《I'M ALIVE!》Chapter XX - WAR - PART 2
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The aircraft starts to get between the fight, but the main target is Leviathan. Fuck! Sofia and I looked at the scene with apprehension for different reasons I guess.
“Tell me the menu for this dish of shit, Arse!”
“Arse!?”
Sofia was shocked to hear the fucking nickname of the book.
“Hehe! He is a jerk, angel! The Archangels and the flying machines' status are different, but I guess Leraje, Mephitopleles, and Azazel can handle then. You gonna summon all of them, aren’t you? You never learn, you shithead!"
I don’t wanna bother offending the fucker now. I look at the sky and see Leviathan getting hit by missiles and energy blasts of the angels. The dark flames are shielding its huge body against the missiles, but the holy blasts are starting to make some damage. The fucker just needs a fire breath to take down a fucker, but the fairies are fast. Let's do it!
“Leraje, Mephistophilis, et Azazel. Citatus abdi infernis conspectum meum!”
The kicks I get when I summon all of them at the same time is awesome! Hellish flames of all colors are all around; they gaze at the sky ready to battle the enemies. Leraje has two semi-automatic pistols and looks like some hooded military assassin. This fucker is all guns blazing bullseye against the angels and the Air Force planes. It has already taken down six combat jets and now changes the aim to an angel and the fucker is having trouble avoiding the bullets. Those black pistols of Leraje fire more bullets than a fucking machine gun!
Mephistopheles is flying and it's freezing a dozen planes that fall to the ground petrified by ice. Bluish energy is surrounding the fucker and the skies seem to be gathering clouds fast. As the dark clouds cover the daylight, a sort of black hail starts to fall down, and the ice rocks are huge. The angels are taking a hard time avoiding the ice rocks, but the flames of Leviathan melt them.
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Leviathan takes advantage of the assistance of the bullets and hail troubling one of the fuckers mobility to roast the fucking angel. The fairy is falling down; burning till it's like a small piece of charcoal. Another one bites the dust.
Azazel looked at me and Sofia with rage as she ascended to the skies. I guess she is fucking jealous, no guesses, I can feel it. Her anger intensified the dark flames and she facing two angels with furious attacks. Fast swings of her katana and gracious dodges in the sky. Their spears of light can’t even touch her and although each of her attacks does little damage, the angels are being hit more than a thousand times per second. I realized that her dark energy is like poison to them; they get weaker as it penetrates their holy bodies.
Leviathan is facing the fucker that seems to be the stronger angel. Leraje is giving the bastard a blast of bullets and the angel can barely avoid then, the fucking dragon is staring patiently. The motherfucker is enjoying it like a predator watching his innocent prey about to be taken down. Leviathan gathers an enormous amount of energy as the black hailstorm and Leraje infinite bullets are messing with the mobility of the motherfucker. Bam! In a blink of the eye, a devastating fireblast hits the fucker! Roasted to the ground!
Leraje is aiming now at one of the enemies of Azazel as Leviathan and Mephistopheles are dealing with a hundred combat jets and choppers. Fire and ice eliminate the USAF's most advanced battle aircraft like they were fucking mosquitoes. Azazel takes advantage that one of the angels she was facing was hit by thousands of bullets per second and easily decapitated one of the fairies as the other one couldn't effectively protect himself from Lerage incredible focus on a single enemy. In the sky, Azazel kicks the head of the fucker towards me as she shows the middle finger. The head hits the sand and it is a treasure chest now. Those fuckers with metal detectors will have a huge surprise. Sofia avoided looking at the head sinking in the blasting sand with tears in her eyes.
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There is only one angel left, but he flashes and vanishes as I expected from the coward. I guess this battle took like thirty minutes. I stare at the sky and the military was defeated too. Just normal humans using normal machines...
All my allies are approaching us now that the battle is over. Sofia was shocked and her eyes were full of tears. Fuck! I can feel her crushing sadness.
“This a very sad scene, Chris! They were kind angels, and I can feel that most of the souls that have perished were good!”
“I can’t feel anything but madness now, Sofia! It was a necessary evil.”
“No evil is necessary, Christian! You told me that after you refused to defend the case of that rapist. I'm grateful you saved me and the only good thing about it is that it might prevent you from going more insane, I hope…”
She cried as she said those words to me. I feel like a piece of turd now. That case of the rapist...She is right... I'm not the same anymore. How could I?... I’d better summon my allies back to the book, or hell to be more accurate, otherwise, my mind will go bananas. I say the Latin words and they are gone with the usual shit-show of hellish fireworks. Azazel was looking at me with a deadly stare. Fuck! I guess no more of her good pussy for a while. What am I thinking? My wife is here by my side now, but I thought I would never see her face again! She is an angel now and was in heaven when I was banging Azazel, but she is still my dear Sofia! The person I love the most.
“Guess you’re a rogue angel now, Sofs! It was Michael that gave you angel powers?”
“Guess you are right about me going rogue, I can sense heaven's gates are closed to me. About the Holy Ascension... it was a voice that sounded like million symphonies coming from everywhere. I was shocked to see that I was wearing this silver armor and was declared an Angel by the voice."
Is it god? I can’t tell if it is and she seems lost about her answer.
"Well, Sofs, that voice might be from God himself, but this is just a hunch of mine."
"Maybe... What is this sensation? Can you feel it, Chris?"
"I can and it's raw naked power, literally naked!"
"Say that again!?
In the distance, I can see five Nephilim's flying towards us. The Navy warships can be seen far away when I looked to the sea. I think this means war now!
"Let's escape, you moron! Hehehe! This will only get worse!"
"I think that the strange book is right, Chris!"
"Well...
I and the book are frozen like a statue as we feel the calling of Satan. Fuck!
"Take her with us, boss!"
It was too late. The book and I were in hell, where time passes differently from Earth. Fuck! Sofia is alone in the fucking warzone and every fucking thing there is her enemy. The fucker is laughing at me.
"Could you not have brought Sofia along with me, boss?"
"I could, but she would become a demon! You would not enjoy that sight. In my dimension of Hell, Nemesis, all angels that did not fall become like me or worse! Blame it on my Father if you will."
"Is she okay at least?"
"She's been captured by the new Nephilims, but worry not! She is not harmed. It is time for you to become stronger!"
"Fuck! I guess the Eve Faction are my enemies now."
Satan is laughing. I can feel he is more powerful and doesn't look so monstrous now. Fuck! I need to hurry up to save Sofia.
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