Jesus glared as the shade stood between him and the ward they were sent to investigate; hovering above the ground as he and Asherah prepare their weapons. For Jesus he opted to conjurer a spear; similar to the roman centurion weapon that cut him during his crucifixion. Asherah chose a pair of twin blades. Both weapons sparkle with holy light as they approached the shade warily just as the shade took notice of the two and prepared a defensive stance.
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Enoch sat at the center of the room where the holy council met. His eyes closed despite the shades he was wearing; he was meditating, trying to concentrate as the council badgered him with questions. Despite showing them how he came to merge with light bringer; using the same method he employed when privately speaking with his parents in the same secret room he was in for a year.
“The power that flows through me,” Enoch speaking calmly; feels like I’m riding the lighting when I am unleashing it. But not like a condemned man sitting on the electric chair on earth. It’s like I am one with the lighting.”
“And when you are not wielding this power you have,” the angel known as Odin speaking; “what does it feel like?”
“You know how you get that tingling feeling in the back of your teeth when you chew on aluminum,” Enoch answering; “it’s like that, only itchier and all over.”
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Jesus gritted his teeth as he thrusted his spear into the shade; with him and Asherah attacking it each at its flank, they made short work as their holy blades bit deeply and caused the creature to howl and ungodly scream as it faded from existence. The two angels coughed as the atmosphere on Venus was getting oppressively thick. They may be celestial beings; but even they need to breathe oxygen, both worked fast to check the ward the creature was guarding. They were shocked to see it was fully intact and undamaged; Jesus looked at his partner and shook his head before opening a portal back to heaven.
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Gaia, the newest of the heavenly council and Custodia Ordins approached the angelic wolf-taur; she would be lying if she felt uneasy being next to someone who can access and use the cosmic power of creation at will. Yet she did not sense any malice or anger from the wolf-taur as she spread her raven black wings; displaying a meteor shower as she unfurled them to the limit. Enoch opened his eyes and smiled as he got up; standing on all four paws, he to unfurls his wings. The white dove like wings immediately shimmered and sparkled as he stared the Custodia Ordins.
“Show me your eyes,” Gaia speaking; “let me see into you.”
“You might not like what you see,” Enoch taking off his glasses; exposing his solid blue eyes that begin to crackle with energy. The entire council murmurs in stunned disbelief as the power held within is finally glimpsed.
Gaia then places a hand on Enoch’s shoulder as she closes her eyes and concentrates. She shudders as her wings light up as she could feel the power of creation flow within and through her.
“Enoch is correct,” Gaia removing her hand from the wolf-taur’s shoulder as she closes up her wings; “it is like riding lighting.”
“Can I put my glasses back on,” Enoch eyeing Odin; “are you satisfied that I am the bearer and host of Light-bringer?”
“You must understand;” Odin looking concerned; “Gaia’s arrival and now yours means we will soon be facing a crisis.”
“An apocalypse,” Enoch putting his black shades back on; “I can sense the growing chaos brewing. And it’s growing in hell.”
The council was about to break and confer amongst themselves when a portal opened up and in walked through Jesus and Asherah.
“The ward on Venus is not damaged like we were told,” Jesus breathing rapidly; glad to no longer needing to hold his breathe.
“I could have told you that,” Enoch scoffing.
“Who the hell are you,” Jesus looking at the angelic wolf-taur.
“Cute,” Enoch laughing; “First born son of Lucifer Morningstar you sandal happy goof.”
“You don’t look like Enoch,” Jesus looking perplexed; the entire council groaning as they need to explain to the first son of god what he missed.
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The council session lasted a few more hours. Odin and the rest watching in rapt attention as Enoch displayed more abilities that baffled the council. The ability to feel every life form in all the realms was impressive. But what truly stunned them was how with a bit of concentration he could pinpoint the exact location of any human, angel or demon.
“My sister Miasma along with Lady Tenebra and her Mother Atargatis are in France,” Enoch looking at Jehovah; “with the angel Parthenope.”
“Parthenope is originally from France,” Jehovah nodding; “she was once Joan Of Arc.”
“Where is Semyaza,” Jesus speaking up; “wasn’t he the one who relayed the news of the ward on Venus failing?”
“Well this is interesting,” Enoch concentrating; “Semyaza is in Heaven, but he is shielded by a bubble of chaos so I can’t accurately pinpoint him.”
“The Grand Library,” Jehovah stroking his beard.
“It’s a pretty big bubble,” Enoch opening a window of the council to look outside. Taking off his glasses to get a better look, he glares as he sees the chaos swirling; the cherubs getting slapped back as they tried to penetrate the field.
“You want to investigate,” Jehovah getting up as he joins Enoch; “don’t you.”
“Well I’m here,” Enoch putting his glasses back on; “plus I like sticking my nose where it doesn’t belong.”
“You first need to do something,” Jehovah grinning; “I get you are not going to like it.”
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"Do you proclaim yourself an angel?" the priest speaking as he places a hand on Enoch’s shoulder.
“Well I look like one,” the wolf-taur answers.
"Do you give your allegiance to the Kingdom of Heaven?"
“My first allegiance is to my family,” Enoch glaring at the priest; “always have, always will be.”
“Do you accept Jehovah as your lord and Savior?"
“The day that happens,” Enoch smirking; “is the day my father Lucifer needs a snow shovel.”
The priest was taken aback with that comment, but was signaled by Jehovah himself to move on; "Do you renounce all other masters?"
“I am my own master”, Enoch scoffing; “I walk a different path then everyone else.”
"Do you henceforth give your worship to the power of cosmic creation?"
Enoch smiles as he removes his glasses; allowing the priest to glimpse said power through his blue eyes. The priest gasps as he witness what he thought could never be contained in a single being; Enoch smirks as he puts his glasses back on.
“As you just saw with your own eyes,” Enoch responding; “I am the living embodiment of cosmic creation.”
"Then I welcome you to the Kingdom of Heaven,” the priest stammering; “ and bestow you the name…”
“No,” Enoch interrupting; “I will not take a new name; “I was born Enoch Morningstar. I intend to keep that name. Are we done her Jehovah,” Enoch turning around to stare at the lord of heaven; “Can I go about being the fly chaos’s ointment?”