CONVERTIBLE CLOWNS
XXIII: SAVING THE REALM
by
Anthonystjoseph
I sat there with Apollo in our favorite
resting spot on Ethereal Lake just being thankful that we would always and
eternally have these moments. Apollo
could no longer go on our battles to Earth but they could never extinguish his
soul. All of our souls, whether in the
underworld or the ethereal realm of the afterlife were eternal. Apollo’s second light on Earth had been extinguished,
therefore he could not return. While we
were both silent and watching the majestic birds in flight above the lake, Luke
came upon us.
Luke looked at Apollo solemnly and then
said, “I knew it was going to be your last journey on Earth Apollo but the
mission as you well know was extremely necessary. I cannot begin to tell you how many lives
Andrew will save and make better and above all make Earth a better place to
live. A better Earth means that the
supply of demons and clowns to the Dark Lord will greatly decrease. Because of this, the Dark Lord has taken on
his strongest and most aggressive act in a long time.” Apollo and I stared at Luke intently as he
went on, “The Dark Lord has commissioned and dispatched whom he refers to as
his son to build a bridge across the realm so all clowns and demons can freely
go back and forth from the underworld to Earth.
The one he has given the task to build the bridge is the most evil and
most sinister demon of Earths time. That
demon is Shaitan. You know him as Cain.”
I
looked at Luke and thought to myself that surely they weren’t sending me to
deal with this demon named Shaitan. They
truly weren’t letting newly trained me
defend Earth from a full blown invasion of demons and clowns. But the look on Luke’s face said that they were. Luke could feel what I was thinking and
looked at me and continued, “As Matthew once said, ‘I send you forth as sheep
in the midst of wolves’.” I cut him off
and said, “Well, whenever I’m ‘sent forth’
into the ‘midst’ of wolves I usually
come back different.” I stood up ready
to do battle with whoever this Shaitan was.
Luke said, “Well, we’re sending you.
We have faith in you.” Apollo anxiously
cocked his head and said to me, “Wait a minute here. I don’t think you’re comprehending who
Shaitan is. He is one of the original
creators of sin. He lives to sin and sins
to live.” I respectfully said to Apollo
with my full blown ego well intact after winning my first two battles, “I don’t
care who he is. I stood up to the Dark
Lord, I can stand up to him. Shaitan,
Cain, or whatever he’s calling himself now will come to an end.” I knew in my heart that if they wanted me to
defend the realm, they felt I could do it.
I had to defend the realm of hope, the realm of freedom, the realm of
growth, the realm of comprehension, the realm of choice, the realm of decision,
the realm of Earth.
As Luke left, I said goodbye to Apollo as
I started adorning myself with my angelic armor for a battle of all
battles. It would be my first battle
without Apollo at my side. I envisioned
the trip to the otherworld and all of a sudden I was there. It was true, there was a bridge being built
from the fiery pits of the upper underworld to the realm of Earth. It was amazing, nefarious, and ethereal, but
most of all it was real. The bridge even
had gates that led to the realm of Earth.
I guess one of the clowns was an architect. I stood there on the bridge and wondered how
could I destroy it? What could I
do? Then a being materialized right
before me and I was dumbstruck. What in
God’s name was this thing? It was
huge. I had seen all sorts of demons
including the blue women like Rojalinda, Treacherous Tina, and Jeannie the
Junkie and I had even met Dante but I was not prepared for this hellish
creature. It looked like it was a
skeleton that was half man, half goat, half ram, half vampire, and all
evil.
The creature looked at me and saw my clear
and present fear and roared in laughter.
Its laughter waned; I say it
because I don’t know what it
was. As its laughter stopped, it looked
at me with pure evil and menace and said, “Don’t worry fool, Shaitan brings
fear to all that are in his presence. You are not alone. But what you really
are is finished.” This was the demon
Shaitan that stood before me and I was in the presence of the Dark Lord’s
supposed son and he scared me more than the Dark Lord himself. As I stood there looking like a midget to
this towering effigy of evil it lashed out and punched me in the chest. I flew back a hundred feet and landed on my
back on the bridge about to fall over the side onto the fiery cliffs of the
upper underworld. It stomped its way
towards me as I clutched my chest in pain.
Pain was unusual because I was an ethereal creature. What was happening?
As Shaitan got closer to do more damage
and possibly send me to the afterlife permanently I raised my right palm in
desperation and released the Ethereal Sphere to hypnotize him. He looked at my actions and then at the
sphere and roared with laughter again.
He said, “You are a fool. I am Shaitan! No ball of light or silly little
rookie can harm or distract me.” As he
said the word distract, Michael appeared behind him. It was Saint Michael himself from the Ethereal
Realm whom I had only seen once and as Shaitan roared with laughter and raised
his hoof to stomp me, Michael pierced Shaitan’s chest cavity with his
luminescent golden sword. Shaitan roared
with anger this time as he finished his leg movement and stomped me in the
chest. I fell off of the bridge onto a
fiery cliff of the upper underworld.
From the cliff I saw Saint Gabriel who
raised his trumpet and started to blow an announcement. Michael withdrew his sword from Shaitans
chest and Shaitan slowly and in pain turned to face him. Shaitan said, “Hello Michael…” Michael who was as tall as Shaitan didn’t
even hesitate. He stepped closer to the
wounded Shaitan and picked him up with both hands and held the flailing Shaitan
up in the air and then flung him down on the bridge with what seemed like the
might of the world. Shaitan landed on
the bridge as it started to crack. Then
Michael lifted his foot and stomped Shaitan and the cracks got larger. Then he stomped him one last time and he fell
through the bridge and a huge breach in the bridge occurred as Shaitan fell
into the fiery canyon of the underworld with screams of retribution, “I’ll get
you Michael! And your little mongrel too!” I wish these underworld folks would leave
my heritage out of all of this.
Michael looked down on the fiery cliff
where I had landed and came and lifted me off of the cliff. He snickered a little and said, “You really
didn’t think we were going to leave this job to you did you?” As I gripped my chest in pain I said, “Well
you know, I did have a spotless record in my battles and all”. Michael said, “There’s that ego we’re trying
to get rid of. That’s why we sent you down here to meet Shaitan. We thought for
sure he could help you get rid of that infamous ego of yours.” I looked at Michael and smiled, “Naw, I mean
come on, I am Anthonystjoseph”.
By
Anthonystjoseph
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