The Dark Messenger (35 page)

‘So sorry we can’t stay,’ he cracked. ‘You
see, the air has a peculiar taste about it and we aren’t sure if we
like it.’ He said and then they all laughed, before they walked
away.

‘Fuck off!’ Longinus screamed. Then like a
brick in the face to wake him up, he suddenly realized the reason
why the jailers were wearing their masks. It wasn’t like he had
first thought with them being executioners at all, no, no, it was
simply to protect them from the hideous stench he was breathing
in.

Even though his hands were far from clean
after being immersed in his own vomit, instantly, he covered his
nose and mouth with them, accepting that this was by far the lesser
of two evils. But it didn’t help—the rancid, rotting smell was
everywhere, and as his tongue touched his lips, he felt strangely
dizzy by it and hurled a mouthful of spit on the floor.

Longinus realized he could even taste the
fucking stuff too!

Kaine and co were listening to the angel who
had just explained about how Raffious was trying to get the Trucale
vase, and if he succeeded, how all vampires including him and his
family would disappear forever.

Their reaction had been one
of extreme shock and horror, but the angel
had
explained there was still time to stop him
;
only
it was a job for his new Truth Messenger.

After they had calmed down
and
then
settled back into the sofa to
listen, he continued to enlighten
them
about their
old friend
s,
heinously evil ways
.

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The angel started speaking.

‘Raffious knew he had to
get the pieces of the vase somehow from the covens, and started to
think of a way that he could do it without experiencing
Lucifer
s’
wrath
. Then he thought about how the
Scottish vampires and the church didn’t agree, which made him
wonder if maybe he could trade them a story, one where they could
blackmail the church with it. Rex reasoned, it would have to be a
really good story though, but what?’

‘He sounds like a devious swine.’ Regina
said. The angel smiled at her in response before saying, ‘please
let me continue.’

‘Feeling confident he was
on the right track, Raffious started to think of what the story
would be; the most powerful, that the Scots would trade almost
anything for. Not long passed, and then he came up with one,
and
also
thought he would
be able to use it later
against Rex, in a different plan too.’

‘Thinking the Scots
wouldn’t be that easy to trick
,
he knew for them to
believe it, the story would have to have been fabricated many years
before. Then with this in mind, he jumped back in time to 1980 to
create it
.
He
picked this year primarily
because he
remembered a priest who he thought was perfect for it.’

‘The plan was to pay a
prostitute to become a nun, and then to trick the priest into
falling in love with her. Once that part was accomplished
then, and it was imperative too, she had to fall
pregnant with his child.’

‘Then when the baby was finally born
Installis stole it before it was even a day old. Although the
priest truly loved the baby and was deeply saddened as predicted,
he still kept the theft quiet and never turned to the church for
their help. He felt sure that if he had made a song and dance about
it as any normal parent would have, his peers would have simply,
and quietly to avoid publicity, then sacked him for breaking his
vows.’

‘U
sing his
magic
,
Raffious
had shape shifted into looking
like the priest as he stole the baby, and then discarded her on the
steps of an old orphanage in Shoreham, where he knew it would never
be found. After he
had
left and wasn’t
seen
,
he then shape shifted back into the look he had
before of the old man with a long knee length white flowing
beard
.
Who
you
know and
recognize as Raffious.’

‘The baby was me, wasn’t it?’ Jenny said.
‘Yes my darling you are the priests daughter and he loves you very
much. Soon in the future you will be reunited with him, and with
our heavenly father too.’ he said.

Regina then dived in and said, ‘Im so glad
that we finally found out it wasn’t the priest who dumped you at
birth though Jenny. I had hated him when I thought he had left you
there, such a mean thing to do.’ Then she spun around and looked at
Kaine and said, ‘Can you believe it too darling, we thought
Raffious was so kind and our friend but actually it appears he is
the most evil man to have ever existed. I wonder why he wanted to
be our friend so much. I was only truly suspicious of his actions
after your vision; up until that point in time, I had always
trusted him completely. We both did, even the dogs liked him.’

‘I will tell you’ the angel said as he smiled
at Jenny.

‘Installis was aware that Kaine was gifted
with the sight of the future. His visions Raffious knew could
damage his plans and so, he pretended to be your friend. He hoped
that every vision Kaine had, you would then as friends tell him
about them. You did have another vision Kaine, and then Regina you
played into his hands as so to speak. You phoned him just as he
wanted, and told him everything that Kaine had seen it that
vision.’

Regina was lost for words. Her rage was doing
something inside her that she truly had never felt before. It was
climbing the very walls of her being.

‘So Raffious was using us throughout our
whole friendship?’ Kaine said

‘
Yes I'm sorry but this is
the truth.’ the angel replied as he smiled at Regina and the rage
vanished.

Regina smiled back at the angel and said
thanks.

‘I want to track Raffious
down and kill him.’ Kaine screamed,
as his shoulder muscles then tensed to the
point where he felt his own shirt beginning to tear.

‘You will find him Kaine
but not as a vampire and he will be punished for his crimes.’ the
angel said and then
finished on a smile
. With the
smile, Kaine’
s
rage vanished, and his shirt was
saved.

Kaine was deeply curious, had he just heard
right? ‘Did the angel just say, NOT as a vampire though?’ he
messaged Regina.

‘Yes Kaine I did and not as
a vampire
,
which will be your old life if
you want to accept my offer but we will come to that soon. Please
let me continue.’

‘Installis’s plan had two directions, the
first was to create the story, then he would trade it for the
Scotts piece of the vase. They would be told about the illegitimate
child and the priest and after they had verified it, Raffious would
be given the vase. They had their own plans with the story
regarding the priest, and their own demands for the church too.
Then the second part of Raffious’ plan was far more involved.’

‘Are you all comfortable, it is quite long.’
The angel enquired, and his audience nodded with keen enthusiasm.
They all wanted to hear The Dark Messengers plan, as it was to
become unfurled before them.

‘OK then, Raffious in receipt of one piece of
the vase from the Scots was ecstatic, he was over the moon with joy
but, the vase needed two halves to make it produce the purest
waters, not one. Getting the other half he felt wasn’t much of a
problem, and was only a matter of time. Raffious had the plan he
was going to use, he just needed to execute it.’

‘Raffious was fundamentally aware the story
alone wouldn’t be enough regarding the priest, as Rex would never
be so foolish as to trade a priceless relic for just a story.’

‘Raffious sent three
vampires under the promise of
a gift of
time travel into the future
, should they
go to an interview with Rex from the White Coven. They were all
grossly misled and were only sent to plant information into Rex’s
depraved mind.’

‘The first vampire or interviewee had told
Rex to keep werewolves, warning of the imminent destruction of the
Earth in 2099. He had said to Rex that if he was in possession of
the silver sword, he could release werewolves against humanity in
order to save the planet from certain destruction—without the risk
of starting another huge war between werewolves and vampires. Then
in response to the message given by the vampire, Rex killed him at
the interview. Raffious didn’t care either that he was dead, as all
he had ever wanted by sending him there, was to plant the story in
Rex’s thick head.’

Becky smiled at the thick head comment,
hardly expecting his holiness to have such thoughts. The angel
smiled back at her, before he continued.

‘Then the second
interviewee told Rex the exact location of the Silver Sword.
Raffious had one made quickly by a blacksmith, who he then killed
afterwards
to keep the myth a secret.’

‘With the fake silver sword now in hand, Raffious
buried it
in St Paul’s Cathedral, the place where Rex had
been told it was buried. His warriors went there and dug it up
foolishly thinking they finally had the
all magical archaic Silver Sword
,
only they didn’t, all they had was a silver sword. Rex was tricked
and nothing more.’

‘Now Rex thinking he was smart, remembered
the myth suggested that the sword was locked by a Christian spell,
and until the spell was lifted over it, the sword would be useless.
He knew this because he had been told, but still he thought he was
clever. Anyway in Rex’s unstable, sick mind, he believed that the
only way his arch enemies, the church, would ever comprehend the
idea of lifting the spell, would be if they were blackmailed into
doing so. Rex from that point on then rummaged around and tried
fruitlessly to come up with a story to blackmail them with, only
because he is so stupid, he never did---until one day that is. The
third interviewee arrived. A vampire by the name of Longinus.’

‘That’s not Longinus who….. ,’ Becky had
started to say who had turned her, but the angel held his hand up
and she paused.

‘Please I am sorry to stop you, but this is
very important and I would like you to hear the whole story. I will
continue.’ He said with a smile.

‘So with Rex being completely desperate for
the story to unlock the spell, Raphious sent Longinus to the third
interview with the ……’

‘Story
,’ Becky said.

‘Exactly my darling.’ The angel replied with
a smile.

‘Then when Longinus was there he had been
told to tell Rex that he had a story concerning the church, only
Raffious’ plans nearly failed him.’

‘Longinus being deeply intimidated by Rex who
was sharpening his nails, nearly forgot to mention the story, that
is until moments before he was going to be executed. Then suddenly
his brain had kicked into gear, and he mentioned it.’

‘So at that point, Rex was told about the
priest having an illegitimate child with a nun, and the baby being
discarded at birth to an orphanage. Hearing the news, Rex was
almost dancing with immense joy because of it. He couldn’t wait to
unleash the powers of the sword. In his mind, he had the story now
and knew the church had no choice but to release the spell for him;
they absolutely couldn’t refuse. Then for the days leading up to
the meeting, he had been wildly anxious and nothing was more
foremost in his mind, except the meet. He had even taken out his
new purple velvet robe and polished his grotesque fingers too.
Shame he couldn’t have fixed his face while he was at it, but
still.’ The angel smiled, and his audience before him, laughed
concerning his views.

‘So, Rex sent a messenger
to the church to arrange
the meeting with the priest.
The messenger met with Raffious who
had
shape
shifted into looking like the priest
. Raffious in his best rendition of a
priests’ voice had told him to go back and tell Rex that he was
agreeing to the meeting but under his terms
only
. Raffious told the messenger to tell
Rex he insisted he picked the meeting place. The messenger who knew
he couldn’t agree without his master’s prior consent, looked at him
dumb for a second. Raffious had already expected him to be a bit
null in the brain, so took out a pen and after snatching his hand,
wrote the address of the meet on his skin.’

‘The
address Raffious wanted the meet to be at was a reservoir in Kent,
called Bewl Waters.’

‘Anyway
upon the messengers return to his coven, Rex who thought it better
to keep the address from prying eyes, instead of copying it to a
piece of paper like one would normally do, he simply chopped the
messengers hand off. Then he put it in his pocket to roll around
with the rotting eye that he already had in there from Vius, his
leader of the Elite Warriors.’