Our Time

Chapter 5: Cervantes

The tides have become more and more aggressive. Each wave we overcome feels as if it will rip this ship apart. It has been three cycles since I lost my brother, Ellus, and now I have created my crew. Sixty angels now inhabit the decks of this vessel. A vessel I have come to call home. The Imperium, a vessel only built for the uses of the Lord. A fitting name created by the crew, it only we could have celebrated. No, now was the time for me to fulfill my goal. Ever since the angels fell to Earth, God has deemed Man unfit to be saved. The Gates of Heaven have now been permanently shut. No being, whether angel nor human may enter. A foolish decision by the Lord, the armies of Hell now number three times than before. They are almost at Earth now, the very seafloor has begun to crack. Currently, I am on course for a place called New York. A place where Man has congregated in the millions. A place which reeks of sin. Lust, greed, gluttony all of which have rooted deep into the souls of those who enter. There is a soul there, one with which doesn't belong. A soul whom has been wrongly judged. I only pray that I can reach it in time. The forces of Hell have begun to seep through the ocean. Though not yet seen by man, the demons will attack the places of the most sin. I can feel my skin begin to crawl, a feeling I have come to hate. Man deserves such a punishment, let he who rejects the Lord and his teachings be damned. The soul I seek is one I would normal deem the same as the rest. A vile, pathetic waste of my time. However, Ellus saw something in this one. "Potential" He said "this one has the potential to change us." I chuckled softly, this one soul can change us? What blasphemy. Ellus was a very unique one indeed. At this point it doesn't matter what I thought anymore, the only thing that mattered was securing this human, before anything happens to it. "Cervantes!" An Angel yelled "There's something wrong with the water!" I was on top of the stern of the ship. I rushed to the side peering over into the deep blue ocean. The only light was the moon shining off the waves. "Fool!" I shouted "The ocean is fine, the demons cannot reach the surface for sometime!" The Angel was a small, short looking one. A very new breed from what he looked. He sprinted from end to end, frantically searching for what he saw. "It was here!" He spat "The ocean, it glows beneath." Impossible. The demons are not capable of reaching the surface for sometime, the cold darkness keeps them at bay. I should not have believed the young one, but I was not about to take a chance. "Souls of the ocean, Herald to my call." I raised my arms outwards, hand slacked. "Bring this vessel worthy of the Lord. Bring it the defense against unholy sin." The sea began to shine, the light piercing the water hundreds of miles downward. There I saw the oceans creatures, in all of God's image. Yet through the light I saw it, a very subtle yet noticeable difference. The creatures were dead. Each animal, large or small, predator or prey. Drained of life, falling into the deep abyss below where the light hit. A great pain swallowed my heart, the ocean was my home. My place to protect, and now I have failed so many I sworn would be free of harm. I felt a tear roll down my cheek, but soon my sadness turned to anger. Fury unlike any other, for out of all the death one thing still moved. I looked into its cold, lifeless eyes, it's massive beak, and it's enormous tentacles. A creature God created, a creature he locked away for millenium. I was wrong, the demons were already at the surface. For behind the behemoth that stretched across the end of the light. Millions of them, their red cold eyes, were swimming upwards. Directly towards the surface.