Struggle of good vs. evil

i aim to please...

Lillian sighed and closed her eyes…and remembered…

Lillian was the oldest, the caretaker, and Lara was the youngest, free spirited and unpredictable. Lara would sometimes disappear for weeks, months at a time. About a year ago, just after she turned 20, she went off on one of her escapades with her current boyfriend—a real creep. Lillian didn’t like him, but was not really worried—Lara could usually handle trouble.

Late one night, out of the blue, Lillian’s phone rang. It was Lara and she was whispering. At first scared out of her wits—the phone just didn’t ring that late without it being an emergency—Lillian couldn’t tell if she Lara was excited, or scared, or high. Lillian became furious with Lara, until she said that things had gotten too bizarre, and she was leaving the creep and coming home. After making Lara promise to call if she needed help, Lillian hung up and eventually fell asleep.

Then, of course, the subsequent nightmare. In a cramped, smoky place, Lara seemed to be involved in some kind of ritual, but she was fighting, screaming for help…

Lillian, shook her head…ah, it hurt too much to go there.

It was shortly after that the trouble began, the attacks, the massacres…by a demon army, led by someone claiming to be Lucifer. But Lillian saw the reports, right before the television stations were wiped out…saw the creature that was leading them. The vile creature that wore her sister’s face…
 
whoa.

(that made me shudder, come on pooh and guys...i need posts....i made my posts...i don't want this to die.)
 
(FINALLY!!!)
*he nods slowly, running his hands down her sides, massaging them* Yes...there is Ambrosia....But...I wont go there...Unless you want me to...*he so wanted to, but he would not, and could not, without her concent, he mearly waited, kissing her again, Holding and massaging her shoulders and sides*
(Sorry, Terrible writers block)
 
Ooc: I had actually thought this had died. Well, to learn that there are sisters... oh my goodness. I must say, it's hard being a good angel in this day and age.



Michael unsheathed his sword, bringing it up to his chest. He carefully knelt down, holding the sword up to the heavens. Clouds sailed overhead, and the last ray's of the sun finally fell to the west.
Michael stood up, "This was has been long and brutal, but tonight it will be over, one way or another."
The men cheered, and waived their weapons in the air.
"Good," he said quietly, "Then let's go surrender."
 
*The messanger ran swiftly through the night, Fear, Redemption, The fact that entire battle might rest on his speed, Drove him forward, Past the bounds of usuall Human nature, past the Limits once set on mankind, he was driven totally to his goal, to get to Rolando, And warn him of the coming battle...*
 
ahhhhh

(no i am going to revive it, i am recruiting a few people...but i have no time at this moment...friend in the hospital i will post tommorrow...thjat is the fifth...and i will have everything worked out....)
 
alrighty, NO MORE!

i mean no more not posting, specially for me...had a bit of writer's block myself...here i go...and i have one or two more char too...just to liven things up...until the other posters arrive...

AMBROSIA:
I watched as his hands roamed over my body, his fingers tantilizing my creamy skin. I gasped as he rested his palm right below my belly button. He looked up at me, moved his body forward a bit and kissed my gently. Suddenly their was a knock at the door. "SIR!" He kissed me deeply, he pulled away in impatience. "WHAT?" he barked. "Your presence is requested. Important business, An Angel of The Lord sir." The voice on the other side of the door said hurriedly. I tugged at a tendril of hair that had fallen on his brow. I rubbed my thumb over his bottom lip. "You will show me............When this is all over." I said, placing my hand over his, which rested below my belly button. I reached for my robe, he sat up and moved over. He ran his fingers through his hair impatiently. I tugged on my robe, tying it below my breasts. I grabbed a brush from a nearby shelf and ran it through my golden hair. My wings shook out the excess moisture and they folded again. My breathing was still heavy. My lips slightly flushed from his assaults. I smiled then bit my lower lip. "I feel like this is the beginning of something beyond me. Beyond all of us. THings don't feel right. I don't want you leaving me." The pangs of ultimate dread filled me. Extending my hand, I awaited until he straightened himself and accepted my hand. "I believe, it has truelly started." I led him out the door. "The angel is this a way sir." Said the man from outside the door. There, stood an angel I thought I would never see, an angel that I thought was just a legend, (this is from Revelation 19:11-15a, It is an interesting twist I believe) I saw heaven standing open and there before me was a white horse, whose rider is called Faithful and True. With justice he judges and MAKES WAR. His eyes are like blazing fire, and on his head are many crowns. He has a name written on him that no one knows but he himself. He is dressed in a robe dipped with blood, and his name is the Word of God. The armies of heaven were following him, riding on white horses and dressed in fine linen. White and clean. Out of his mouth comes a sharp sword with which to strike down the nations. (end of quote the rest is me making it up...) I saw in the distance Micheal, This is the real thing I thought, panic setting in, the true end has begun. My stomach sank and I held onto Roland's hand tighter, I would not let go, I would give my soul before I did, Something drew me to him, A deep bond that I felt. "Greetings," I bowed and said in my most regal voice, adoration on my face, I knelt, Roland took the same cue as did his men. The angel began to speak, sort of a whisper of the wind, but haunting a rasping voice...His mouth didn't move. "Things are not right." I never raised my head. that is all he said before he bowed, raised his hands above his head and vanished. These words trailing in his mist, "Prophecy must be fulfilled. I have brought your salvation" he said referring to the legion of angels. (meaning good must prevail, but hell this is MY Thread...anything can happen) Micheal came forward. Shame on his head, but Pride in his eyes, a calm peace I had never seen in him before.

>on the other side of the valley...Lucifer's minions were trekking up the hill and they stopped suddenly<

LUCIFER:
A tear rolled down her cheek as she raised her arms, causing 3/4 of her army to fall dead, their shrieks and wails filling the country side. She raised her chin to the sky and screamed. Causing the rest of her army to cower. Speaking the words she was told when she was banned from heaven, she set her chin towards the hill and motioned for them to follow. "the beginning, and my end. I don't even know what will come of this."

>at the good angel's camp. This is where her sister comes into play.<

MALAKI:
I walked into the tent, a young woman, her face striking and remarkably familiar. I coudn't put my finger on it. "May you come in peace.." he said apprehensively. She nodded. A bit scarred. "What may I help you with Child." She rose, and suddenly the resemblence struck him. Lucifer. But it wasn't her. "please. Explain yourself. " He said hurridly. Placing his hand on his sword, he didn't know what to do, if it was Lucifer he couldn't kill her, but it was a woman, He could never harm her.


(alright. READ IT ALL...lol...that is to make up for all the posts i missed and now , WE CONTINUE WITH MY THREAD! It took me a while to write this, hope you like it...)
 
*Rolands eyes closed for a moment* So It has finally begun..*his hand drifted, then Gripped the glowing hilt of Einlanzer, his ears heard the screams, he did not flinch* Lucifer...Has made a Highly unwise choice...It seems They are Both intent To Surrender to one another...*he Stands, His men and ambrosia stand with him, He holds out his hand, In it a Silver Horn, one like olden Times was Placed, he brought it to his lips* It Has begun, We stand Upon the Field Of the Final Battle, Strike Only those who Raise arms Against us! Ally yourselves with all who will Fight With us! *he seemed to be getting Stronger, More Leader-like, his voice more commanding* And above all...Defend This Land with Your lives....In the words of A Man Far Greater Than I, 'I Know Not what You men May Chose today..BUT GIVE ME LIBERTY OR GIVE ME DEATH!!' *He Then put his lips to the horn and let out a tremendous Trumpet, It rung through the hills and dells, It's Sound Uplifted the spirits of all who were Good, And The Evil Quailed in fear at its sound, His eyes blazed with the fires of battle, he slowly let the horn down, placing it at his side* Ambrosia...*he holds her hand and turns* Should I...not make it through this..*He kisses her deeply and lovingly* never forget me...*He Looked into her speechless eyes, His growing soft for a moment, he turned sharply to the men in the camp* Alright! Prepare Everything We've Got! As Battles Go, There will BE No Tomorrow!! This Is The Last Fight! *They Cheered, And Made preperations, The Carefully Preserved Assult Rifles and Automatic Weapons being Handed out, Longbows Being passed to the Yeomen, Swords and Scythes Alike Being sharpened, Armor being made ready, And the men psyched themselves up, roland turned to the man on the steed, he regarded him for a moment, his eyes narrowing slightly, His mind raced, he felt somthing he never had before, A Power That Surged through his veins, He wondered in his own mind what had happened to him....*
 
(quick question, is Malaki in the tent with Michael? You never said who was in the tent. I am not really sure, I thought Michael was outside, but then again maybe Malaki is talking to anothe guy. I don't know... lol)
 
A new poster... GABRIEL

I believe you asked for new people to this story and I'm taking you on the word, as this is my first post to be made here in Literotica. You wanted someone in control of Gabriel and here I am.


I was close to my brother when I heard him quitely mutter the words "Then let's go surrender."
His mind seemed to be set on letting Lucifer survive. When I heard this, I decided that I had to act before it was too late. Before she and God had gotten into the conflict which made him throw her out of the Heavens, I had as his brother, felt happy for Michael and Lucifer, when they had found love for eachother. Now though, things were much different. How could his brother, the commander of the army of angels, still love her now that she was the personification of evil itself. My brotherly love to Michael had kept me from doing anything drastic yet, but now that he had proven that he loved this vile creature more than their Liege, by making love to her even though He showered the lands with his anger.
I knew he had went to far. I had to take command of the army of angels and lead them to the destruction of Lucifer. Michael had always been the leader type and much better in both skills and precognition in battle, but now I had to take over. 'My feelings for him shouldn't get in the way of completing gods goal. The prophesies is coming true. The angelic army will prevail. I couldn't act yet though. I still had to get the generals on my side, by convincing them that Michael wants to give up. But they had seen what had happened between Lucifer and him. It shouldn't be hard.
 
um....

(pooh, you sexy thing...sorry dunno where that came from...uh......actually. Malaki is another angel from the Bible. He is in the tent with Ranajja's char. Lucifer's Sister.) Micheal is the leader of the army, therefore he is at the front of his troops, just as Lucifer is with hers.
Micheal is in the valley where the humans are. The humans are between them and lucifer. Lucifer is at the top of the hill. Her army small, but powerful. I need someone to play malaki. or i can. or ranajja. or whoever. just post . don't care. i don't have a clue what to do with that scene. and welcome to the new guy.)
 
Malaki looked the young woman up and down. Her resemblence to Lucifer had him on edge - obviously.

She offered no response to his question -

Pulling sword from sheath he stepped close, into her personal space.

The tip of the blade pressed against the flesh of her neck, whispered, "Friend or Foe"
 
Michael walked across the terrain. He couldn't quite see the other troops just yet, but he could smell them. Brimstone was rampant in the air.
Michael (sweet sexy thing?) leaped up into the air, and turned to his army.
"I want you all to do something for me," he spoke, "I want you all to make sure that whatever happens you are not to kill anyone..."
There were murmurs of hate and opposition. Michael wasn't sure they were going to follow him. Ye then a cheer erupted through the crowd, and they marched on. He blew a sigh of relief. Another battle one, only one more to go.
He always wondered what it would be like, when it was all over. He had never really thought about it much, and now definitally wasn't the time. He needed to go.
Miachel walked on...
(michael doesn't know what the hell he is planning to do)
 
*Roland Turned, watching the opposate Armys with grim determination, A thought invaded his head........ The human Gilliad means well, but as long as he insists on fighting on his own and does not access his true birthright, he cannot release the true power within him, and he will be no match for Lucifer... *he whirled about, looking around with confusion on his face* who...who's there....*He shook his head confusedly* Whats happening....What Is Going on around here...*he had wandered away from them, the wind softly blew in his hair* (insert sad...yet sort of encouraging music here..) What Is this feeling...*he touched his heart...Wishing for guideance..*

ooc: OK! someone Give him Guidance! Ranjja! I Think It's time To Bring Order Back! Lets say Chaos Destroyed his hope in his men or somthing! even I Dont know what You had planned! *L*
 
um....

(be creative, i can't think of everything. Lucifer just killed off most her men. She is irrational..just like most my characters...and i think she is going to try to kill ambrosia. TEEHEE...alright...ranajja...help. almighty one...my thread is making no sense.)
 
GABRIEL and AZHRAEL

I hope it's okay that I have taken control of one more character. Azhrael, a fallen angel. He fought with Lucifer against God that day long time ago, but continued fighting him together with Lucifer afterwards. He is one of the generals and not one of those who were killed by Lucifer. That power of random killing she possesses, can only be used towards the demons.

GABRIEL:

It was obvious that no one liked the command he gave them. No killing? They had looked forward to this day for a long time as the day the final battle would be. If they didn't kill the demons, the battle would never end.
When the generals spread the word among the troops that I was going to take command before it went that far, cheers rose in the crowd. They knew I had always been more absolute in my obedience. That's why God asked me to plant his seeds inside that virgin Mary, instead of my brother. He knew that Michael wouldn't have liked to do this. Michael seemingly saisfied began to march on.

AZHRAEL:

I finally realised that Lucifer were crazy. No crazy didn't even cover it. She was more than crazy. She had just killed more than half of the troops and I couldn't do anything about it. She seemed to want them to lose this battle and that would mean the death of all of them. There was still a chance of winning as it was the strongest soldiers who had been spared, but with this mad woman as our leader, we wouldn't stand a chance against the well organized angelic army. Some one else had to take the lead. That someone was me.


Don't misunderstand. I'm not trying to take over both sides of the battle. I'm merely trying to create opposition ammong their own.
I also have an idea how this story could end well for the main characters. You actually said so yourself in one of the earlier posts.
 
Ooc: For not trying to take over both sides, you are sure doing a good job of it. It's ok though, I was going to make them rebel anyway, now you get to do it for me.
Lava, I am not asking you for ideas, I am just stating, as a fact, that I am not exactly sure... I would hate for people to think I know what I am doing around here.


Michael could see the enemies base ahead. Soon the troops would be there as well. He looked carefully for Lucifer, but couldn't find her. I would be no matter, they would meet soon enough. Michael shook his head, to gesture to the troops. They needed to move on. This would all be over soon enough.
Soon enough...
 
Hmmm. Yeah I believed it would be a natural reaction for both sides to rebel when you think of how their leaders are acting. I'm possibly not going to write more than a couple of posts with Azhrael, I'm just getting him into play, to start the rebellion.
Possibly this will take Michael and Lucifer to protecting each other from their own troops sooner or later. None of them wants the war, but their troops seems to want it more than anything. I think it would be very weird if no-one tried to take the control from them.
Just some of my thoughts. I'm not going to continue the story right now.
 
lucifer...and ambrosia.

LUCIFER:
I saw one of my right hand men give me an eerie look. I shot him a glare. I could kill him, no time for disobedience. I motioned for him to come near me. My eyes glazed a bit in euphoria of battle and confusion. "insolence, im sure you know, isn't tolerated." I released him by his cloak. I cocked my head a bit. "we march forward, you do NOTHING, unless I tell you to." That exact moment, a few of the winged creatures had taken upon themselves bows and arrows, and began firing at will. Screaming, the ground shook and they fell, dead. I glanced at the man again. Giving him a warning look.


AMBROSIA:

I Flew up into the air, surveying the area. Ahead I heard the grunts and puffs from a few flying creatures, but not like myself. They were evil, marked with the sixes. They aimed there arrows I recognized the ancient tounge, they were discussing who to kill. Leader, was all i understood, I gasped in horror. Praying and closing my eyes, I willed there arrows to miss. The paths were still steady. I swooped down towards roland whose back was towards them, spreading my wings I shielded him and cringed as i felt the arrows hit my wings.
 
*Roland spun about at the sound of the Bowstrings, His eyes widened in Horror* AMBROSIA!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *he Caught her as she fell backwards in her attempts to shield him...his eyes lit with horror as he held her...The Bowmen Were Quick To Re loose their strings, but Rolando looked up in them, an unnameable rage in his eyes* you...Feinds...*was All he could manage as he set ambrosia down gently, Time seemed to slow down...Rolando drew his sword in a flash of the Holy Energys as he leaped into the air, watching them draw the arrows back, but they would not recive the chance to fire them again, The Blade tore through them like a white Fire, The Cries and screetches of pain unheard of before this time...As Rolando Showed them no mercy...it was only 10 seconds later when rolando hit the ground, His blade glowed more brightly than ever before, searing the demons blood off of it, as the entire Company of bowmen now lay dead behind him, His Rage slowly subdued, he quickly went to ambrosia and pulled out all of the arrows.* Ambrosia..*he spoke, tears in his eyes, choking his speech as he held her close in his arms, The sword glowed brighter and brighter...* My Love...*he Cryed as he held her, unable to do a single thing...Some of the Young Women who were around just looked on in silent horror and pity, as the warrior rolando knelt and held his love...A Truth beyond all truths...A light grew around them...a soft Light that none could seem to explain....and it began to grow...*
 
AMBROSIA:

I felt my body, human in ways, jerk as i felt one of the arrows pierce my back. I didn't really feel the pain. I believe God made sure that I didn't feel the ultimate pierce of it, but I did feel it. Rolland caught me and set me down as a blur in front of my eyes, I saw red, then him above me, carefully pulling the one's from my wings. Small trickles of blood falling warm against the sensitive feathers, not just ordinary feathers, but they had nerves. Almost another appendage of mine. I grimaced as he pulled them. I smiled up at him, I wrapped my arms around his neck. I closed my eyes. I felt energy surge through me My healing wasn't the cause. he lightly touched the blood trailing down my back...he hadn't noticed the one that had pierced me there. "im all right." i whispered. I coughed. I pulled away from him. the blood all gone from my cheeks. I trembled, white light radiated from me, from around both of us. I heard something boom from the heavens. I choked a bit. My body throbbed.
 
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