The Grand Grim Reaper

The Grand Grim Reaper Part 8

"Marty, what's going on? I see trees falling and lamp post coming down, but I don't see what bring them down," One neighbor said while all the time Marty was trying to catch his own grip on what's happening.

"Look, people, I know you are having trouble seeing these creatures...."

"Trouble! We are not blind their invisible."

"Yeah, I know but please if you can just bear with me I can see if I can get you all vision on these monsters."

"Marty, how are you going to do that?"

"I don't know, Mom," Marty said as he tore away from his mother to solve the problem.

"Wait! Look, up in the sky there are angels coming toward us," Marty stopped in his tracks.

"What? Mom, you can see them?"

"Yes, and I can see the demons too."

"Mom, why didn't you tell me?"

"Marty, I thought you understood because I was possessed by one of those things that I would be able to see them."

"Mom, I am so sorry that I put you through all of this."

"Marty, I am your Mom, this is my job!"

Meanwhile, while, Marty and his mom were trying to figure out what to do next. The Electrician from the power station came on the scene and couldn't get into the neighborhood. And as he dispatched back to the power station he could not explain what was happening.

"Sir, I'm telling you powerlines are down all over this neighborhood and there is no way to get to them the streets are blocked."

"Sims, I don't care what your problem is, get those powerlines up and running!"

"But Sir,"

"No Buts, Sims, just do it!"

"Smith and James get down there and see what is the problem and what is going on down there. Oh yeah, James, take the camcorder so I can see what going on down there," The Supervisor said. 

"Yes, Sir..."

The energy power men arrived on the scene and they began to film what was going on in Marty's neighborhood. As the company watched, they could not believe how power lines were falling down with no one knocking them down. Cars were being cast off and drop in mid-air.

When Marty and his Mom Looked back up in the skies they saw the angels had stopped and they weren't getting any closer.

"Mom,"

"Yes, I know dear."

"What are we going to do?"

"I don't know," Marty's mom said when suddenly a cloud covered the neighborhood like a soft blanket.

"James, Sims what's going on down there?"

"We don't know sir. Everything went dark we can't see into the streets anymore."

"Well do something, those powerlines have to be fixed."

Power trucks crashed trying to get on the street with the most trouble. An ambulance came on the scene and they couldn't get on the street they were called to.

"Man, what is going on?"

"We don't know we just arrived here also."

"Well, we have a patient to care for on that street."

"Well, good luck trying to get down that road. Because you see that truck," the power engineer pointing at the crash truck, "It's not going any further it stopppd- No it crashed in mid-air. Nothing in its way it just crashed. Now if you can get this big ambulance truck through that let me know because I've got powerlines to fix." 

The ambulance driver and the paramedic looked at the truck the front end was smashed into the windshield and wondered what could have done such damage. They examined completely around the truck and the hard shield that keep the truck from moving forward.

"Should we call the fire department?"

"You call them, but I don't think they can get through either."

Meanwhile, while trapped in the dome Marty and his Mother tried to calm down their neighbors.

"People, please calm down. We will find a way to get help in here for your wounded."

"And how do you think you are going to do that? When no vehicle can come down that street."

"Marty, can you talk to the angles? Try to persuade them to let the shield up so the people that are hurt can get help."

"Mom, they aren't listening to anyone they just float in space gazing down on us."

"Marty, just try!"

Marty looked at his mother knowing she asking the impossible. Still, he tried any way waving his hand to get one of them to pay attention to him. As all the angles focused on Marty's hand waving at them. They looked at each other wondering how he sees them.

"We have a lot of people in here wounded, so can you please let your invisible shield up so we can get some of these people to safety?"

"Where are the demons?"

"I don't know they flee after you got here."

"We can only let up the shield if they are gone."

"I'll asked around and see if anyone has seen them," Marty said as he went around asking about the demons. "Look, no one saw where they went. You have to let us outta here. We have wounded people in here that need cared for. If you don't let up your shield they might die."

"We are not letting the shield up until we know or captured the demons."

"How are you going to capture anything if you can't get in here?" Marty asked. Just then the angles came through the invisible shield and began scouting around for the demons.

"Marty, how did they come through?"

"They just did. I guess if they made the shield then surely they can come through it," Marty said with anger in his voice.

"Well, I'm going to talk to them!" Marty's mother said as she stormed across the street to have a word with the angles.

"What do you things think you are doing? Locking us in with these demons and not letting us get our wounded helped. You are suppose to be angles from God, and that was not godly leaving us to suffer with demons. You need to let us out of here so we can get help or my son will have a word with the creator as so you call him, but we call him God!"

"How do you people see us?"

"My son is the Grand Grim Reaper, and he has a close relationship with God almighty."

"Marty Fillmore, is your son?"

"Yes!"