As the sun rose, a new stage of history was beginning. Only history wasn’t ready for it and neither was the world. Adam woke to feel the sun on his face as he stared out of the windows.

“Enjoying the freedom again?” Eve said as she slid her arms around his chest.

“Yes… but its different. This… host… he was different than those of the past.” He said softly.

“Hmm… that is true. This host is as well. Perhaps we have been sealed away for far too long. The world is a different. If we did not have the memories of our hosts then we would certainly call most of this magic.” She agreed.

“They have so much knowledge, almost as much as we did. Humans have achieved so much, yet in all that they have remained the same. War. Death. Starvation. Greed. Slavery. We have tried through the ages to bring unity but all we’ve ever succeed in doing was bringing peace for small regions for a few years before we were taken down. Time after time we have tried and failed and now slowly through the ages, our followers have faded away…” He reminisced.

(Horus. Zeus. Thor. All these names I carried, yet each time peace was established, it was struck down. I almost wonder whats the point.) he sighed depressingly.

(My dearest. Stop. We are not perfect beings. We are ascended beings yes, but we have still not attained the godhood we searched for all those eons ago. After we left the garden, we’ve done everything for the sake of our goal. We’ve done dark things for our goals. Yet we’ve done good as well.) She said as she cupped his face.

(Its not enough though. We’ve been benevolent and malevolent. Saviors and executioners. Gods and Prophets. What else is there for us to try?) he asked her.

(I don’t know)

Standing there in each others embrace, Adam and Eve felt comforted at each other’s touch. As they released from each other’s embrace Adam caught sight of one of the books that sat on the nightstand.

‘Why your goals are failing, a guide to achieving your goals’

Laughing at the sight of the book, the very thought of a book that would get him his goal was too funny to him. Yet as soon as he finished that thought he was hit was a revelation, all from a human written book!

As he began to laugh out loud, Eve became confused.

(Beloved, don’t tell me you’ve finally cracked.) She said.

(No! In fact its the opposite! I’ve figured out what to do… It was right there all along! You won’t believe how easy it was.) He laughed ecstatically.

(I don’t care. So long as we’re together.) She told him.

(And I will always love you eternally for it.)

(I know. Now tell me whats our first step in this grand plan of your’s.)

(Well simple first we’ll need more hosts. I want to summon the angels back.) he said.

(Angels? Really? They were such… passive creations. Why did we ever make so many?) Eve sighed, she was never a fan of those feathered healers.

Chuckling at her little pout, (Well thats not the only thing, I want to summon berserkers as well.)

(Ohh, I like that. But the last time we wanted the two to work together it didn’t end well. I will always miss that library.) She frowned.

(I remember but I want to do something I should have used in the past. Balance. I want to merge the rage, aggression, and violence of the berserkers with the calm, passive, and gentleness of the angels together.) He explained.

(Hmm. It could work but we’re too weak for this to work.) she pointed out.

(I agree. We need to find sacrifices but both of us will need to do the merging, I created the angels and you created the berserkers.) He added.

(Ohhhh, that is certainly true dearest. For now though we need a plan to gain energy.)

(Well souls are a decent source but thats going to take a lot of time that I’d rather focus on. I was thinking more spirits and lesser entities.)

(That could work… or we could find some objects of power, they are always filled with spiritual energy.) They discussed until the idea of siphoning came up. The energy they needed was not the everyday that powered phoned, moved airplanes, and make our food. No, the energy they needed was that of another realm, faith, love, happiness, and life force were just examples. The idea of siphoning energy was simple, they could travel to places of worship and create an object that would allow them to siphon the power of faith from devout followers. Then they could go to concerts and drain energies from people they touched. It would take a little while but they would be able to gain energy much more consistently, a few churches, some mosques, and then some colleges to siphon some excess love energy.

(Well I think this works out in the long run, after all we do have time.) they agreed.

(Let’s get ourselves ready, we’ve much to do. I have to first get rid of the missing person’s report on me.” Adam remembered.

“Well today is the weekend so I have off, should I quit the job?” She wondered.

“Yes, do so. I will as well after I report to the police. I have plans as to how to acquire our necessary fund for this new age.” He smirked as he looked at the library of books he had.

“So long as I get my silk dresses again. I miss them so.” She commented as she got dressed.

“Of course my dearest.” He laughed.

As they left the apartment to split their tasks, Adam recalled his past and his present lives. Over the Eons he’d forgotten his origins, only remembering the faintest of details. The only thing he remembered was that in the beginning there were several others. They were there at the beginning when planets were formed and when suns first lit up. Then for an age of time they were happy, no squabbles, no conflict, and no killing.

Then mortal beings came into existence, he couldn’t remember who made them. A fascinating new creatures came into being and brought some entertainment. Then one of his kind touched the mortal and became trapped in their frail vessel. That was until the vessel died, then his kind would be released to  the original plane. That was when things changed, some of his kind would go down and play, leaving their plane for some time. Then over the eons when no one was paying attention, one by one his kind went missing.

“Hey! Can I help you?” Someone shouted as he looked up. He was in the police station about to get his missing person’s case revoked. If front of him was a older plump officer with aging hair.

“Hi, I just came back home and a friend of mine told me I was a missing person?” he said as he acted confused.

“What’s your name? I’ll see if I can pull anything up on your case.” The officer said.

“Adam Rei. R-E-I” he told the officer.

“Hold on.” He said as he pulled up the information.

“Take a seat, a detective will be down to see you and clear this up.” He instructed. Thanking him and grabbing a seat,  Andy could feel some strong energy in the building and began absorbing it slowly. The energy was weak but clearly a dark attributed energy built up from a plethora of negative emotions.

“Adam Rei?” a voice cafe from nearby.

“Here.” He quickly replied.

The detective was a woman with long dark brown hair in a ponytail. She had was wearing a black sweater and pants with her coffee colored shoes. Overall she looked attractive yet professionally serious at the same time.

“Hi I’m Detective Emma, Could you come with me please? I need to interview you about your case and then we’ll have you squared away.” She smiled.

“Of course.” He smiled as he followed behind her up the stairs. As she led him around the office they stopped at a tidy dest with some pictures of her and a man.

“Please take a seat.” She said as she pulled a folder from her organizer.

“Now, it says here that you were reported missing three days ago but weren’t seen as of a week ago. Could you tell me where you went?” She asked.

“I went out of town, to visit friend.” He told her, revealing no details.

“Could you give me the contact for your friend?” She said as she pulled out a pen and pad.

“Millersons Cemetery.” He said as he looked away.

Following his lie she quickly responded, “Oh.. I’m sorry. Umm could you tell me the reason why you left the city for a week without a word to anyone though?”

“I had, what you say, a mid-life crisis.” He said.

“A little young for midlife crisis don’t you think for translating?” She chuckled.

He looked at her and wondered about her world. With a small whisper he peeked into her mind and saw her naivety.

“Detective, I work as a translator and I’m good at what I do. What I am currently translating will be written down in history. What gets written down in history will be taught to the future generations of America. So, if I mis translate one word, phrase or character then our entire outlook would be different. Imagine if someone mis-translated the Declaration of Independence, or the US Constitution. That is the level of importance I am working on. So no Detective Emma, I believe I can have a midlife crisis whenever I damn well please.” He scolded her.

Feeling embarrassed at the earful she had received in her own office. She saw that some of her fellow officers had heard her and were laughing at her. Slowly her embarrassment turned to anger.

“Listen here buddy! I get stress but you don’t get the right to come in here and-“

“Detective!” A loud voice came in behind her.

Letting out her pent up anger out in a controlled breath, she turned around to see her Captain.

“Yes, sir?” She let out in a forced smile.

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“Any problem here?” He asked with a stern look.

“No sir. Just missing person… who isn’t missing anymore.” She said.

“Well when you’re done, come to my office, I see we need another chat.” He said as he looked at her.

“Sure thing sir.” She said.

As he walked away she turned back to Adam to see him with a stoic expression.

“As we done here, detective?” Adam asked.

Red faced, she quickly signed the paper in the folder she slammed it shut, “Yeah we’re done. You can find your own way out.”

Thanking the detective who was now, obviously in trouble. He went back out and went to pick up food for his vessel. A few blocks away he was picking up a few sandwiches to take home to get lunch. As he grabbed the sandwich and made his way back home he could feel something, as if someone was watching him. Stopping to look around her noticed the detective in her car, blatantly observing him.

‘Crap, really?’ He though, as the amount of trouble he was in.

Pulling out his phone he told needed to tell Eve to stay away for a little while as he tried to figure out a way around this, seeing how he couldn’t cast his magic carelessly since he needed it. Meanwhile across the street, Detective Emma Bishop was staking out the bastard who embarrassed her in front of her colleagues. The captain may have given her an earful but she was;t going to allow a little thing like that to slow her down.

Adam walked his way home, carefully as to not give the detective any reason to arrest him for something trivial. When he reached home he looked out his window to see see if she was still tailing him. Fortunately she had left and he could tell Eve to come over. For now though he had to prepare as he grabbed a sandwich and went over to his desk.

On top laid the Ancient book he’d been released from, his safe haven. He picked it up and put the book up against his head, slowly unlocking its etherial locks and mystic binds. As he struggled more than he was expecting, he was still able to unlock his work. Minutes turned to hours as the book slowly released itself to its master.

“Yuis nerdas sunnelnr irrui Rarera” he whispered as the books old and ancient pages suddenly shifted. The old leather bound book became bright, shining bright and white. The pages of the book slowly came apart and over two hundred pages turned into bright lights and slowly reabsorbed into him.  Each page was a sliver of energy and an imprint of information.

(That took longer than I was expecting, are we ready?) His eternal companion asked.

(Yes, have you found some suitable locations?)

(Four churches and a concert tonight. A small drop of energy to get us back up to at lease ageless abilities.) she guessed.

(Good, lets go to the churches first.) He said as he changed his clothes.

As they left the city, the sunset had just passed and twilight had fallen. The city was peaceful as the fall had just rolled in with golden brown leaves decorating the sidewalks.

“On the left, our main target. According to my research its the largest church in the city.” She said as they walked up the graceful stone laid steps and through the gracefully designed door. Inside laid the many rows or pews, ornate stained glass and a large signature cross in the center.

‘Jesus, if they could see you now… my brother.’ He reminisced.

“We should cast our siphon on the cross, as it is the focal point.” She commented.

Nodding, they walked up to the cross.

“Hey you can’t be up here!” they heard a man yell.

As they quickly spun around, a old man came up to them from inside the office section of the church.

“Apologies, Father. We’re just admiring the craftsmanship of this piece of work.” Eve quickly told him, turning on her charm.

“Doesn’t matter! You can’t be back here!” He shouted. He appeared to be having a little spout from 

“Please, father. We’re here to make a contribution to the church.” She smiled.

“Then come to my office.” He said with a raised hand, waiting for them to move.

“Of course” Adam said as he moved away from the centerpiece.

Walking down from the alter and into the office nearby, the priest followed behind as he shut the door.

“So what were you thinking about a donation? A hundred? Two?” he asked.

“Well before we give any funds, we were curious about what programs you have here?” Eve quipped.

“Well right now, we have AA meetings, suicide preventions and survivors meetings weekly. As for monthly we have run a soup kitchen and shelter some homeless from time to time. That what your looking for?”

“Yes, it is exactly. We want to support your homeless program, in particular your soup kitchen program.”

“Really? Well honestly they’re all struggling right now so any help is appreciated.” He said stoically.

“We’re happy to help. We were thinking about ten thousand dollars to start with. Is that okay with you?”

“Ten thousand?!” he exclaimed, as he bounced in his chair.

“Yes, ten thousand. We were really looking to help. We have a check ready if need be.” She reiterated.

“Thank you so much! We were worried how we were going to support the programs! You have no idea how much you’ve helped us!” He said as his attitude heightened.

“No worries.” Adam smiled.

“I feel really silly now about stopping you from touching the cross.” HE chuckled sheepishly.

“Ah well I can go touch it now and make everything alright.” Adam smiled.

“Well, normally I don’t let anyone touch it, guess today’s an exception!” He chuckled.

As they stood up to walk out to the cross, Adam quietly casted ‘daila llsaana’ on the priest, freezing him in place in front of the cross. Walking over to the cross to begin placing the siphon. Several breaths later the siphon was latched. Going back to his original place he released the priest who didn’t notice a single difference.

“Thank you so much Father. We’ll be in touch this weekend.” They said as they parted ways. Leaving the church behind they headed for their next target. For the next two or three hours they found themselves making massive donations to various churches allowing them to attach their siphons across the city.

“Whats the concert tonight?” Adam asked.

“Its a surprise.” Eve smiled.

“Alright, so long as its not that horrendous ‘dubstep’.” Adam said.

“Relax, its a different type of concert.” She said as they got into a cab.

As they rode through the city, they observed the city around them.

(These mortals have progressed so far, I remember them living in straw huts.) Adam noted.

(Well of course, we were sealed. And after Jesus was slain by the spear, no one has been able to keep a hold of this planet.) Eve said.

(I know but I miss him. He was the only one who stood with us against the others.)

(He was a warrior Adam. Above all else he was a hero.)

(I know Eve) he said.

(What ever happened to his circle?) Eve asked.

(Lost. I told him not to trust them, that his benevolence would be his downfall. Judas is still out there, living on the gift of energy that made him a lesser immortal.) Adam fumed.

(Relax, my dear. If he is out there, we will slay him… slowly.) She reassured him.

As she said this, the cab stopped in front of the Emerald City Orchestra.

“Whats this? An orchestra?”

“Yes, the National Orchestra is playing tonight. The energy here will be vast that we can absorb after we enjoy the show.” 

“Of course dear. There should be much to drink from tonight. ” He said as they went in to enjoy the show. A few hours later and outside of the concert, Adam and Eve soaked up the Energy around them.

(Ahh, this energy is pleasant. However I think we have a few issues that we need to talk about.) He said as they walked around the down town area. Nodding, they slowly went hand and hand back to Adam’s place. Walking down the sparsely filled streets and   cool night take them around.

As they walked down the city’s streets they were not alone. Behind them there were a pair of men following a little way behind. A pair of robbers who heard that there was going to be a fancy orchestral event tonight. An event they had no chance of getting into but waiting until the event was over was an easy way to get at the mostly rich attendees.

(Hmm, it seems like there will be some more energy tonight after all.) Eve smiled viciously.

(Do you want to take care of them?) Adam asked rhetorically.

(Obviously. Don’t steal my fun. I want to suck their souls out.)

(Ilf course not. Lets make it a good show.) He chuckled.

(Oh I will.) she said as she moved her hand to hook her arm around his. Together they walked a little slower and acted like they didn’t notice them. The two robbers were obviously experienced, splitting up as one went across the road to cut them off on their front side. As one of the robbers moved into position in front of them, behind them the other made his move.

Running at full speed into the couple, he slipped right in between the two dragging eve with him.

“Empty your goddamn pockets and put all your money on the floor now! Or the lady eats a bullet!” He threatened as he pulled a gun out from under his shirt. The other robber stayed a little ways ahead of them, acting like a innocent bystander.

“Alright! Please don’t hurt her!” Adam acted with centuries of lying under his belt. Finally the other thief came to them and headed for Adam’s belongings. As he reached for it thought Adam rushed the thief and pulled his arm behind his back with one hand, while the other hand was wrapped around his throat.

Stunned at what was happening, the robber holding Eve wasn’t prepared for it when she attacked. Smashing her fist into his genitals at full speed while moving her head out of the way of the gun. Recoiling form the sudden pain, he released her and she quickly attacked again. This time with a step in and a swinging elbow to his temple. Just like that in perfect form he was on the ground.

“FUCK! Mike!” the robber in Andy’s grasp yelled.

“Oh shut up, he’s just sleeping.” Eve retorted.

“Will you do the honors?” Adam asked.

“My pleasure. Dunaileda.” She casted. All of a sudden the man’s body became relaxed, while his eyes not had a light green ring outlining his iris’.

“Pick up mike and follow us.” She ordered. Accepting her orders and getting his unconscious accomplice. Adam picked up the gun and took it with them. As it was late at night, there weren’t many witnesses.

Once they returned home and the two had set their new ‘guests’ in the sofa. Having their thrall tie up ‘Mike’ and wait in the corner obediently.

(Now then to harvest some souls.) Eve smiled as she dropped her purse onto the table.

(Eve stop it, you’re acting like a fat kid eyeing a piece of cake. Its creepy.) Adam joked.

(Oh hush. I haven’t had a snack in such a long time.) She quipped.

(Remember you only get one.) He reminded her.

(Oh fine, I’ll take ‘Mike’) She said as she sauntered over to his unconscious body. Placing her hand on his chest she inhaled deeply and closed her eyes. Slowly her mouth turned upwards revealing a pearly smile.

(Ahh, I feel much better.)

(Enough to create an angelic being?) He asked.

(Not that much.) she shook her head.

(Well, it didn’t hurt to hope.) he said as he walked over the the thralled one and placed his hand over his chest. However before he could take his soul he got a sudden hit of inspiration.

“Eve, I think I’m a genius.”

“Oh, why’s that?” She asked whilst basking in the energy of the new soul.

“I want to convert him.”

“Really? Why?” She asked curious now.

“Well every god has a champion. A champion to help and undergo tasks for his god, for this to work I will need to personify a being that people are severely searching for. I just can’t think of what to personify…” He pondered.

“War?”

“No, people these days are too soft for that…” he said as there was no need for as much war in the modern era.

“Then how about Justice?” She suggested.

Hearing that Adam considered it. Justice, something that the world was severely lacking. Almost as much as it was lacking equality and free thinking.

“I got it, Justice and Equality… I am going to be the God of Justice and Equality.” He smiled.

“Great, now to plant the memory. Darling could you please spare some energy?” He asked. She stood up and walked over to him and put her hand on his back and nodded. This time, placing his hand on top of their thrall’s head, he began to cast an ancient magic allowing him to enter his target’s mind.