Estrada’s body drops to the ground instantly.
Lena closes her eyes and turns her head away as she cries uncontrollably.
Lilith steps over Estrada’s body and is now standing over Vincent. She stands over him for a few seconds and then crouches down. She looks Vincent in the eyes and smiles as she caresses his face. “Such a shame…you were so close to turning.”
Lilith puts the gun to Vincent’s head and continues speaking. “So close to giving up on caring. So close to giving up on humanity. So close to giving up on faith and so damn close to giving up on…” Lilith’s eyes become completely black and in a demonic voice, “…God!” I thought I had you, Vincent.” I should have taken you when I had the chance. Such a waste…I really could have used someone like you. But I like you and I’ll give you a few more minutes to think about it…so I’m going to kill you last. ”
She smiles at Vincent, then quickly stands up and walks toward Pope Francesco, Arch Bishop Vito, and Lena. Before Lilith reaches the three, Arch Bishop Lazarus is brought out with his hands tied behind his back and is forced to kneel next to Pope Francesco.
Arch Bishop Lazarus is terrified and looks at Lilith. “But…but I did as you asked. I don’t understand.”
He then looks at Pope Francesco, who says to him in a calm voice, “I forgive you.”
Arch Bishop Lazarus looks down at the ground and is ashamed of what he has done. He looks up at Lilith, who is now standing over him.
“Please…I did what you asked.”
“Yes, you did do as I asked, and I thank you. But explain this to me Lazarus. You devoted your whole life to God, but yet it only took you minutes to turn on him. Now how can I possibly trust someone like you?”
Lilith puts the gun to Arch Bishop Lazarus’s head and pulls the trigger, blowing the left side of his face off. She then sidesteps over to Pope Francesco.
He looks up at Lilith and asks, “Do you really think that you are safe? Do you really think you are not going to burn in hell for eternity at the hands of Satan? The one whom you are a slave to?”
“Oh shut up,” Lilith says in an apathetic voice. She raises the gun to Pope Francesco’s head and quickly pulls the trigger, blowing a hole in the back of his head.
She looks at Arch Bishop Vito and sidesteps in front of him. “What? No words of wisdom from you?” Lilith asks in a sarcastic voice.
Arch Bishop Vito closes his eyes and says nothing.
“Fair enough.” She puts the gun up to his head and pulls the trigger. Blood and brain matter spray onto Lena’s clothing. A small amount of blood spatters on the right side of Lena’s face.
Lena closes her eyes and turns her head, looking away from Lilith as she sobs.
“Awww…what’s wrong, sweetie?” Lilith grabs Lena by her chin, forcing her to make eye contact with her. With her index finger, Lilith wipes some of the blood off of Lena’s face. Lilith brings her index finger covered in blood up to her mouth and licks it in a sexual manner.
Lilith closes her eyes. “Mmmm,” she says, then opens her eyes and looks at Lena. “There nothing like blowing someone’s brains out. It makes my pussy wet. What about you? Are you turned on right now?”
“Fuck you!” Lena yells back.
Lilith giggles. “Don’t worry…I’m not going to kill you now. We have this ceremony we need to do first. When that’s done, I’m going to kill your boyfriend while you watch. Theeeennnnnn…I’m going to kill you.” Lilith smiles at Lena, places the gun back underneath her suit jacket, and walks back over to Lester III and stands beside him.
Lester III turns toward the crowd and begins his speech.
***
Vincent lies on the ground with his hands extended out and chained to the pillar. Blood drips from his head onto the ground, forming a puddle. He is in extreme pain and is barely coherent. He can hear Lester III’s voice as it echoes through the air. He looks at the people sitting on the stage who are all focused on Lester III as he speaks. Vincent slowly begins to black out.
He notices a man who is sitting in the front row suddenly turn his head and look at him. The man stands up and begins to walk toward him. Vincent tries to pick his head up to get a better look at the man, but he is too weak to do so.
The man approaches Vincent and stands inches from his head. Vincent looks at the man’s highly polished black-leather shoes. “You’re not giving up, are you?”
Vincent slowly rolls from his side onto his back. He looks up at the man. The man is standing over Vincent with his head tilted to the side and his hands in his pants pockets. The man is wearing a navy-blue slim-fit suit with a white shirt, slim black tie, and a silver tie clip. The man has wavy blond shoulder-length hair, a very strong jawline, and a cleft chin.
Vincent’s focus quickly moves to the man’s extremely bright green eyes. “So what kind of advice are you going to give me now?” Vincent asks with pain in his voice.
“You have gotten this far, Vincent. Is there no fight left inside of you?”
“I’ve been fighting my whole life. I’m done fighting.”
“So is this how you want it to end, Vincent? You will not fight for mankind and the millions of innocent people who are still out there?”
“I’m only one man and look at me—I’m in no condition to fight. Why don’t you guys put up a fight?” Vincent says in an angry voice.
The man smiles and says, “Our time to fight is soon approaching, Vincent. An army of angels will soon descend onto earth for the final battle with Satan. No one can make you fight, Vincent. It’s your choice.” The man turns and walks away.
Vincent closes his eyes and has a flashback about witnessing the people being executed in the abandoned warehouse and the old lady who gave him the necklace. He feels remorse for allowing those people to be killed as he stood by and did nothing.
“Wait!” Vincent shouts. “I’ll do it, I have to do it.”
The man stops and with a grin on his face, he turns and walks back to Vincent. “I knew you would, Vincent. From the very moment you were conceived, you were chosen for this. You don’t even realize how special you are, Vincent.”
Vincent slowly rolls over and get on his knees. He sticks out his index finger and inserts it deep into his mouth, causing him to vomit. He sticks his finger in his mouth a second time and vomits again. He digs around in his vomit and picks up a small key.
When he was being beaten earlier, Vincent managed to steal the key to the lock around his wrists from one of the guards. Vincent unlocks his right wrist and moves to his left.
“Vincent, you must slay the false prophet first by piercing the heart. Then the head of the Anti-Christ must be removed. Both of their bodies must then be burned.”
“Ok, and how do I do that? I can’t use my hands.”
“On the altar behind the Anti-Christ is my sword. You shall use that.”
Lester III continues speaking to the crowd. “Today is a great day in world history! This very building that we stand in was supposed to open as the world headquarters building, but that has changed.”
Vincent stands up, limps to the altar, and looks at the sword. He says to himself, “This is the same sword Lester was carrying in my dream.”
Vincent picks up the sword and looks at the handle. Engraved in the sword’s handle is the name MICHAEL. Vincent looks back toward the man, but he is no longer there. He looks over to where the man was sitting and sees only an empty chair.
Vincent looks out at the crowd and notices something strange. He notices that every single person is fixated on Lester III, and no one is even paying attention to him. It seems as if the crowd is hypnotized. He holds the sword’s handle with both hands at a low, ready position and slowly limps toward Lester III from behind.
***
“You see, my children, every nation in the world has formed one great nation, and the leaders
of those nations have sworn allegiance to me. They have turned over their power to me. Do you see the power that I possess, my children? Not only do they now serve me, they worship me, as will all of you! You will all worship me because I am no man! I am God! And those of you who refuse me will suffer the same fate as these criminals on the stage. I am your God, and this is my temple!”
He tilts his head up into the air and holds his arms out to his sides. The crowd erupts in cheers. Suddenly Lester III feels a great amount of pain in the middle of his back. His eyes open quickly and he looks down at his chest.
There is a three-foot blade sticking out of his chest. His mouth drops open and blood begins to pour out. The blade is then pulled out of his back.
The crowd becomes silent as they bear witness. Lester III slowly turns around and sees Vincent standing in front of him with the sword drawn back.
Vincent holds the sword in his right hand and lowers it along his leg.
“You’re no different than all these people who follow you. You’re a puppet, just like them.” Vincent takes a quick step backward with his left leg and then thrusts forward with his right leg, lunging at Lester III’s chest. Lester III falls six stories off of the stage into the burning pool below.
Lilith looks down in horror. She reaches inside her jacket for her handgun.
Vincent quickly puts the sword’s blade up to her neck. “Bitch…don’t even think about it.”
Lilith removes her hand from her jacket. Her eyes become completely black. She becomes very angry and speaks in a deep, demonic voice. “Fool—do you know who the fuck I am?”
“Yes, I know who you are. You’re the biggest puppet of them all. I do have to admit, the devil is smarter than I thought. For centuries the world thought that when the Anti-Christ made his rise to power, he would be a man. Who would have ever thought that the Anti-Christ would actually be a bitch?”
“Do you think that by doing this God is going to reward you? Do you think he is going to give riches and pleasure? No…you are still going to live your pathetic life and struggle to live like the rest of these roaches. Take my hand and join me, Vincent. I will give you everything that you want that God can never give you.” Lilith extends her right hand to Vincent.
Vincent looks over at Lena, who is shaking her head and mouths to him, “Don’t do it.”
Vincent slowly extends his left hand to Lilith and grabs her right hand. Lilith smiles as he grips her hand tightly. Vincent looks into Lilith’s eyes and smiles. “Revelation 19:20: The beast was seized and along with the false prophet were both thrown into a lake of fire which burns with brimstone.”
Lilith’s eyes open wide as Vincent continues.
“It’s from the Bible. You should read it sometime.”
Vincent lifts the sword high over his head with his right hand and swings downward, cutting off Lilith’s right hand halfway between her wrist and elbow.
Lilith screams in agony while holding her right forearm to her body. Her blood squirts all over her chest and face.
Vincent drops Lilith’s hand on the ground. He then grabs the handle of the sword with both hands, holds it over his right shoulder, and with one swift swing, he slices Lilith’s head off completely at the base of the neck.
Lilith’s body becomes limp and collapses on the stage.
Vincent picks up Lilith’s head by the hair. He looks out at the sea of people who watch silently. Vincent shakes his head and then flings Lilith’s head into the burning pool. Her head lands near Lester III’s body and both begin to burn.
Lena gets to her feet and runs over to Vincent. He takes the key out of his pocket and frees Lena’s hands. Crying, but elated, Lena grabs Vincent around his neck and hugs him.
They both look out at the crowd of two million people as Lena asks Vincent, “So now what?”
Epilogue
While growing up, I always found myself in some type of leadership position starting from being the team captain on my little league baseball team to being named team captain on my high school football team. Even when I joined the Army and was in boot camp, my drill sergeant made me the platoon leader. I remember pulling him off to the side and asking him why he picked me over 55 other guys. All he said to me was, “Because I see a leader inside of you, Private Cain.”
I never understood why I was always being put in leadership positions. Even though I never turned these positions down, I never really tried or wanted to be the leader. I just somehow always found myself in this position. I just wanted to be your average guy and go with the flow. I never wanted to be the guy that people looked to for guidance or to tell other people what to do.
My mother always told me things and gave me advice, but the one thing that she always seemed to say to me was: “You are going to be someone important one day, and you are going to change people’s lives.”
Never would I have imagined that people would one day be calling me the savior of mankind.
My name is Vincent Cain, and this is my REVELATION…
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