[HEADING=2]Chapter 5 Intro: The Game of Battleship and The Five Kings.[/HEADING]
[color=A4A600]Archangel Michael[/color].
Location: Jupiter | Small Fire Angel Fleet.
The Archangel of Fire had readied his small fleet, although he knows that this simple and small army is not enough ot defeat the much larger and evil fleet. Michael knows that his army has superior technology, but he doesn't have the numbers to overcome the battle. Clenching his fist the Archangel knows that many other people will be sacrificed so that the Earth... no, so that life may be saved.
"[color=A4A600]So be it... I will ask. No I have to tell them![/color]" Michael says to himself as he let the embers of hope and power consume him and take him to where the heroes roam in his spiritual form.
Some space travel later. Rising Dawn. (I'm doing this so we can advance the plot)
The spirit of the Archangel of Fire formed like a raging inferno in the Rising Dawn hangers, the spirit emerged from it's hiding spot and boldly headed towards the war room (We have that right?) of the Rising Dawn. The groups or people who saw the spirit could only see a human figure made of a raging fire, the figure also had wings which spread across the hallway.
Surely those curious enough would find themselves before the Archangel either yelling or asking or something else. The Archangel had already made his way into the war room and grabbed the intercom.
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Code:
[color=A4A600]Umm... ahem. Good morning everyone, we need to have a meeting in the war room ASAP. We need to end this business with Tomoya... [/color]
An unknown voice announced itself over the speakers of the ship. The Archangel sat down on the couch and began to wait for most or all of the crew to come in. Then he would tell them that they must form an army to rival Tomoya's fleet so they can end this once and for all.
"[color=A4A600]I wonder if I should time them...[/color] " The Archangel Michael smiled as he was glad he came in his spirit form instead of his actual form. Then the first tall man entered the room.
"[color=A4A600]You... but arn't you-[/color]"
Dark Tomoya.
Location: Blackhawke | Archangel Armada | Around the Moon.
Weather: Black lightning.
The Dark Archangel now Demon Prince had retired to his chambers, he had already made his plan. Take out the whole world with a black hole generator (This is so we can make things exciting, but don't worry it won't do anything practical) which he had his science (Deus Ex) team make when he was away in Alaska.
Demon Prince Tomoya looked over the Earth once more and sighed.
Right now he just despised the place.
He wanted it gone.
He wanted his goal.
But that puny planet is all that stood in his way.
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They need to die." The Demon Prince simply said as he relaxed and meditated for a few more hours until he would ready for combat.
His armor would be polished with blood.
His shadows lusted for evil.
And his wings slashed the air like butter.
All of him waits patiently to kill again.
That's what it said to him.
Storm-178 (Un-armored).
Location: Rising Dawn, War Room | DC, America.
Time: 11 Am.
Storm smiled as he leaned against the wall next to the archangel. "
Yeah I know... bodyguard to an evil archangel. Hopefully I got that smell off." Huffed Storm as decided to look outside and waited for the rest of the crew to come in. Hopefully no one would recognize him and that the smell from the short shower he just took eradicated all scent of evil, angel, dark angel and Tomoya on him.
"
Don't worry, I go all of that corruption out of me. I'm with you guys now... but I think I know what is behind all of this." Said Storm said he looked towards the spirit of the Archangel, the angel was now interested in what the spartan has to say. The two started to discuss everything they had learnt until the first few came.