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V. The Disappearing Act

Present time

So saying Ray Sutherland, the mortal who dared to defy the Angel, pulled out a dagger of light. The crystal, producing a strong beam of light a few feet in length was a laser the power of which is unimaginable and whose own source is unseen. At the same time Ray Sutherland transformed from the man he was to a creature no one he knew would recognize. Above his head appeared a halo in the vibgyor colours of the rainbow. From his pale blue eyes ensued a white light like the tiger's eyes glow in the dark and invisible to all humans from his shoulders protruded transparent blades that softly reflected the faint light from his glowing skin. "My name is Ray Sutherland and I am your doom Samael. Get ready to be destroyed" he spoke in a language familiar to the stranger for it was his own."You can't be real. I killed you. You do not exist." said the creature.

"Well apparently I do exist, of course it might have never occurred to you that your death may not come from one of you own kind, the conceited fools that you are." Ray remarked.

Ray Sutherland picked up his sword of light and held up a crystal shield. Behind him the soldiers that were still standing brought forward similar swords of light. The alien did not know what to do. He had spent eons searching for the weapon that could kill him and there in that field each carried the weapon.

"This is the Dagger of light, or a laser as we call it, the only weapon potent enough to kill you. I procured the prototype from your girlfriend. Once I studied the weapon of your world it was easy to replicate it. My men have been trained in using the light of life. If you assume you can kill them by externally engulfing them in your darkness think again. The only way you had of defeating them was through fear. Those who were to succumb to fear have already succumbed. You may try and do your worst but I shall be the death of you." So saying Ray Sutherland signalled to his men and shouted "Charge."

Soon Samael had taken to the air trying to avoid the light of life from the soldiers, the light that was potent enough to kill him. High up in the clouds he finally dared to look behind him and saw the smirking face of the mortal he had previously brought to the clouds. "Your girlfriend gave me a gift that saved my life. Thank her for me will you, if you manage to return." So saying Ray drove his sword through Samael's heart. Instead of blood light oozed out of him.

Samael fell to the ground. The cloud of darkness surrounding him started to dissipate. Ray through the special sight, which was another gift from his wife, who was in reality this creature's beloved, saw the tattoos disappear from the creature's body as he fell onto the ground lifeless. A part of Ray wished to tear the creature limb from limb but he was taught to respect the dead. That was his human ways and he had chosen to be a human.

Ray swooped down and took a curtain off a nearby window and covered the corpse. As he looked up the skies had begun to brighten with the light of day. He felt the warmth of the sunshine falling on his back. He looked behind to saw the diffracted light glisten on his wings. He summoned his wings to disappear. He was a human after all.

Soon his men appeared after him. Ray pointed to them the corpse covered with the curtain. There were many concerns about confinement. Ray wondered if killing Samael turned his Cassandra to dust. He wasn't in the mood to salvage the alien species they had managed to collect. He walked away into the rising sun.

Behind him his men stood guard at the corpse. It took a few hours for the confinement team to get ready. The sheet was finally removed from over the corpse. What remained was a pile of black soot. Was that all that remained of the mighty Samael?