they’ve really only converted to our side, and we are keeping them hidden.
“Phase two is me trying to figure out how to kill the Rage Heads with your blood. I’ll make it into an aerosol, and Dice will come pick it up. We will travel to Florida after that. We will distribute the aerosol around the globe, and the planes will release it into the atmosphere, killing all the Rage Heads.”
“Won’t they just shoot the planes down?”
It was an excellent plan, but it had holes. I knew air traffic used to be heavily monitored. I hadn’t seen a single plane in the sky this entire time, but someone would notice a fighter jet suddenly taking to the skies.
“That’s where Asher’s intel comes in,” Aeron said. “They aren’t monitoring air space anymore. They think the military and planes are gone. Isaiah and the rest of his friends in power around the world conscripted a militia of some of the worst gangs in their area for protection. They give them free rein to do whatever they want to people as long as there’s a few of them acting as bodyguards at all times.”
Leif leaned back on the sofa and put his hands behind his head.
“They have guns and bullets they scavenged from destroying military warehouses, but if you haven’t noticed, the government went a little bomb happy when the war broke out. They are out of bombs, and they aren’t exactly rolling in people that know how to make them any more or people who can staff shops to make more.”
“No one is monitoring air traffic either because they think they don’t need to,” Aeron said. “Throughout history, the Antichrist has slipped up, and we managed to stop him. This is how Isaiah goes down. He’s got access to satellites. He could monitor the ground and see what Dice is doing in Florida. He’s gotten messy because he thinks he’s won.”
“Why didn’t he kill me? If my blood can end all this, why hide me and keep me alive?”
That was my big question. It wasn’t like he ever loved me. He raped an angel because he couldn’t get her blood to do what he wanted, then killed her after she produced me. From what I could remember of him, he only ever addressed me when he wanted something. He never spoke a kind word to me in my entire life. There were no gentle explanations or pep talks when he took me to that awful lab. He either said nothing or yelled at me when I didn’t want to go. He threw me in a padded room and refused to let me out until I drew something he wanted.
“That’s what we’re doing now. I downloaded everything from that research facility onto a flash drive, but I didn’t have a computer. We’re trying to figure out why Isaiah had you there and what he was doing to you. He had to know we were working together. Maybe he thought we would assume you were dead, but we knew you weren’t. We kept popping up to Heaven to ask Saint Peter if he let you through the gates, and it was always no.”
“Wouldn’t he know you could do that?”
“No. Isaiah was born on Earth. Satan would have visited him when he was older and let him know he was the Antichrist and given him a job to do. Satan has all the knowledge of how the previous Antichrists before were caught and killed. His problem is that his offspring are still half human, half fallen angel, and after they’ve gotten a taste of power, they start going off the book as their ego grows. They think they know better, and that’s when we catch them.”
I was dying to know what was on that flash drive. So many years of my life were stolen from me while I was in that coma, and he took my memories too. I didn’t feel whole. I needed to know.
“Aeron? You said I would go crazy if you tried to give me my memories back. How were they taken from me then?”
“Only one thing could have messed with your memories like that. I could feel it on you. Angels take away human memories all the time if they see something they aren’t supposed to or to ease their pain. Most of the time, they never return, but you aren’t human, so you’re getting yours in pieces. I’m guessing Isaiah summoned his father because they both wanted to make sure