ST Michael ID: 14267 FanFiction June “The Citadel”

ST Michael
ID: 14267
FanFiction June
“The Citadel”
Remiel approached Kaddoshiel,” it is time to go back,” he said. “I understand must purify.” With that, they took off. I quickly ran over to Shepherd to see how he was doing. They had transported him to a field hospital tent nearby. “He isn’t doing well; he has a lot of blood.” Said the field doctor. I went closer and held onto his hand. “Hold on don’t give up,” I said as I knelt by the hospital bed. Just then an alarm on a monitor began to go off. Soon a team of nurses and doctors rushed in. “We are losing him quickly get a crash cart.” A doctor yelled as he leapt on the bed and began doing chest compressions. Just then all-time froze still. A soft voice whispered to me,” Save him he is needed coming times give part of your essence. Then time moved again I rushed over. “Stand back,” I said. I placed my hands they began to glow and little by the cut and bruise began to heal. Even his eye grew back. He soon regained consciousness. “Where am I and what I’m healed now?” “How long was I out.” “We lost you but Michael brought you back,” a doctor said excitedly. I can see out my left eye too, I have a new eye.” “Yes, you do now it’s not like old eye it allows you to be able to pick up on demon activity and traces of demon activity,” I explained.
He soon got up and started pulling off the monitors and even ripped out his IV. “No time to waste we must back up and get back Engelberg and look into these rifts so we can put stop them and warn the other branches of what we encountered.”  “Engelberg?” I asked. “It is our Headquarters on the island of Malta; please come with us we could use your help.” “Sure, be glad to you sure you don’t need rest some just first just were severely injured,” a doctor said. He got up and looked at the doctor square in the eye. “I will rest when I’m dead, now you get the chopper ready for transport I want to be out of here ASAP. He tore off his bandages and began putting clothes and gear on.  He began to walk out then he began to fall over I quickly rushed over to catch him. “Thank you, my lifelong friend, for all your help and healing me.” He said softly as regained his balance and composer “Dam vertigo, Mackaya get my cane.” “Dad you’re ok. A Young girl said as she ran over with an old fancy-handled cane. “Thank you, Mack,” as he grabbed the cane and with the other embraced her. She began to sob. “I thought I was going to lose you.” “It would take a lot more than that to put your father down.” He smiled and kissed her on top of the head. Just then a man came in. “The chopper is ready sir.”
“I know it’s silly having you being an angel to fly in a helicopter; I was hoping to discuss things on the way.” “It’s all right with me it will give me a chance to relax for a bit.” Mackaya gathered her med kit and bags and began hauling them to the helicopter. I began walking next to Shepherd closely next to him keeping the pace of his walk and stride. “Sorry bit slow right now have to use a cane dam vertigo acting up again probably a side-effect of a medicine they gave me for pain. We both Climbed in the helicopter and Mackaya climbed in the cockpit and turned the engine on. “Here put this on so we can hear and talk to each other.” Shepherd handed me a headset with a mic. “This rift opening up is very concerning and hard to figure out where one is going to open up before it is too late.” “Yea, there must be a way to be able to detect a dimensional tear before a portal can form.” I began thinking what causing it to happen now? “Hey, Mack you let Mom know where on our way?” “Yes, I did she said she will have Sausage rice and gravy ready and to tell you the kids at her school are eager for you to visit the school again.” “Okay,” he said with a smile and a chuckle. “We just flying over Valetta harbor and will be landing soon,” Mack said. The view of the harbor was breathtaking. The harbor had tall steep medieval battlements that almost encircled the harbor. “Amazing isn’t it this island is the to the knights of St John a noble order founded in Crusades.” “Sorry I’m sure already know that I have a passion for medieval history.” “Yea, I remember as a boy always drawing castles and knight and sword collection.” I chuckled softly. “We are almost there. We began passing over what looked like a modern military base only with medieval architecture yet had military vehicles and an airport in the distance. “We are here,” Shepherd said as he took off his headset.