The Sixth Commandment by Will Pierce

Author:Will Pierce [Anonymous]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Will Pierce
Published: 2021-03-11T00:00:00+00:00

15. New Blood

The sun was barely breaking through the clouds hovering over the docks, as the coroner loaded bodies into ambulances brought to carry away the victims of Nelson’s wrath. On the docks were Detectives Shields and Cole listening to Father Paul explain what he witnessed. While, Detective Shields listened, he wondered who it was that was standing beside another priest whom appeared to be uncooperative with the investigation. The young man was wearing some medieval tunic, all in black and concealing his face from the head cap he was wearing. He looked so ready for a war from hell.

“Who’s that standing over there,” asked Shields?

Father Paul knew who he was talking about, but he needed to keep the mission secret. Then he replied, “That’s Michael.” Before he could react, Detective Shields and Cole walked over to the interesting looking warrior, who obviously held his sword in the sheath to use it against Nelson. Father Paul followed the Detectives over to Michael and Father Crawley.

Detective Shields stopped right in front of Michael, whose face he could hardly see because of the head cap he was wearing. But he could see enough of his face to tell he was incredibly young and very strong. He appeared trained for combat like a Marine is trained for combat. His eyes were brown and piercing as he studied the Detective who stood in front of him. Another thing noteworthy about the tunic wearing soldier was his stature because he was not very big but appeared very agile.

“Who are you,” asked Detective Shields?

“I’m a student of the faith,” replied Michael. “Why?”

“Is this your teacher, and are you a vigilante?”

“I work for the Church,” said Michael as he turned his head away from the Detective. He had his orders which he kept to himself.

Suddenly, Detective Shields reached for the sword, but Michael caught his hand and Detective Cole advanced forward until Father Crawley interrupted him.

“We appreciate your service to us, but we have a handle on this, please step back Detective,” said Father Crawley.

Detective Shields knew better than to upset a Catholic priest in such an instance. Then, he could tell from the Father’s demeanor that he was a dignitary with influence. His long grayish goatee and receding hairline expressed wisdom and intellect. Therefore, he stepped back and allowed them to pass. Father Crawley led Michael to the Lincoln Town Car, and they departed from the scene of Nelson’s murderous rampage.

Hours later, Michael sat on an old wooden locker contemplating the events with his foe as they unfolded and he was searching for an answer. He hadn’t experienced anything like what he had experienced with Nelson and his superhuman strength. The basement wine cellar was nippy but not too cold. The cellar was large enough for Michael to practice with his blessed sword. So, he rose from the wooden locker and he began to take short, sharp cuts with his trusty sword, as a way of gaining confidence in himself and in the task at hand. He performed the sword movements he had learned but he had no formal training with the sword.

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