“What on earth possessed me to doing that?” he thought to himself.

“Turn left up here.” The woman said in more of an order than a please.

They came to a halt in a car park looking over the valley, and could see the flames from the church. Although it was early afternoon it was as dark as night, the skies were sinister with lightning and thunder filling the valley and what looked like a full on battle between two armies. Parts of the valley had opened up with molten lava flowing as though a volcano had erupted and Simon was uneasy, he got out of the car and sat on the bonnet, the woman joined him. “Do you know what’s going on?” he asked.

“Yes, you know during the turn of the century when law and disorder were beginning to run out of control?” She asked.

“Well I know we had a problem but I was still a toddler then.” Simon replied wondering what the significance was.

“Well it got to the point where children were becoming Ferrell, many becoming one parent children and uncontrollable because judges protected criminals rather than the victims. The problem got worse with these Ferrell children even killing for fun from the age of eight to ten years old. It then became apparent that some Member of Parliament, a main Cabinet minister at that, had passed legislation to allow people to kill each other in order to cut the population.” She said.

“I wasn’t a Ferrell; I have two loving parents who love me. I know there is trouble now to what there used to be and we have been burgled a couple of times, but what has this got to do with now?” he asked removing his hands and wondering why this woman was so strong and not afraid.

“Can’t you see? The MP Called Jack Crawford was known to be possessed by the Devil. This information was kept secret, and when you look back, the Government did it very cleverly. You remember the recession in 2009? Well it was known that it was set up, yes you had leaking of documents and the housing, banking and credit crunch, the wars in the Middle East and other humanitarian conflicts. The G20 was just a gimmick to make us all feel something was being done. Although the President of the United States of America had good intent, there were some demons in Congress who used him as a puppet. If there was to be a World War then, there was the danger of a nuclear one and the mess would have been catastrophic. That’s why the Government decided to start a civil world war, and bring things under control later. Oh and by the way my name is Hazel.”

“So Hazel, how do you know all this and how did you know Peter Robinson.?” Simon asked and looked her in the eyes. They were icy green and brown and quite hypnotic so he diverted his look down the rest of her body to the floor, then in the direction of the battle.

Peter and Avensis along with an army of Angels fought on, as the main demonic core ascended from the Crack in the floor from Hell, only to be shot down with the arrows.

Suddenly the heavens opened and the rains fell, and the waters quenched the flames. Steam filled the area as the crack began to close, remaining demons rushed to return home to their Hell only to be shot with more arrows.

Peter cheered but Avensis stayed calm. “That’s it for now; we must move on, we have still got a lot to do as the Demons will attack elsewhere now.” He said then got up and looked around.

“You mean to say it hasn’t finished? It seemed like I had been fighting for Fifty years” Peter said

“No Peter, the war may have been planned Twenty years ago, but the actual demonic conflict has only just begun. We have a lot to do and the first is to find our friends before Satan’s army does.”

The End