Chapter 13

It’s a good thing the whole city is made of clouds, otherwise I would have a little trouble moving the whole damn thing in the sky. After I relayed my message to the world, I sent Waltheof to the surface by tearing off a cloud and making it descend to the ground. I could’ve just killed him and be done with it but judging by how terrified he was after my declaration I doubt he’d do anything else along the lines of raping any more mares and stuff. After my broadcast I went back to the destroyed docks and found a bunch of chains and wrapped them around my arms. I’m now flying back to Canterlot with Cloudsdale being dragged behind me and it is a bitch and a half job to do. For a city made of clouds this place is so heavy it reminds me of the workout I did for my wings back in Canterlot but much heavier which makes my damn wings feel like they’re about to fall off. I look over my shoulder to make sure everything is as it should be and Cloudsdale still looks abandoned. Soon that will change once I get this place within Canterlot’s borders.

I turn my head and see Canterlot in the distance and I even see The Prometheus hovering in the air near the castle. I smirk satisfied that Flash did his job right for protecting the ship and everyone on board. After about another half hour of pulling the city of clouds, I stop my flight and see that it’s about 5 miles away from the city. I fly back to the docks and unhook the chains from my arms and stretch my limbs and wings.

“Whew, guess that’s my workout for the day…” I said wiping my forehead. I then see a light upon the horizon and see that sun was beginning to rise. “Jeez, did this seriously take all night? Guess the adrenaline kept me awake…Twilight’s gonna ring my ear off when I get back,” I groan.

I pick up my jacket and shirts since I took them off before pulling Cloudsdale and sling them over my shoulder and grab Surtr and Ymir and hook them to each side of my belt. After one more stretch I unfurl my wings and jump off the edge of the dock and glide down to Canterlot. As I approach the royal capitol, I remember what happened between me and Celestia a month ago. Not that I regret my actions and words but I still assaulted their exalted ruler so I wouldn’t be surprised if she and everyone in the city still held a grudge against me. Pushing these thoughts aside for the moment, I touch down in front of the entrance to the city and walk through. As I walk along the city streets, the ponies who were still waking up catch a glimpse at me and surprisingly all smile and wave at me. I pay them no mind since I still need to meet up with Flash so I continue my trek to where The Prometheus is docked. I eventually make it to where the ship is and take a good look at it. No damage, strong haul, large sails, and the cannons all look like they could do some damage. With the proper crew managing this vessel it could be a force to be reckoned with. I fly up to the deck of the ship and see Flash leaning against one of the main masts sleeping which makes me chuckle. I walk over to him and gently push him causing him to lean over and fall to the ground waking him up.

“Huh! Wha the? What happened?!” He slurred awake.

“Morning Flash,” I greet.

“Lock…? Lock!” He yelps happily and lunges at me for a bro hug. “You’re ok!”

“Of course I am,” I said as I pat his back. “I told you I’d be ok and I meant it. I see you took good care of The Prometheus.”

“Yeah, I kept a close watch on everything during the trip back to the city. Although when we neared Canterlot we were almost shot out of the sky. I managed to fly to the city and tell everypony, the Princesses included, what happened and that we commandeered this ship from the Caribou. They were quite surprised but agreed to let The Prometheus dock in the city and they even helped us unload all the ponies on board,” Flash explains.

“Wish I could’ve been here to see the look on their faces when they saw the ship,” I snickered. “But, all in all, tonight was a complete success. We can now chalk up Cloudsdale as yet another liberated city. Though now, thanks to my declaration, things are only gonna get more difficult from here on.”

“How? We have these awesome powers, I doubt we can’t handle anything the Caribou throw at us,” Flash said confidently.

“Mind your arrogance, Flash, it’s gonna get you killed,” I said sternly shutting him up. “The reason why I say this is because now the world knows about me, the Sins included, and especially Dainn wherever he is. They will prepare for us, find ways to either outsmart us or overpower us which they just might do. You forget that it’s only us two against a whole world, this war isn’t gonna end overnight and the more diligent we remain the more victories will come. However that still doesn’t mean we can’t keep our guard up at all times.”

“Ok Lock, you’re right, I was just happy that we got Cloudsdale back,” Flash said.

“Don’t worry about it,” I said patting his shoulder. “It’s nice to always celebrate a victory or two every once and a while.”

“Oh by the way I wanted to give you a message from the Princesses,” Flash said making me quirk a brow. “They told me that they wish to speak with you about something.”

“Oh? And what do they want from me?” I ask crossing my arms.

“I’m not sure,” Flash shrugged. “But they requested to meet with them as soon as you’re able.”

“Hmph, well this should be interesting,” I scoff. “I’ll go and meet with them in a bit, first I gotta take a shower. Does the ship have one?”

“Oh yeah, it’s on the lower deck,” Flash said. I nod and walk to the door and make my way to the lower deck of the ship.

“I wonder what they would like to speak with us about?” Lucifer wonders as he appears next to me.

“Not sure, but if it’s anything that’s not an apology I doubt I’d pay too much attention to what they have to say,” I said dismissively.

After the guards allowed me through the gates, I walk through the hallways of the castle towards the throne room. The staff all give small smiles and wave sheepishly at me and I just give them all curt nods as I pass them by. I expected them to be at least a little afraid of me after my little display of anger from before but something seems to have changed them while I was away. I round the corner and see the doors leading to the throne room and spot one of the guards who I recognized as Sergeant Onyx Shine.

“Good morning, Sergeant,” I said giving him a curt nod.

“Hmph, so you actually showed,” he scoffed.

“Excuse me?” I said crossing my arms.

“If it were up to me I’d send you to the dungeons for what you did to Princess Celestia without hesitation, but instead she insisted we not apprehend you despite your assault against her,” Onyx said giving me the stink eye.

“Well excuse me for defending myself and speaking my mind,” I counter. “Not my fault your precious Princess becomes a horny freak every time the Heat starts.”

“Keep talking like that and I’ll make you show the respect the Princess deserves,” Onyx sneers.

“As much as I would love to put you in your place where you belong, which is under my boot, I have a meeting with Celestia and Luna. So if you would be so kind, please fuck right off and get out of my way?” I said with an innocent smile.

Onyx growls at me but reluctantly steps to the side and I nod at him. The doors open and I’m met with both the sun and moon Princesses sitting on their thrones. When they see me I noticed that they immediately had looks of regret and guilt which made me arch a brow. Celestia dismisses the guards in the room and soon it is just them and me. After a few moments of awkward silence, I decide to break the ice.

“So,” I said crossing my arms. “We meet again, and hopefully under calmer and more civilized circumstances.”

Celestia winced a little at my cold words and sighs as she stands up along with Luna and walks down the steps. When they stand before me I was about to question them again but they instead bow their heads at me catching me off guard.

“Sir Dimitri Lockdrom, we would like to offer our upmost deepest apologies for how we treated you,” Celestia said.

“Er…what?” I ask still a little surprised.

“You were right,” Luna said still bowing. “It has come to our attention that the Heat has blinded us how we have treated the stallions of our kingdom, not showing any regard or respect and only satisfying ourselves without their consent.”

“When you said we were…hypocrites, I did not wish to believe it because I was too arrogant to see past my own desires,” Celestia said. “Though your words were harsh and actions were a bit painful, they were nothing but the truth. I lashed out at you because I didn’t wish to face the harsh reality that…those who betrayed us did so because of such reasons like our Heat,” she said in shame.

I was a bit speechless at their sudden apology, to think I was expecting them to demand an apology from me but they ended up learning something from my harsh lesson. I rubbed the back of my head feeling a little awkward since they were still bowing to me.

“Well first of all, the two of you can stop bowing to me,” I said making them raise their heads. “Second of all I appreciate you being able to learn your lesson, however if you were expecting an apology from me I’m afraid you’ll be disappointed. I had to get the message through to you that what you do every Heat is inexcusable behavior. When you attacked me it sure as hell proved my point for me, so I had to defend myself.”

“We know, it was unprofessional behavior of me as a Princess,” Celestia said.

“But I will forgive you for your actions,” I said surprising them.

“You forgive us?” Luna repeats.

“Yes but as for trusting you, don’t get your hopes too high up,” I said crossing my arms. “You both have apologized for your actions which is a start, but I’ll still be keeping my distance from the two of you for the time being.”

“How can you be so forgiving after I tried to harm you?” Celestia asks.

“Call it my conscience telling me to do the right thing,” I said. “Now if that’s all you have for me I’ll be on my way, there’s still a whole kingdom to free after all,” I said turning away from them.

“Sir Lock please wait!” Luna calls out making me look over my shoulder. “I must insist you not let us off so easy with just your words. I remember what you said about us losing a valuable ally in this war and we need all the help we can get. I know you still wish to reprimand us and we are truly sorry for our actions.”

“There’s honestly nothing else I can say to you that hasn’t already been said,” I said dismissively. “All we can do now is let bygones be bygones and move on, meanwhile the two of you will be quite busy trying to earn back my trust.” Luna looked a little depressed as did Celestia which told me they truly wish to repent. With a heavy sigh I turn around to face them. “But if you insist then I do have some requests to start you off.”

“Please name them,” Celestia said.

“First,” I said holding up a finger. “The two of you will create a new law stating that mares will no longer chase after any stallions who do not give consent to mating during the Heat. If they wish to satiate their heat the males must give consent or the mares must either drink a Heat suppression potion or cast a spell on themselves.”

“Of course,” Celestia said.

“Second, now that Ponyville and Cloudsdale are liberated ponies who were former residents there can move back into their homes. As they do, you must make sure they they are well compensated should they need any,” I said.

“Understood,” Luna said.

“And finally,” I said walking up to them. I raised my hand and they both closed their eyes thinking I was about to hit them. Instead, I simply bonked their heads with a light hand chop making them wince and rub their heads. “That was for attempting to rape me so consider us even,” I said with a shit eating grin. Celestia and Luna look at each other with puzzled expressions but sigh and smile as they look back to me.

“Very well Sir Lock, and if I may be so bold to ask, would you be willing to accept our friendship now that most of our differences are behind us?” Celestia asks.

“Mmm…I’ll think about it,” I said making them frown a little. “Hey it’s you who must earn my trust back, once you do I’ll happily accept your friendship when the time comes,” I said as I turn away. “Oh and Luna,” I said looking over my shoulder as I walk away. “Keep up the good work on the night sky,” I said with a playful wink. I then heard a small gasp come from her making me chuckle as I closed the doors behind me. Onyx was standing there still giving me the stink eye but I just flipped him the bird as I passed by him. Once I made it outside I was about to unfurl my wings and fly to the deck of The Prometheus when I saw a large group of ponies approach me.

“Um…can I help you?” I ask.

“You’re the one who saved some us back in Cloudsdale right?” A stallion asks.

“And some of us in Ponyville?” A mare asks.

“That’s right,” I said. “I recognize some of you from the other night.”

“We all just wanted to thank you for saving us from that nightmare, if it wasn’t for you we would’ve continued being slaves or our minds would have still been broken,” a mare said.

“It’s no problem, the rest of Equestria will also be freed,” I said with a kind smile.

“Well that’s just it, we’ve been talking while on the way back to Canterlot and we feel like we should repay you for your heroism,” a stallion said.

“That’s kind of you but not necessary, your safety is all that matters,” I said.

“Well…what about your ship?” A stallion said pointing at The Prometheus.

“My ship?” I repeat.

“Yeah, you can’t really operate such a large vessel by yourself can you?” The stallion asks.

“Hmm, well I suppose not,” I admit.

“Well we can, we pegasi work the sales and steer the ship.”

“And we earth ponies know a thing or two how to man the weapons on board.”

“Yeah, and we unicorns can make sure the ship operates in top top shape.”

“How do you all know this?” I ask a little amazed.

“Some of us were originally part of the crew and we could teach any ponies here who wish to join. We know it’s very dangerous out there but maybe you can help teach us how to defend ourselves?” A stallion asks.

“Dimitri,” Lucifer said. “I suggest you take them up on their offer. This vessel is nothing without a proper crew and it’s always nice to have a little backup just in case. Besides, with such a fine vessel like this it will make traveling around this world much easier.”

I pondered these words for a moment and looked back up at The Prometheus. I hadn’t thought about it at the moment but what Lucifer and these ponies said were true. I couldn’t possibly pilot and care for it on my own, even with Flash’s help. Plus I’ve kinda always wanted to captain a crew of my own.

“Well…if you’re all willing to take the risk and face a whole other level of danger by being The Prometheus’s crew, then I welcome you all as your new Captain,” I said making them all smile. “But,” I said holding up my hand. “What I said was no exaggeration, the dangers my apprentice and I face will mean death for any who are not cautious and are not prepared. I am willing to train you all so that you can aid me in this war against the Caribou, but I want to know your resolve,” I said as I unfurled my wings and spread them wide. “Are you all willing to risk your lives for the sake of Equestria? Are you willing to take a life if absolutely necessary? Are you willing to follow me to the depths of Hell?” I ask.

They were all silent for a moment until a mare steps forward who I saw was Spitfire. I arched a brow at her and crossed my arms and she could tell I still remembered our last encounter. She rubs her arm and looks away in shame and sighs.

“I…feel really bad about what I almost did with Fleetfoot. When you left I wanted to run after you and apologize but then I heard what you said to the Princesses. I felt so embarrassed that I let my Heat take control of my actions so I locked myself in my quarters until the Heat calmed down. And…” Spitfire trailed off as she started to tear up as she looked back at me. “…you saved my mom. I didn’t think I’d see her again and I’m so happy she’s back by my side. You’ve done so much and I want to make it up to you so let me, let us, join you as your crew.” I look behind her and see Fleetfoot and Soarin, along with a couple other Wonderbolts like High Winds and Fire Streak, walk up behind her with looks of conviction along with the other ponies behind them. They all seemed to be driven to follow me and nothing would convince them otherwise.

“Very well,” I said as I whistle and look up to see Flash peer over the deck. “Flash! Lower the gang plank, we’ve got a new crew joining us!”

“Really? Ok hold on!” He calls out. Soon the gang plank lowers and I smile at the large group of ponies.

”Well what are you lot waiting for, an invitation? Get your asses on board and prep The Prometheus for departure! That’s an order as your new Captain!” I said.

“Yes Captain!” They all said and all walk up the plank.

“Not bad, Dimitri, not bad at all,” Lucifer said. I smirk and I fly up to the crows nest of the ship and watch as my new crew prep the ship.

“This a little unexpected,” Flash said as he flew up and landed next to me. “You sure this is a good idea letting all these ponies on board?”

“They’ll be fine, with the proper training I’m confident they’ll be a force to be reckoned with,” I said. “By the way, what happened to Bow Hothoof and his group?” I ask.

“Well when we passed by Ponyville they insisted they fly down to the town to be with their daughters. I tried to convince them to wait for you but they didn’t want to,” Flash said.

“Well as long as they’re back in the Castle of Friendship then that’s fine, we’ll regroup with them once the ship is prepped,” I said.

A little while later the ship is finally prepped and I signal Soarin, who I named my Helmsman, to set The Prometheus loose into the air. The ship then comes to life as the sails unfurl and picks up the wind and lifts into the air. I glance back at the castle and see Celestia and Luna watch us leave and I give a mock salute as we go. They both wave us goodbye and I then start to think about what next town or major city is next to take back from the Caribou.

For a little over a month, the disappearance of Dimitri Lockdrom hadn’t go unnoticed by the residents of the small town Dimitri lived in, especially his good friend Phill McHaggard. Phill was the first person to notice Dimitri had gone missing since it was unlike him to not show up to his small liquor store in quite some time. When Phill went to check on Dimitri he found that his door was locked yet Dimitri was not inside. Concerned, Phill contacted the authorities which ended up becoming a whole investigation as to his whereabouts. The police had questioned Phill many times and he always said the same thing every time.

“Guy just came to my shop, bought some booze, and left. Thought he’d turn in after tossing a few and I’d see him pass by the next day. Only I didn’t and I assumed he had one too many and was sleeping it off. But that’s when I realized it had been a couple days since I’d heard from him so I thought I’d go and see if he was alright. Lo and behold his place was locked up yet he wasn’t there which was unlike him not to be home and I know he would just wander off like that. I haven’t seen him since and it worries me much not being able to know where he is. Lock was always a bit distant to most, me especially even after I found out how he was let go from the army. All I can hope is that he’s alright, wherever he is,” he said sadly.

It was now late at night and Phill was behind the counter of his shop as per usual with no one around. Phill sighed as he occasionally glanced out the glass door to see if his friend would stumble in for another drink yet he never showed. Out of the corner of his eye the light that always flickered due to the broken bulb flashed every so often. After about a few minutes of the bulb flashing, Phill slammed his hand on the counter in annoyance and glared at the flickering bulb.

“Alright already, ya fock! I’ll fix the damn light, Jaysus!” He snapped as he stood up to to walk to the back room. “Where’re the fockn’ things, coulda swore I bought some last week…oh wait I was hammered last week. Ah HA, found ya!” Phill said holding up the box of bulbs.

As Phill walked back to the counter to grab the little stool he always sat on, the door opened making the door chime.

“I’ll be with ya in a minute, bud. Just gotta fix the-”

CLICK

Phill stops talking as he slowly looks up to be face to face with a masked stranger and the face of a gun pointed at him making him drop the box of bulbs in his hand.

“Oh shite…” he said as he raised his hands.

“Money…” the burglar said. “Now, fat fuck.”

Phill nodded his head and slowly went to the register and pulled out a small plastic bag and opened the register.

“You don’t have to do this, bro,” Phill said trying to talk the masked burglar down. “I don’t know why you had to resort to this but it’s not the best option you got, let me tell you,” he said as he filled the bag with money.

“Shut up,” the burglar hissed. “You don’t know jack shite about me, besides I want money and this is the easiest way.

“I may not know shite about you, dude,” Phill said as he packed up the last of the money and handed it to the burglar. “But that cop might who’s walking past us.”

The burglar snapped his head to the door and Phill took this chance to lunge over the counter, tackling him to the ground causing him to drop his gun. It all soon turned into a wrestling match and fist fight as both men tossed each other around the small liquor store, bottles were broken, isles were tipped over, and both men suffered heavy damage ranging from punched out teeth, cuts, bruises, and the occasional strike to the balls. This lasted for a good 10 minutes and the whole store looked like an earthquake hit and both men were panting trying to stare each other down, each of them bleeding in some areas. Phill glanced down as saw the grip of the burglars gun under a pile of some of the mess they made but much to Phill’s poor luck, the burglar noticed it to. Both Phill and the burglar lunged at the gun but the burglar was faster and grabbed it and aimed it at Phill making hims raise his hands again.

“Please…don’t do this,” Phill pleaded.

“Should’ve given me the fucking money, arsehole…”

BANG

The bullet pierced through Phill’s head as he fell backwards. As Phill McHaggard’s life slipped away with each passing second, he watched as the burglar hobbled away attempting to escape only for sirens to light the dimly lit light and the cops put down the armed robber. Phill then closed his eyes and waited to be carried to the afterlife.

Lock, if you’re on the other side, let’s share a pint so that we no longer gotta deal with the shite life gave us, He thought as he took his last breath. The last thing he saw was a bright light he presumed was the warm welcome of the Silver City.

I slowly opened my eyes to a god forsaken headache that could split my head in two should I not be careful. I’m oddly met with a night sky and what’s even stranger is that it felt like I was outside laying in the grass. I slowly brought myself upwards, slightly wincing at the pounding head of mine, and looked around. It looked like I was in the middle of some kind of clearing in the middle of the woods which didn’t make a lick of sense since I expected to see clouds and shiny buildings all around like my mum always told me Heaven was supposed to look like. I then slowly got on my knees and on my feet, only stumbling a tad, as I took in my surroundings, hoping to maybe see my nana somewhere.

“Huh, it’s…a lot darker than I imagined,” I said to myself scratching my head. I was about to walk and take in my new afterlife when a bright ass light shines out of no where blinding me. “The hell? Turn the damn light off! It’s too damn late for this kind of light!”

“Oh apologies,” a voice said which sounded like gold. “I seemed to have forgotten the sun had set some time ago.”

As the light died down I saw someone who shocked me to my very core. A man with long curly golden brown hair, beautifully clean skin, brown eyes, and seemed to be wearing some kind of blue tunic with red scarf like cloak wrapped around his arms and a golden helmet on his head adorned with feathers. But his clothes weren’t what shocked me, on his back were a pair of large golden white wings that must’ve spread at least 8ft wife despite being furled. On his hip was what looked like some kind of sword that had a golden handle but I was to shocked to care what he was armed with.

“Wh-What in the…holy…” I muttered in disbelief.

“My presence is a bit of a shock to you, is it not Mr. McHaggard?” The winged man asked with a warm smile.

“How…do ya know my name?” I ask.

“I suppose you could say I know all the names of those who have departed from the mortal plain. It is quite unfortunate how your life was taken from you, Mr. McHaggard, although I did hear your prayer as you took your final breath,” the man said.

“Heard my prayer?” I repeat. “Who even are you?”

“Oh dear, despite everything I seem to have forgotten to introduce myself. My name is Michael, or Saint Michael if you will,” the man said with a curt nod.

“Michael? What, as in Archangel Michael?” I wonder. Michael just smiles and nods making my eyes damn near pop out of their sockets. “A-Are you for real?!” I yelp immediately dropping to my knees. “I-I-I am so sorry, your holiness, I meant no disrespect!”

“Mr. McHaggard please rise, there is no reason to bow to me in such a manner,” Michael said. I was hesitant at first but seeing how Michael continued to smile at me set me at ease so I did just as he asked but was still breaking out in a cold sweat.

“So uh…are you hear to show me around Heaven?” I wonder.

“This may come as a bit of a shock to you, Mr. McHaggard, but you are still among the living,” Michael said making me tilt my head in confusion. “Thanks to me of course,” he adds.

“I’m still alive?” I ask and he nods. “But…that shouldn’t be possible. I mean I got shot in the bloody head for Christ’s sake!”

“While it may surprise to hear this it is quite true, before the connection with your soul to your body was completely severed I healed you and returned your body to your soul. All the while answering your last prayer before you completely succumbed,” Michael explains.

“Right…so what was my last prayer?” I ask scratching the back of my head.

“To see your friend one last time,” Michael answers. At first I didn’t know what he was talking about but soon I realized making my eyes widen again.

“You mean…Lock is here? Lock is really here?!” I asked happily.

“Indeed, your friend Dimitri Lockdrom is here in this world,” Michael said.

“Oh thank the Lord above!” I said with glee. “He’s alive! The stupid bastard is still alive! Where is he Saint Michael? I wanna give that arse a big hug and then punch him across his stupid face for worrying me so damn much!”

“As much as I am pleased to see you are in higher spirits, Mr. McHaggard, unfortunately your friend is in a bit of trouble,” Michael said making me tilt my head.

“Trouble? Lock? What do you mean?” I wonder.

“I cannot go into full detail just yet, but let’s just say he has aligned himself with certain acquaintance of mine and is running amok in this world making his soul more dark and twisted with each day that passes by,” Michael said.

“You keep saying this world,” I said still confused. “You make it sound like this isn’t Heaven nor Earth yet another world entirely.”

“Well that is because we are on another world, that is what happened to Dimitri Lockdrom after all. He was brought here over a month ago and has been residing here ever since,” Michael said.

“So…where exactly are we?” I ask.

“We are on the planet Eques, within the borders of Equestria,” Michael answers.

“Equestria, why do I feel I know that name somewhere?” I wonder but then shake my head. “Never mind, just please tell me what he’s been doing.”

“Very well but I warn you, what you are about to see will be quite unsettling,” Michael said as he drew his sword.

The blade must’ve shined like the sun as Michael thrusted the sword forward and moved it down crating a tear in mid air. I soon saw images of Lock speaking with a tall figure wearing a trench coat with embers covering him. Then I saw what looked like weird anthro horses wearing clothes and such but the next image was what shocked my heart and mind. Anthro caribou creatures raping the anthro female horses and treating them like slaves, the mere sight made me sick to my stomach. I then saw Lock again but with large crimson red wings on his back and he was…killing massive groups of the caribou and some of the male horses in the most horrific ways possible. His face looked nothing like the Lock I knew, because all I saw was the image of a monster hunting down it’s next victim. The last image was Lock saying something about killing all of the caribou along with any traitors and Michael chose this opportunity to close the hole as I fell to my knees.

“Sweet Christ on a pony…” I muttered. “Just what the bloody hell was all that?”

“That, Mr. McHaggard, is why I brought you here. As you can see, this world has been overrun by these power mad tyrants called the Caribou. Here they see the female gender as nothing but an inferior sex and that their only place is under the rule of all males,” Michael explains. “Your friend, Mr. Lockdrom, has taken up a contract with Lucifer to have him enact proper punishment on their leader, King Dainn Stonehoof, and the demons he’s allied with.”

“Jaysus, I figured these sick pricks would get their just deserves but to go this far? It sounds like Lock is willing to commit genocide or something,” I said picking myself back up.

“You would be correct in that case, Mr. McHaggard, Lucifer has convinced Mr. Lockdrom that the only way to ensure this worlds safety is by killing all the caribou in existence. My fellow Archangels and I, while we agree that the Caribou’s crimes are quite unjust, believe otherwise since one shouldn’t be the sole reason of an entire species extinction,” Michael said.

“But why would Lock even sign up with the bloody Devil anyway?” I ask. “I mean I knew Lock was a broody fellow but to go this far?” I wonder.

“Lucifer was always quite the convincing type with that silver tongue of his,” Michael sighed. “Though I suspect Mr. Lockdrom agreed willingly to Lucifer’s offer and is acting of his own accord.”

“With all due respect, Saint Michael, but I find that hard to believe,” I said crossing my arms. “True, I’d imagine anyone would be pissed at what’s been going on in this world and what the bloody Caribou are doing to the folks around here. But Lock, it’s hard to believe even someone like him, with a past like his, would stoop to working under the Devil himself.”

“Believe what you will, Mr. McHaggard, just know that Mr. Lockdrom’s soul becomes more black with each life he claims,” Michael shrugs.

“So what does that gotta do with me?” I ask.

Michael smiles as he holds up his sword to me making me quirk a brow. “Phillip McHaggard, I, Archangel Saint Michael, and my fellow Archangels wish to see this world saved as well but not the way the Devil wished it to be. He only uses Dimitri Lockdrom for his own gains and we cannot look past something like this. So we have decided that if the Devil may take on a champion then so shall we. Phillip McHaggard, will you accept this holy contract and become our champion?” Michael offers making my eyes widen again.

“Wha…?” I whisper.

“Will you become The Angel’s Saint?” Michael asks.

Author's Notes:

A new holy champion has arrived. Will he be an ally to the Devil’s Hand’s campaign, or will he be a liability who tries to thwart his mission?

~WurkyWilk has left the building…