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TW: Blood, violence, gore, body horror

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The sermon was like any other, prayers, hymns, and the same friendly faces in and out of the room. During the final prayer, a crash was heard in the courtyard, the silence becoming murmurs. Father Michael gestures for everyone to be quiet, "I'm sure that it was nothing. To ease everyone's worries I will bring Disciple Noah with me to go investigate."

At the sound of his name, a young man with brown hair and green eyes rises to his feet, following Father Michael down the center isle and out of the church. "Father? I'm not so sure about-" as they round the corner, Noah stops in place, his eyes wide.

"You'll be just fine," Father Michael stops walking to keep his gaze on Noah. "Whatever it is can't possibly be-" but as he drags his gaze away from the young man and to what Noah was staring at, he paused. "Great heavens," he slowly reaches up and closes his hand around a cross.

Rising from a small crater in the dirt is a disturbingly humanoid figure. What can be assumed as the body is pitch black and ends on one point instead of two legs, the hands are long and spindly almost like a large spider, and the head as a circle growing out of it. Around it is a black whispy like covering and on its back six black wing like protrusions help hold it off the ground.

Disciple Noah slowly takes a step forward coming closer to the devilish angelic like being. "Noah," Michael speaks softly and goes to reach out to stop him but is paralyzed, unable to move.

A voice echoes in his mind in different tones, "halt."

An immense pressure comes down onto him and a sheen of sweat forms across his brow. The eyeless figure turns to face Noah and reaches out with a hand, cupping the young man's chin despite the distance between the two. The same voice Father Michael heard in his head ringing out in the air like a bell in silence, "absolution is..." The figure's wings flare out, eyes opening all across the surface and staring down at Noah. The figure floats in closer, bending over, the other hand wrapping around the back of his neck, "denied." At the word, the tolling of a bell rings out loud and deep as if to make the declaration more true.

Noah's brow scrunches in confusion, "what?" Though the confusion fades and morphs quickly into terror as the figure's head splits open vertically revealing a mouth with rows of teeth. As the young man goes to scream, the figure lurches forward and engulfs his head, biting it off in a fluid motion.

"No!" The force seeming to hold the priest in place releases and he stumbles forward as he watches Noah's body turn limp, blood gushing out of his neck. The devilish angelic being drops the limp body, the mouth and eyes closing as it turns to the priest. "What...what are you?"

The figure tilts its head as if the Reverend Father had spoke words which he knows the answer to. It turns to the church, it's wings flaring open once more along with the scattered eyes opening wide. "Every last one...is a soul damned," then the figure seems to glitch and disappear.

"What?" The man scrambles to his feet, pushing his hair out of his face. Though hearing screams from within the church, his heart sinks and he runs back inside, "wait!" When he gets back inside, his breath hitches seeing a room full of dead bodies, some missing heads and others with holes in their chests. The figure floats in the sanctuary at the front, slowly dragging its hand out of the chest of one of the people before dropping the body. "Why are you doing this!?"

The figure turns and floats a little higher, it's body covering the cross that hangs on the wall. "The all father has deemed you humans unworthy of his creation. He created this planet and then you, he now sees you all as an infection, a parasite, he wants you humans eradicated," the figure sharply angles its head with an almost sickening crack as it speaks the last word. Before the priest could question what it meant, thud after thud could be heard outside. Soon after, the figure vanishes once more leaving Father Michael admits the destruction it's caused.

That was a few weeks ago and most of the town has been killed off, Father Michael has gathered a small group of people that have been spared so far. One of which a hunter whom found a weakness of these so called angels, breaking their halos will make them cower and flee to be killed off by another or removing the wings. Michael has dubbed the first one to land Gabriel and he has yet to see him again. Coming out of the makeshift sanctuary in the hunter's bunker is always nerve wracking, but when he heard screams during the night he had to.

Quickly scanning the area, he spots one of the devilish angels crouched over something in a field. He grabs the metal bat kept outside the doors and rushes forward. With a quick mental prayer, he raises it and swings. A sickening crack breaks the silence of the night as it breaks through the halo of the unsuspecting deity. It lets out a screech before flying away, a bigger one soon swooping in and pinning it to the ground, "absolution denied." The bigger deity finishes off the smaller one and disappears into the sky.

Father Michael looks down to what the smaller angel had pinned, another survivor, "come, quickly." He helps the person up and quickly to the bunker, locking the doors behind them as if it could stop the angels.