Chapter two

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 The two teenagers forced their way to the anchor's news desk, sliding next to the anchor who jumped with fear. "What are you doing?" She hissed, angry and afraid. Koda ignored her, determined to tell his message.

"Hello, my name is Koda," he began, staring at the camera pointed at him, "and this is Kyla. She is one of the few people who cared about the world, and tried to help it stay alive. But now her world and your world is ending. Please keep in mind hysteria is the death of the human race. If you do not stop panicking and listen, the human race will be as if it never existed. You will die. That's a promise." Koda looked at kyla to speak. She nodded with a hard swallow, taking a deep breath. "We believe The Maker is punishing us because we have not been loyal to him or his creations. We have gotten so caught up in making the world about us, that we forgot and destroyed what he worked so hard to create." Kyla suddenly got really self conscious as a bunch of people began to point questionably. "The oceans, the forests, the skies, we have ruined it all. That's why he wants to destroy the earth." Koda smiled. "But don't freak out," he instructed, "not yet at least. We might be able to change his mind."

The news anchor shook her head, not wanting to hear this. She was clearly traumatized, and was rejected everything she could. "You kids don't know what you're talking about," she accused, "This is the end of the world, not the Sunday church! The Maker doesn't exist!" Koda gave her a glare. "If you want to die in the most miserable way comprehendable or worse, keep up your ignorant mindset. But I don't think you'll like what happens." The anchor snarled back, "You are starting unnecessary panic. Stop it." Kyla stood up with bitter hatred toward this woman. "There needs to be fear. We are going to die! All of us!" The woman closed her eyes with her lips drawn in a fine line. "Stop saying that..." Koda smiled grimly. "She's right," he added for more effect, "and you are going to be one of the firsts." The anchor fell to the floor, her fingers tangled into her blonde hair. "Stop it!" she shrieked, "make it stop!" Koda turned back to the camera. "Your fear is turning into insanity. You want this to stop? Make it." Kyla nodded, taking in a deep breath.

"We need to respect and follow what The Maker wants us to do, prove that we are loyal to him and maybe he'll retract the age." The camera man listening in shook his head. "If The Maker is even real, how will he tell us what he wants us to do?" Koda gave him a determined nod. "We'll know." That didn't satisfy him. "But how? Are you like a disciple of The Maker or something? You a prophet?" Koda cocked his head. "Something like that." The man looked around as if he couldn't believe what he was hearing. "You say'n you a prophet! You starting hysteria and fear in people that need to be calm 'cause you a prophet?" Koda gritted his teeth. "Hysteria needs to struck before redemption can occur." The man burst out laughing. "Man, I know I shouldn't be laughing as the world's ending an all, but this boy is crazy!" Kyla slid closer to Koda as she noticed security appearing from the shadows, guns loaded in their hands. "Koda," she whispered. Koda took a deep breath. "You don't want to do this," he started, "this is why the world is ending." The guards pushed the man behind them, and turned off the camera. "We got this, little man." He nodded, and waved goodbye in a mocking pose. " Koda tensed a little. "You kill us now and it'll only get worse for you." The guards laughed. "Who said we were gonna kill you? We want to have some fun first. Especially with you." Koda froze. He knew that voice. He took a deeper look at the guard in front of him. The dark brown eyes filled with hatred and contempt, hungry for revenge and pain of the ones around him reminded Koda where he was. This world was not of his father, but instead of Lucifer, the fallen angel sent to die with the earth. Koda let his soul evaporate into the atmosphere of the earth, leaving his materialized body frozen in time, so he and Lucifer could talk alone. Koda noticed the Angel did the same, his cold spirit emanating black thick dust that floated around him. Koda was white, his spirit lit with the light of grace that all Angels had.

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