Prologue
Stigmata: 1. A gift from God 2. To recieve the wounds of Christ
For hundereds of years, the Serephims have been building the perfect human being to beat the dark forces which will destroy the world. They would releave the chosen one onto the eart to fight the battle which rages on the earth between good and evil. But what they did not know is that the Asodeus' have been waiting...waiting for hundereds of years for the Serephiums to complete this being. So they can relese thier own powerful being, one which will destroy the first. So that they could also win the battle which they desire to win.
Halifax, Saskachewan...
Lakeside, Alberta...
After the concert...
Meanwhile...
Christ...the savior. A man given birth from a woman pure as water. A god sent from the heavens in the sky by God herself to save the human race from themselves. A world inflamed in termoil and pain, hatred and greed the half man/half god was a savior to the people to bring them hope once again in the Creator.
Unfortunatly some were not so easily moved, and he was murdered. Charged and nailed to the cross with seven wounds, nails driven through his wrists, a nail through his feet, a crown of thorns around his head, whips on his back, and finally, a spear driven through his ribs.
It is said that once a person devotes their life and soul to the Lord of the Church they are placed through a trial to test thier strength in faith.
One test would be to recieve the same wounds that Christ did on the cross.
The lights were low and the music soft. Hundereds of lights from the camera's in the crowd flashed on his face, and he smiled genually for them. The five figures on the stage held an unexplainable power over the crowd as thier voices filled the room. Brian looked into the crowd as he lifted his mike, and music flowed from his mouth like heaven. As he sang the song he could feel and see the peace on among the crowd, this was a night they had no problems. Their lives for the moment had no pain, no shadows, no glitches, those who had problems with thier loved ones, were now swaying back and forth in love. Those who had sicknesses that ate at thier lives were now smiling and felt nothing in thier bodies but the music that flowed through the air. He smiled as he finished his verce and looked to Howie who was in the same frame of mind that he was.
The music boomed through the room, as the crowd cheered on with no care in the world. The demons of the night were swirling around the room looking for thier next victim of the night, and thier cold eyes fell upon the girl dancing with no morals on the dance floor. "Whoo!" Lilith TailFeathers cried as she swayed her body on the table, holding a beer in her hand.
She drank from the bottle above her head and danced to 'You Can Do It' By Ice Cube. This, she knew was her life, a life of endless parties, and she choose it. She looked around, everyone was either pissed out of thier minds, on the brink, or hoping (and knowing) they'll get lucky. They had no worries, no pain, no feeling, all blinded by a shadow that lay over thier eyes. She was one of them, and knew it...but she didn't mind. She simply shrugged and started dancing again.
They said thier 'thank-you's' to the crowd and retreated to the backstage, feeling as though they had left something out there...and they had. This was what they lived and loved for. Brian came off stage and took off his clothes. His mind was still on the stage, he often wondered how well he'd done, if the fans would leave saticfied or dissapointed. But they all seemed happy. How did he know? Well his ears ringing from the screams was one sign. Brian smiled then frowned as he felt a strange itch in his wrist "Are you okay?" he turned to see Kevin there.
"Yeah" he replied "Just a little weezy."
"Maybe you should get some sleep" Kevin replied.
Brian nodded "Yeah, as soon as we get back on the bus I'll crash."
Kevin nodded as Brian walked off.
She swayed to the music, reality had far gone from her subconscience and she was now looking out to the world through blurry eyes. She smiled and took another drink of the poison that she knew could, and would tare her world apart. "Hey Lilith!" David Cummings yelled.
Lilith looked down and smiled at her boyfriend "Are you tired?" he asked.
Lilith nodded "Yeah!" she replied "I think I'll go home!"
"Does that mean your not coming home with me?" he asked.
Lilith smiled "I may be tired but I'm not dead!" she took his hand and left.
They walked out of the room under a careful eye that watched them, and got into a car with thier friends, and to David's house. They got out of the car and made thier way into the house. The two stumbled drunkenly, in to the room, and Lilith fell backward onto the bed. Their clothes were quicly disregarded to the floor and David quickly entered her, cries could be heard thoughout the room as the two bodies connected. And the thumped rapidly, then the cries turned to screams as they both climaxed than collapsed onto the bed.