Madlove takes advantage of my distraction as I look at Jake's eyes with the intent to kill me. He takes advantage of my distraction and I feel like such a rookie; as though this whole time of me learning how to play hero never happened. He uses his apparent telekenetic powers, pulling the nearby alley fence with raw force, and wraps it around me.
With the blessings of Metatron, I can do a many great things. I can take all of the powers the other archangels bestow upon me and use it at one...but I'm not nearly skilled enough to manipulate the earth particles in steel.
Wrapped up, unable to budge, Madlove levitates me like the plaything I've been the entire time for his amusement.
"Ha! You see, my children!! The Negative is of no match for those who reach True Enlightenment. I am grateful that this...this cretin had defiled our Church this night. Now you see...the TRUE power of Enlightenment!!"
They...they nod at him in agreement. They actually believe it. Jake...actually believes it all. And part of me...starts to believe it to: the defeat aspect. I'm bruised, injured, tired, exhausted...
And each time I glance at Jake I feel more and more dead inside. Grace, I'm...sorry. I tried to watch over your brother, I should've tried harder. I should've been there more. I--
The heck is that??
Pulling the debris off of me, I unwrap myself from the mangled piece of metal fence that once held me bound. What the heck was that? My head's spinning, but it looked like something out of an old sci-fi film. It came crashing down at such speed...like a missile. But it was waaaaay too big to be your traditional missile.
I look around me, there's destruction everywhere. Not one place to I look--my left, right, front, and back--do I see anything that isn't nearly obliterated. I wonder what--Gosh...
Immediately I use my control over the winds and earth to pull and push away debris. If I got this banged up, I--I don't even want to think about it. I can take care of myself. Madlove...I can't see him anywhere. No doubt he could've easily dodged or flown away when that...whatever the heck that thing was. But...damnit, these were just kids. These were just--
An arm lies beneath some rubble. I rush with all the speed I've got and start to pull off the debris. I can hear police sirens echoing in the short distance, no doubt coming in response to the nearby destruction of this section of the city. I don't even think, all I can think about is saving these kids. All I can think about it....Jake.
The arm that was sticking out belonged to one of the other kids. I pick his body up and lie him down gently. He's not alive. He's dead. My Go--he's dead. I start to get impatient. I pull off my helmet, and just start digging through.
I dig and I dig. I find the second kid, an asian girl with pigtails. She's also dead; crushed trachea. No...No no no no no.
I finally find him; my girlfriend's baby brother. I cradle him like a baby in my arms, and I've never cried so hard. Tear falls down my face and I start to curse under my breathe.
Born March 22nd 1993.
Died...August 2nd 2009.