The Angel of the Host
KidEternity
(12/31/00 2:02 am)
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Rameriel, though a guardian angel, was an angel of the Heavenly Host nonetheless. Something akin to a smile played across his eyes, as he regarded Captain Marvel, and his voice took on a timbre of confidence.
Captain Marvel looked again at the angel and saw, for the first time, the spiritual radiance of this heavenly being. Immediately he remembered the difference between this entity, and the one known to him as Zauriel: Zauriel had chosen to walk the earth - separating himself from the Source, the Presence, the Creator. Zauriel could not hope to impart the majesty that Cap now recognized fully in this being.
Zauriel was earthbound. But Rameriel was walking in the service of his Maker.
The Wisdom of Solomon whispered...
This is a servant of the Most High. It would be wise to display your reverence.
With that, Captain Marvel remembered his place, and 'fell' to his knees, hovering just above the water.
Rameriel spoke, and this time it was the voice of a Heavenly Messenger.
"The boy's essence is the key to unlocking the Chaos of Time. Your Enemy will subvert the boy's gifts through lies... but will be unable to use him before he dies a second time in your time."
Captain Marvel, even with the Wisdom of Solomon, took a moment to process this information. In 1942, the events would have happened in the future... but in his time they had already come to pass. Then the angel continued.
"Thus the Lord works in ways seeming misterious to mortal men, but are in truth the only ways. And you will be given the power to thwart the Enemy, if you hear and obey."
Captain Marvel nodded, speechless, and powerless to do more than listen.
"It is true that his spirit is a doorway to Eternity, and the key to what you know as Hypertime. It is also true that, should you fail, Eternity will implode into the Chaos of simultaneous Hypertime for All Realities. Chaos would reign, and only the Creator Himself could put that aright. But you have been chosen as a soldier... to go and battle for Creation."
Cap stayed in awe of the power of that voice, as Rameriel continued, producing what looked like a golden chalice from within his robes.
"With this you will be able to collect the boy's essence, and return with it to your time. The chalice will know what to do... but you must not be tempted by the Enemy on the wayside, or the chalice will be lost, and your mission will be fruitless. You must follow the one who calls himself 'Keeper', and more I cannot say." And with this, the angel placed the chalice in Captain Marvel's hands, and rose into the sky.
As Rameriel took to the air, faster even than the Speed of Mercury, he cleaved the sky with a sword of flame, and entered an otherwhere of heavenly light. The rift closed behind him, and the world seemed to return to normal.
Cap stared after the heavenly being for a moment in awe, before the Wisdom of Solomon whispered, A man's pride brings him low, but a man of lowly spirit gains honor.
Cap paused once more to consider this, and set off silently in pursuit of the false 'angel', Mister Keeper. Though he could not see through the Mists of Time, the chalice seemed to know the way, and Captain Marvel let it 'pull' him after.
* * *
He emerged in a place not of darkness, or of light, and heard wailings and gnashings of teeth. He had the distinct impression that he'd been here before.
The impression was confirmed, when he peered through the smoky haze to see a leering figure seated upon a mighty throne.
And it spoke. "Welcome, Captain. I believe I have something you want?"
Cap's eyes widened in horror, as he exclaimed:
"Neron!"
(To be continued...)
KidEternity
(12/31/00 2:02 am)
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Rameriel, though a guardian angel, was an angel of the Heavenly Host nonetheless. Something akin to a smile played across his eyes, as he regarded Captain Marvel, and his voice took on a timbre of confidence.
Captain Marvel looked again at the angel and saw, for the first time, the spiritual radiance of this heavenly being. Immediately he remembered the difference between this entity, and the one known to him as Zauriel: Zauriel had chosen to walk the earth - separating himself from the Source, the Presence, the Creator. Zauriel could not hope to impart the majesty that Cap now recognized fully in this being.
Zauriel was earthbound. But Rameriel was walking in the service of his Maker.
The Wisdom of Solomon whispered...
This is a servant of the Most High. It would be wise to display your reverence.
With that, Captain Marvel remembered his place, and 'fell' to his knees, hovering just above the water.
Rameriel spoke, and this time it was the voice of a Heavenly Messenger.
"The boy's essence is the key to unlocking the Chaos of Time. Your Enemy will subvert the boy's gifts through lies... but will be unable to use him before he dies a second time in your time."
Captain Marvel, even with the Wisdom of Solomon, took a moment to process this information. In 1942, the events would have happened in the future... but in his time they had already come to pass. Then the angel continued.
"Thus the Lord works in ways seeming misterious to mortal men, but are in truth the only ways. And you will be given the power to thwart the Enemy, if you hear and obey."
Captain Marvel nodded, speechless, and powerless to do more than listen.
"It is true that his spirit is a doorway to Eternity, and the key to what you know as Hypertime. It is also true that, should you fail, Eternity will implode into the Chaos of simultaneous Hypertime for All Realities. Chaos would reign, and only the Creator Himself could put that aright. But you have been chosen as a soldier... to go and battle for Creation."
Cap stayed in awe of the power of that voice, as Rameriel continued, producing what looked like a golden chalice from within his robes.
"With this you will be able to collect the boy's essence, and return with it to your time. The chalice will know what to do... but you must not be tempted by the Enemy on the wayside, or the chalice will be lost, and your mission will be fruitless. You must follow the one who calls himself 'Keeper', and more I cannot say." And with this, the angel placed the chalice in Captain Marvel's hands, and rose into the sky.
As Rameriel took to the air, faster even than the Speed of Mercury, he cleaved the sky with a sword of flame, and entered an otherwhere of heavenly light. The rift closed behind him, and the world seemed to return to normal.
Cap stared after the heavenly being for a moment in awe, before the Wisdom of Solomon whispered, A man's pride brings him low, but a man of lowly spirit gains honor.
Cap paused once more to consider this, and set off silently in pursuit of the false 'angel', Mister Keeper. Though he could not see through the Mists of Time, the chalice seemed to know the way, and Captain Marvel let it 'pull' him after.
* * *
He emerged in a place not of darkness, or of light, and heard wailings and gnashings of teeth. He had the distinct impression that he'd been here before.
The impression was confirmed, when he peered through the smoky haze to see a leering figure seated upon a mighty throne.
And it spoke. "Welcome, Captain. I believe I have something you want?"
Cap's eyes widened in horror, as he exclaimed:
"Neron!"
(To be continued...)
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