The Captain's Commitment
Val Armor
(12/30/00 7:05 pm)
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Captain Marvel considered himself an optimist, and was perhaps the last great optimist of the free world. He believed strongly in the ability for good to triumph over evil and genuinely believed that the ‘no-win situation’ did not exist. He believed that he could overcome any obstacle if he put his mind to it. As such, there was little that worried or frightened him, especially since he had Solomon and Achilles in his mind and heart.
What he saw before him, however, made him very worried.
A Guardian Angel of God was crying tears of light and music.
Mere seconds before, Captain Marvel had seen a being that the Wisdom of Solomon had told him to be Mr. Keeper come by and take the soul, the essence of Kit Freeman away, a fleeting instant before the true angels had come to carry the souls of their charges to the great beyond.
However, the angel before him was alone, its face buried in its hands, softly moaning over and over how “he was the boy’s keeper”. The Captain had a very bad feeling of what this meant.
He flew down to the area where the angel was, not surprised to see that the angel was kneeling down on the water, the smooth liquid supporting the angel as if it were solid ground. Cap had seen angels before, and now that he was once again a member of the JLA, he worked with Zauriel on a regular basis. However, this angel was different. It was a guardian angel, a protector and gatherer of souls. It had no sex per say, but was still very beautiful, radiating warmth and holiness. However, the good Captain was well aware of the speed and power these angels possessed. The being that had taken its human soul from it must be powerful indeed.
Cap floated down to the water slowly and gently, the wind making his cape and draping ends of his sash billow. He hovered a few feet above the water, and went to the angels side. Not knowing what else he could really do, he gently laid his hand on the angelic beings shoulder, an action of comfort to one who was obviously distressed.
“Is there anything I can do to help,” the Captain asked as gently as he could.
The angel looked up slowly, it’s eyes flying wide when it saw who was offering his condolences. It rose up quickly, and grasped the Captain by the shoulders.
“Captain Marvel,” it asked, as it suddenly looked very hopeful. “Praise the Presence! Perhaps one with the God granted Wisdom of Solomon can help me.”
For a moment, Cap was stunned that this angel knew of his existence. Then he realized that this was an angel that he was talking to. Time existed differently to them, and they did hang out with God.
The Captain nodded his head, a reassuring smile forming on his face. “I’ll do everything I can to help you. But first you need to calm down a bit.”
The angel nodded, and Cap blinked a bit. Were it not for the Power of Zeus and the Wisdom of Solomon, he likely wouldn’t be able to see the angel, and if he did, he would have been too overwhelmed by the angel’s purity to speak coherently.
“Yes, yes of course Billy. My name is Rameriel, and I am a Guardian Angel of the 579th quire. For all his life, I have watched over the soul of Kit Freeman and have done my best to guard over his soul. However, today, something happened. He died before his time. I was coming to bring his soul up to Heaven to see what was to be done about this, but when I arrived, his soul was already gone!” Rameriel was visibly shaken by this. Captain Marvel could imagine how devastating it must be to a guardian to not know where his charge was.
Cap quickly related what he had witnessed to Rameriel, who absorbed all of what the Captain said and looked very unhappy.
“Basically,” the Captain continued “Kit Freeman’s essence ahs been abducted by some party other than the Guardian Angels. The power it would require to do that suggests a few likely suspects. The Lords of Order and Chaos are likely capable of doing. Many of the Sky Fathers like Zeus and Odin could do this, but they likely wouldn’t have any interest in Kit’s soul. There are the denizens of Hell, but I don’t think they would pull something like that for fear of coming into conflict with the Presence.” Cap mentally thanked the Wisdom of Solomon for its invaluable assistance. “So, our only real suspects are the Lords of Order and Chaos. And since the Lords of Order aren’t interested in souls, per say, the Lords of Chaos are our only real suspects.”
Rameriel scowled, which was very unnerving to see an angel do. “But why would they be after the soul of Kit Freeman?”
“According to all that I’ve observed, the Lords of Chaos supposedly turned Kit into an agent of theirs, named Kid Eternity. However, in my time, the Kid was dispersed across time and space by the mad sorcerer Mordru. I’ve been sent on a quest to reunite him. Apparently, I could use his original core essence to help me recombine my time’s Kid Eternity back together. However, the problem is that I don’t have his essence. ‘Mr. Keeper’ does.”
Rameriel looked concerned. “What will you do?”
Captain Marvel looked off in the direction Mr. Keeper had flown off in, well aware that his journey had just been lengthened considerably. “Get Kit’s soul back at all cost, even if it means coming into conflict with the Lords of Chaos themselves.
Internally, Cap shuddered. During an early adventure with the Justice League, he had fought and been defeated by an agent of the Lords of Order known as the Gray Man. Cap had ended up being possessed by the Grey Man and had been forced to battle his teammates. Luckily, he had been able break free before he hurt anyone. However, on some nights, he would still have nightmares of his possession, how he had been bested by a mere agent of the Lords of Order, and how he could have hurt someone if he hadn’t broken free.
Captain Marvel pushed his fears aside, with a little help from Achilles. That was a different Captain Marvel, one who had possession of the power of Shazam for only a few weeks. He had grown since then, and the universe depended on getting Kit’s soul back. And if that meant invading the Planes of Chaos, then so be it.
Val Armor
(12/30/00 7:05 pm)
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Captain Marvel considered himself an optimist, and was perhaps the last great optimist of the free world. He believed strongly in the ability for good to triumph over evil and genuinely believed that the ‘no-win situation’ did not exist. He believed that he could overcome any obstacle if he put his mind to it. As such, there was little that worried or frightened him, especially since he had Solomon and Achilles in his mind and heart.
What he saw before him, however, made him very worried.
A Guardian Angel of God was crying tears of light and music.
Mere seconds before, Captain Marvel had seen a being that the Wisdom of Solomon had told him to be Mr. Keeper come by and take the soul, the essence of Kit Freeman away, a fleeting instant before the true angels had come to carry the souls of their charges to the great beyond.
However, the angel before him was alone, its face buried in its hands, softly moaning over and over how “he was the boy’s keeper”. The Captain had a very bad feeling of what this meant.
He flew down to the area where the angel was, not surprised to see that the angel was kneeling down on the water, the smooth liquid supporting the angel as if it were solid ground. Cap had seen angels before, and now that he was once again a member of the JLA, he worked with Zauriel on a regular basis. However, this angel was different. It was a guardian angel, a protector and gatherer of souls. It had no sex per say, but was still very beautiful, radiating warmth and holiness. However, the good Captain was well aware of the speed and power these angels possessed. The being that had taken its human soul from it must be powerful indeed.
Cap floated down to the water slowly and gently, the wind making his cape and draping ends of his sash billow. He hovered a few feet above the water, and went to the angels side. Not knowing what else he could really do, he gently laid his hand on the angelic beings shoulder, an action of comfort to one who was obviously distressed.
“Is there anything I can do to help,” the Captain asked as gently as he could.
The angel looked up slowly, it’s eyes flying wide when it saw who was offering his condolences. It rose up quickly, and grasped the Captain by the shoulders.
“Captain Marvel,” it asked, as it suddenly looked very hopeful. “Praise the Presence! Perhaps one with the God granted Wisdom of Solomon can help me.”
For a moment, Cap was stunned that this angel knew of his existence. Then he realized that this was an angel that he was talking to. Time existed differently to them, and they did hang out with God.
The Captain nodded his head, a reassuring smile forming on his face. “I’ll do everything I can to help you. But first you need to calm down a bit.”
The angel nodded, and Cap blinked a bit. Were it not for the Power of Zeus and the Wisdom of Solomon, he likely wouldn’t be able to see the angel, and if he did, he would have been too overwhelmed by the angel’s purity to speak coherently.
“Yes, yes of course Billy. My name is Rameriel, and I am a Guardian Angel of the 579th quire. For all his life, I have watched over the soul of Kit Freeman and have done my best to guard over his soul. However, today, something happened. He died before his time. I was coming to bring his soul up to Heaven to see what was to be done about this, but when I arrived, his soul was already gone!” Rameriel was visibly shaken by this. Captain Marvel could imagine how devastating it must be to a guardian to not know where his charge was.
Cap quickly related what he had witnessed to Rameriel, who absorbed all of what the Captain said and looked very unhappy.
“Basically,” the Captain continued “Kit Freeman’s essence ahs been abducted by some party other than the Guardian Angels. The power it would require to do that suggests a few likely suspects. The Lords of Order and Chaos are likely capable of doing. Many of the Sky Fathers like Zeus and Odin could do this, but they likely wouldn’t have any interest in Kit’s soul. There are the denizens of Hell, but I don’t think they would pull something like that for fear of coming into conflict with the Presence.” Cap mentally thanked the Wisdom of Solomon for its invaluable assistance. “So, our only real suspects are the Lords of Order and Chaos. And since the Lords of Order aren’t interested in souls, per say, the Lords of Chaos are our only real suspects.”
Rameriel scowled, which was very unnerving to see an angel do. “But why would they be after the soul of Kit Freeman?”
“According to all that I’ve observed, the Lords of Chaos supposedly turned Kit into an agent of theirs, named Kid Eternity. However, in my time, the Kid was dispersed across time and space by the mad sorcerer Mordru. I’ve been sent on a quest to reunite him. Apparently, I could use his original core essence to help me recombine my time’s Kid Eternity back together. However, the problem is that I don’t have his essence. ‘Mr. Keeper’ does.”
Rameriel looked concerned. “What will you do?”
Captain Marvel looked off in the direction Mr. Keeper had flown off in, well aware that his journey had just been lengthened considerably. “Get Kit’s soul back at all cost, even if it means coming into conflict with the Lords of Chaos themselves.
Internally, Cap shuddered. During an early adventure with the Justice League, he had fought and been defeated by an agent of the Lords of Order known as the Gray Man. Cap had ended up being possessed by the Grey Man and had been forced to battle his teammates. Luckily, he had been able break free before he hurt anyone. However, on some nights, he would still have nightmares of his possession, how he had been bested by a mere agent of the Lords of Order, and how he could have hurt someone if he hadn’t broken free.
Captain Marvel pushed his fears aside, with a little help from Achilles. That was a different Captain Marvel, one who had possession of the power of Shazam for only a few weeks. He had grown since then, and the universe depended on getting Kit’s soul back. And if that meant invading the Planes of Chaos, then so be it.
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