He entered the gates of Heaven. Death stared around him, his eyes lost to the indescribable sights. Being in Heaven, Death was now in his angel form…a teenager with a sword at his side. His armor was upon his body now and his glorious wings were folded to his side. No beauty imaginable could begin to compare to what Death stood in now. As an angel of the most high, this was his home, despite rarely having the chance to visit it due to constant needs on Earth. However, he had been called…and when an angel is called before his maker…you don’t simply say no.
He walked along the golden streets, his hair blowing softly in his face and his body feeling wonderfully light. The world was alive with light…but not from any sun. Rather it was the light of God Himself who brought light to this domain. It was overwhelming and yet…comforting. How could one not feel the power and majesty that this light brought. It was this light that gave life its meaning…that gave life itself. Death smiled…it was impossible for him not to.
At last, he came before the throne of Him…The Lord waited within for him. He walked inside and there, seated on the throne, was The Lord, God Almighty. His light was too glorious to look upon. Death dropped to his knees and used his wings to shield his faith from the holy power of God.
“My Lord…you have summoned me?” Death said respectfully and with a slight tremble in his voice. Speaking to God is not a simple conversation…it is a sobering and terrifying experience.
“Welcome, Death.” He spoke. His voice was warm and beautiful. It sent waves of emotions through Death and it shook his very being. “It is good to see you again.”
“It is my honor and pleasure to be before you again.” Death replied.
“I regret to tell you, that I have not called you here with good tidings…rather I have a task I wish for you to complete.”
“Of course, My Lord! I am yours to command!” Death answered immediately, excited to be doing a task for the Lord.
“Lucifer intends to free himself…and he wishes to begin the apocalypse before the time I have determined.”
“You wish me to stop him?” Death asked, his hand clinching in a fist.
“Well, I’d certainly like to see you try.”
Death whirled around to see a most grotesque sight. Standing there was a hunched over beast, wearing a black and tattered cloack with a hood on to mask his face. He had dark and ugly wings that look sickened and worn, and he walked slowly and cautiously, knowing he was not welcome. His eyes were a deep pale and they were sunken in like a skeleton…truly and former glory that Lucifer had had been lost, for the creature that stood before Death now, who had once been the most glorious of all angels, now was a sunken and disgusting shell of his former self.
“Lucifer!” Death snarled. He leaped to his feet and prepared to draw his sword. “You are not welcome here you traitor!”
“Peace, my child.” The voice that spoke instantly calmed Death. This was a command…and the command practically made the peace truth. Death didn’t even need to think about lowering his sword…he did it as if it was now his nature to lower it. This was the power that the Lord’s very voice had. The voice that had spoken worlds into being. “He shall do no harm here.” Lucifer seemed to shiver at the voice, but he kept that sick smile on his face.
“Ah, how good it is to be home once again.”
“This is no longer your home, snake!” Death barked.
“Oh Death, how very rude of you!” Lucifer cried in mock pain. “Already with the insults? You make me feel so unwanted.” There was a sudden shift and both Lucifer and Death both turned. Death covered his face with his wing once more to shield his eyes and Lucifer was forced to hide behind his hood.
“Lucifer, you’ve come before me…as I knew you would.”
“Ah yes…then you surely must know why I’m here.” Lucifer hissed.
The three stood in the room together. God, Satan, and Death. Death wanted to cut down Lucifer, but knew that this was not the will of God. Lucifer stood with a sadistic and cold smile on his face. As for God…He seemed interested by Lucifer…almost like He was watching a movie He’d seen before.
“It’s time for me to begin my reign! To destroy that which You hold so dear, and to ascend to the throne I deserve.”
“I think the throne on which you sit is fitting enough for you.” Death snapped.
“Quiet, boy…the adults are talking.” Lucifer sneered. “Perhaps you should leave us so we can speak in peace.”
“I have called Death here, Lucifer. He is here on My command. You, however, have not been summoned. If anyone should leave, it is you.”
“Do not talk DOWN to me!” Lucifer snapped, standing up and leering. Death started to go to his sword, but there was a chuckle from God that made him stand down.
“Then speak to me, Lucifer. Tell me what it is you wish to say.”
“Fine. In just one year, the End shall begin.”
“No, Lucifer, it shall not.” When God spoke, the warmth there seemed to change slightly…like it was a command! Death stepped away and even Lucifer, shrank back some.
“Yes it WILL!” Lucifer whimpered. Death smirked. Lucifer sounded like a little brat trying hard to think of a clever retort, but coming up with nothing. “I WILL have control! I WILL destroy everything!”
“Lucifer, I know full well what you plan to do. I knew your plan before it even crossed your mind.”
“Well what good is seeing the future if you can’t do a damned thing about it!?” Lucifer roared. “Every pitiful blessing you bring to your children, I crush it! The Garden of Eden, Moses killing the Egyptian, David and Bathsheba, and even Judas turning on your own son! I am always a step ahead! I hold all the cards in my favor!” Death was ready to spring at Lucifer for his disrespect. However, the Lord spoke first. His voice was not angry…but it’s power was evident.
“For every plot you scheme, Lucifer, I have used it to my advantage. Through Moses’s banishment, I was able to reach him. Though David slept with Bathsheba, he repented and helped to spread the message of my forgiveness to others. And I believe you of all would recall that through Judas’s betrayal, my son conquered the grave. Just ask Death. You think you hold the cards in your favor…but I know the cards you play before you pull them, and you cannot triumph Lucifer. I only wish you would understand.”
Lucifer stood perfectly still, as if he had been struck. He shook his head for a moment and growled furiously.
“I will not be made a fool of by You…or anyone! Do your worst ‘almighty God.’” With that, he vanished as if had never been there. Death heard the Lord sigh and could practically visualize Him shaking his head.
“Still as impulsive and brash as ever. If he would only repent…I would forgive him.”
“Truly, my Lord?”
“Yes…but it shall never be. He is too stubborn and prideful, and that is his ultimate weakness.”
“I am sorry, my Lord.”
“Death, I have an important task for you to complete. You are to go to Earth and locate a girl named Heuring.”
“Of course.” Death did not ask the reason…for when God gives a command, the question of ‘why’ shouldn’t be asked.
“She is unique…I have created her for this purpose. She will be able to see you, and when you present yourself to her, you are to give her a message.” The Lord explained.
“As you wish, my Lord. What message shall I deliver?” Death asked. There was a long pause as Death waited for the response. As he waited, he suddenly felt the answer crawl into his mind…as if it had been there all along waiting for him to find it.
“My Lord, this is…”
“Shh…I’m not the one who’s supposed to get the message.” The Lord teased. Death laughed and bowed low to God.
“I shall deliver it as you command my Lord. I will not fail.”
“I know you won’t, Death. I know.” With that, Death took his leave. He vanished and flew to the human world, ready to deliver this special message intended for the mysterious and special girl, Heuring.