Genesis of a Hero

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And he’d only been down here for a few secret meetings after receiving his wings.
    “Doubtful,” he answered.
    “Hopefully,” Denise interjected with a slightly pleading look.
    John sighed and offered a sheepish shrug of his shoulders. He found it funny that a person who barely came up to his chest could make him quell in fear; yet facing a monstrous demon made him want to charge into battle.
    “ I’ll work on being nicer… but it won’t be easy,” he offered to which she laughed.
    They made their way through the dim, wavering lit corridor until coming to a thick, oak door with iron-wrought handles. Harold pushed it open with a loud squeak and they found themselves looking at four cells spaced evenly down a short hallway. Rusted bars lined the dungeon-like cages. Mossy tendrils crawled along the rock walls. Xavier and a woman with all her angel gifts shining were facing the bars of Melody’s cell. Almost back to back with them were two more angels who had their eyes closed and were whispering prayers at Christy. She sat on a small wooden stool. The devil’s black power oozed from her skin, but was absorbed by the light of the Spirit before extending into the room. Her maniacal eyes found John and she hissed a cursing insult.
    “Nice to see you too,” John waved politely.
    “What are you doing here?” Xavier questioned without turning from Melody. She was lounged on a feathered bunk on the back wall of the cell. Pure white chains were still wrapped around her legs, but her upper body was unbound. Her mesmerizing, brown eyes sparkled as she looked from one angel to the next.
    “Seeing if we could offer any help,” Denise answered.
    “You can help me by cutting these chains and letting me out of this cage,” Christy snarled. “Or telling these idiots to go away and the Great Lord will do it for me. His powers are far greater than God’s. After he rises from the abyss, all of you will fall to your knees before him.”
    “Lucifer has no power here,” the angel in front of her cage preached. A Bible in his right hand thumped against the iron bars. John didn’t envy h is job. Christy and Charles were both lost causes in his mind. They fell to Satan’s side long ago - merely for a lust of power. No remorse, or love, existed in her crazed face. She continued levying curses with glowing red eyes of Lucifer’s taint.
    John turned his back on her in disgust. The War for Sins was lost if too many were born wrapped in evil like she was.
    Melody, on the other hand, was sitting peacefully with no attempts to strike out with Lucifer’s gifts. But when John pressed towards her with the Spirit; a black wall met the divine touch.
    A tremulous hum, which sounded like a children’s lullaby, lifted from her throat. It was strangely hypnotic and sounded like something she’d hummed a million times. He pictured her leaning over a child’s bed with a night light shining in the dark.
    They sat and watched her for an hour. Xavier and the woman angel poured continuous pleas for her to gather her strength and reach for her faith. To beg for God’s mercy and let the Spirit wrap her in the warmth of His grace. Melody never responded and eventually laid her head down and went to sleep. John wondered if his vision of Melody humming to the child had been a gift from the Spirit; or simply his imagination.
    “They’ll have to keep a constant watch on them,” Harold said as they walked down the candle lit corridor outside the locked cell room. “It would be tough, but they’d eventually find a way out of the chains we bound them with. Lucifer’s powers are hard to contain without a constant watch.”
    “Slippery and slithery,” Denise sighed. “ All his powers are disgusting. I’ll never understand how angels fall.”
    John nodded and glanced over his shoulder. “With Charles and Christy, I can kind of understand,” he murmured. “They want power on Earth. And the devil promises them that.”
    “Stupid of them to

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