my hair tie as I go to brush my teeth. I whale on my teeth for a few minutes with my fluoride free toothpaste that tastes like spit while running my hands through my Dred locks. Finished I return to my room and look at my headphones. I attempt to remember beats and parts of my favorite songs but the rhythms begin to bleed and meld into a useless mass of incoherent words and a trumpet? Oh no. Before I realize what's going on I'm whisked away into the air.

Suddenly I'm standing in an impossibly long line that's moving impossibly fast and before I know it I'm at the front. A large man with doves white wings flips through what seems like a text book as he sizes me up. His eye lock with mine earning a low "hmmmm..." as the book begins flipping it's own pages. The book stops flipping as I can clearly see my own face on the page. He lets out a whistle shaking his head in disapproval as he again breaks the eerie silence " that's a big number, I mean your mom vouched for you but-" he suddenly stops as the impossibly large gate swing open. He lets out a small sigh followed by "Good luck." As I'm sucked inside.

In mere moments I'm seated in an auditorium folding chair too panicked to look around. "Calm yourself, my son" appearing from the clouds above the giant throne before me a small, winged, ball of fluff begins to slowly descend. "Umm..." Is all I manage before a significantly higher pitched voice "Yes? What, this for doesn't work for you? Your mind hoped I wouldn't be intimidating, there for." The little creature seems to try to re-present itself. I let out a sigh of relief when it suddenly it chimes in "You know I can't let you in." As a very serious look stretches across it's face. I hang my head, as I hear a scream of contestment ring out from far away. I nod " I know, I know you know, I want to stay."
"Here?"
"There. The armies of man need someone who know what I do to last."
"But..."
I didn't, I don't deserve to be there. I rose from the chair saying so and cutting him off. "Please..." I continue. "Send me back, lift you Vail and I'll attempt to save your children, at least for the next seven years. Heh." I let out a small pained laugh as the tiny creature gave a knowing look seemingly gathering it's thoughts. "Please, this is for the best." He stops and nods flicking one of his wings as I take a beep breath.

I open my eyes and sure enough I'm back in my room starring aimlessly at the ceiling, admiring the nipple like light above me. I notice the room is significantly darker then before I was raptured. My phone is also no longer on my floor instead resting on the center of my chest. I move it eye level and click the power button. Sun, JULY 26 14:28, 79% battery. "Great" I think to myself and for a moment my room returns to silence, but if I had know this was the last moment of silence I'd get for the next seven years I'dev (I would have) savored it more. Suddenly a cry of "Help!" is soon overshadowed by the sound of gunfire and the gnashing of teeth and a feminine voice beside me whispers into me ear "And so it begins."

I look over as a head pops out from under my sleeping clothes. A familiar pair of deep yellow eyes slice through the darkness of a black hoodie. I scoff as I charge a pluck from my middle finger sending her her hood off her raven, curly, locks and onto her soft shoulders. I smile placing my forehead against her my friends , the succubus know as Grace had appeared in my room. Grace stood 5"8.5' only a half inch shorter then me without shoes, she wore a of eight inch heels on place of her normal schmuck sandals, her normally hazel eye your now beep lipid pools of cloudy piss yellow, her normally tan skin was a deep purple that seemed to glow a faint blue in the receding light in my room, on either side of her forehead one, bout two inch black horn parted her hair making it seem matted and unkempt. "What?" She said nervously as I finally blinked breaking my statue like stare. I struggle to formulate a response as she turns walking into the corner furthest from me. Looking around my room noticing the other five hooded figure who simply shrug at my gaze. "Grace" I finally say causing her to look up from her mope "I like what you did with you hair." Grace begins to giggle and I being to laugh the others follow suit until the room is filled with joy. Grace wipes away a tear before hugging me deeply, at that moment I can't help but notice her tail bobbing happily, but none the less I return the hug. Breaking the hug I plop back onto my bed and get the time to actually examine the other hooded figure two are noticeably shorter then the others because their robes are bunched up against the floor. I point to one of the three taller ones and it nods and bows before stepping forward. It removes it's hood and crosses it's arms in front of itself. If it was human looking before I couldn't even tell, all I know is now a floating mass of...space, I think, thought somehow in that space a pair of metal rimmed, square glasses sit on the bridge of a non-existent noise. It audibly takes a breath and suddenly keys out a cry that take my door off it's hinges. I spring up in an attempt to silence the creature, placing my hand over where, due to the glasses position, I assumed it's mouth was, quickly silencing it.

Bathroom 15:30-15:40

I go into my college of saint rose bag and grab my "Don't underestimate the force" moleskin and an erasable pen from off my dresser. I shove the objects into the creatures mass and it forms hands to grab them in begins to scream again when Grace yells "No!" and motions for it to write in the book. It begins to scribble down something and turns the book to show me. On the page a somewhat crude, but still detailed picture of Tabitha, my memory archivist is drawn with an arrow pointing up towards the creature. "Guess this is what unveiled Tabitha looks like." Tabitha usually and 5"6' is now a radically smaller 4"10' seemingly made out of, well, space. Instead of her dark brown, almost black eyes, white domes seem to have replaced them. Her, well "hers", have been reduced to that of a normal anime trap, none. I nearly make a space/sucking pun but I hold myself together long enough to move on to the next figure one of which is jumping up and down excitedly assuming it's the next in line. I look at other taller figure and rack my brain "Ok, if Grace and Tabby, then Birtha, Rage, and..." I point at the shorter one as Leon and his short blond bob explode out of his cloak. Rushing to hug my side was a demon I had considered my rival at one point, now reduced to the size of a child but dressed in his same white half vest, blue "cut you" t-shirt and black skinny jeans.

Food break 16:16- eating 16:18

I'm about to continue when Rage, a being that looks like me, but with longer hair and a trench coat, suddenly chimes in. "We don't have time for this foolishness, they are coming, legions and legions of demons. He had lifted the Vail and so they come." Rage was right, I don't know why we were playing around attempting to ignore it. I shake my head, clearing my mind of doubt as I rise from my bed. "Ok let's-" my words are cut off as, like clockwork something slams through the front door. It rises to attention standing easily 8 feet tall. He sniffs at me casing me to flinch slightly. It lets out a disheartening cackle as it begins to speak "They stink of holiness, you smell of him. You'll be the holiest one I've eaten all da-" his jere is replaced with the sound of his blood filling his lungs as a large purple spear protrudes from a hole in his neck. I look over my shoulder at Grace who's dark energy keeps the spear a solid object. I wave for her to stop and she quickly complies sucking the spear out of his trough as it's body falls limp in the doorway. Grace breaths a sigh of relief as Rage looks at me. "Told you." He said sticking his nose up at the rest of us as he's quickly incapacitated by a punch to the stomach and a kick to the nuts. We drag Rage out of the shelter hearing the screams of frustrated people cursing God for their lost meal tickets and confused parent trying to find their babies, it's almost sickening. I check my phone again, same day, 17:05, 56% battery life. I check the pocket of my sweater and realize I'd forgotten my charger upstairs "Can't fight Armageddon without power" I chuckle at the truth of the statement as I head back up to the fourth floor without telling anyone. Once back upstairs I notice all the neighboring doors were open, seemingly blown off their hinges. "That can only mean good things." I thought sarcastically. Sliding into my room and grabbing my charger I suddenly thought "I'll probably need something to drink." I take one step out of my room and am immediately meet by growling. Some demonic quadruped with triceritops horns stood at the end of the hallway, just past the kitchen, eyes locked on me. For a moment I nearly jinx myself by thinking "Great! What else could go-" but I too late realized that in thinking of the thought I had jinxed myself. Large, heavy steps began coming outside the front door. I dare not turn my gaze from the creature that has it's eyes trained on me

Break 17:41-17:49

As the creature outside begins to mock me as it's large body blocks the exit. "He saw ya, didn' e'? Welp, hope ya likin' gettin' eaten all up! Ha ha!!" Suddenly, and without warning the hellion comes barreling toward me in that moment I suddenly think of the zepher step from inazuma 11 "but who's the ball?" I think "I'm the ball." But lost in my own mind I don't realize how much distance the monster had covered, snapping back to reality with just enough time jump over it and tumble down it's back leaving me behind it. Not caring to see how that situation system played out, I grabbed the "Brisk" by brother had insisted on constantly buying, shoved it into my strose bag and headed back for the now clear door. The sound of yelling and crashing suggested the continued interaction of the system but I only heard the creatures yelling for as long as it took me to go down the stairs, literally jumping the last two flights.

I was meet by Grace's classic disproving glare. I missed the days when she did it cause I farted on an elevator or cause I got hit by yet another car, it being an actual life or death thing now makes it way less fun. "How's Rage?" I say completely disregarding my own reckless action.

Break 18:16-18:29

It takes a few moments before she finally responds "He's fine for the most part but I can't say the same about his brain." She giggles at her own joke as I move over to inspect him. I hadn't had the time to realize even rage did look a bit different, his skin was darker then mine but also, paler? The right sleeve of the trench coat was cut in half and mostly burned leaving a blackened edge on what remained of it. I inspect further and immediately see why. A layer of what I can only describe as volcanic rock, with lava moving in between it formed a four fingered hand. I sigh trying to think of how he ended up this way but the only logical explication was it being my fault. "Well," I thought "At least his eyes didn't change" as I quickly realize I'm starting into Rage's open eyes I rise to my feet quickly, refusing to address the awkwardness of the situation. "Ok! Well it would seem, it's time, we move out!" The moment the statement escapes my lips the gargantuan demon from the fourth floor fell through to the lobby, nearly taking the entirety of the building with him. The seven of us slam through the steel door and spill onto the street where we're meet with a gruesome scene. Blood and carnage, as far as the eye could see. The only scent in the air was that of blood and fire, of ash and rust as if the moment the veil was gone the war was already lost. A deep profound dread threatened to devour me, WHOLE, even before I had started fighting. I hear muffled gunshots behind me as one of the still cloaked figures snaps me back to reality. I blink a few time as it proceeds to nod and snap is figures I'm my face.

Proofreading 19:12- 19:39.

I nod, snapping back jokingly to confirm my awareness of the situation as the figure rises to it's feet, yanking me upright. Before I can get my bearing it points and I look spotting Grace and Rage yelling for me. I rush toward them and the flashing red and blue lights behind them. I can feel something hot on my heels as I sprint toward them getting near them something tells me to baseball slide under the line of cop cruisers when suddenly a small mass of hot lead whizzes just over my head and into the creature, that falls dead. For a moment my ears are filled with insanely high amounts of cop jargon as a younger officer struggles to make words of it as he grabs the sides of his head and begins rocking back and forth. Grace and Rage quickly pick up his slack and continue killing any hellion that gets near us "Hey." I say softly placing my hand on his shoulder. Panicked he points his gun at me. I move back slowly putting my hands up in surrender. Finally noticing the horrible feeling of the whole situation his hand go limp causing him to drop his gun as he begins to vomit. Crying out his words he tries to manage a sentence around snorts and vomit "H-how didthe *snort* inthe *vomits* withthe *dry heaves* huh? *snort*" I nod, having no idea what he meant, what he asked, or if he had just tried to arrest me and it didn't matter: he was here too, and he needed help. "How's it going over there?" I ask Grace and Rage "Oh it's going *grunt*" Grace says between kneeing spears through heads. "Well, you remember that thing? From that book, ya know, the whole 'weapons of are warfare aren't carnal but are mighty through God to the pulling down yada yada' yeah without the veil ALL human weapons are carnal so the ones blue put down are getting back up." I gloss over the fact that at a time like this rage just "yada yadaed" scripture and think "Does that mean...hmm." I jump on the hood of the car. "What are ya *vomits*?" That thought hadn't cross my mind, what was I doing? "We need something big." I say simply. I search my memory for the right words. "Burning light of holy innocents, crimson ash of the forgotten damned." Grace's spears and Rage's ax begin to glow and pulse only earning a word look from Grace "A prayer from damned lips pleading for salvations Grace, a red ax, a forgotten purpose leaving behind only Rage." Finally realizing what I am attempting Grace impales two demon on each spear slamming them into the ground as the pulsing from her spear begin to intensify. Rage also realizes his obligation stepping into the center of the poles and pointing his ax to the sky. "A burning light that pass all understanding" Grace chimes in "a blinding white flash over as quickly as it starts leaving only one in the field." "A burning red passion know only that-" Rage cuts me off "It's power comes not from anger but the pure hearts heat, knowing only duty."
"WHAT!"
"IS!"
"ARMAGEDDON!"

Suddenly two large pillars of light erupt from the ground where Grace had stabbed her spears annihilating the demons and sending out a shock wave that flipped the cop car before condensing into a large ball that place itself in front of Rage's ax he bounced the ball on the tip of his ax for a moment before slashing thought it sending a slash of light forward cleaving all in its path in twain. He slashes two more time, destroying demons, giants, demon giant AND the train station all at the same time and not caring at all before finally slamming his ax and the ball into the ground sending a solid path of destructive light through the streets until it formed a cross, leveling the area. Rage, Grace, and I are left panting in the wake of our destruction. I look up into the pitch black sky as the last of our light begins to fade. I whip out my phone and check the time Sun, JULY 26, 21:11 19% Heh, "Hell yeah" I thought for a moment until Rage suddenly begins to cough harshly before falling over. Grace let's out a low giggle before she starts "Guess it was a little too much for him, huh?" We begin to laugh but quite moments later as we begin to feel it too. As the world around me begins to sway and contort as waves of nausea begin to batter my head one after another bringing me to my knees. I hang my head as blood begins to drip from my nose my blood, red and dark, sticking out on the dirty white hood of the cruiser. I look back to see the remaining hooded figures, Leon, and Tabitha making a break for it."Stay safe!" I yell as I turn my head back forward and am meet by an odd sight. A large wall of pure black reflects my confused, bloody face. I try see the top, but it doesn't seem to have one. I try to see the bottom, but it seem to have one of those either. I feel my eye glaze over as my elbows buckle under me as the last sound I hear is of my head hitting the back of the cruiser as a voice whispers in my ear "Blight will take care of you."

SUN, JULY 26 21:51... 2% Phone will now shut down.