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The Leviathan

D fter you take the latest photos, Gabriel moved away from the scene of the disaster, led to the car. While storing the equipment, he reflected on the meaning of what he saw: the first overt manifestation of the power of the Leviathan, so obvious, he thought, they can not be misunderstood. It was a message, clear, loud and clear, direct him, and through him to the upper floors. He said, essentially: "I am awake, and I'm here. It's your next move! "Followed by a laugh that left Gabe could hear clearly resonate among the pieces of mangled flesh, and bits of buildings remained after the passage of the Monster.
since he had accepted his earthly mission, he had seen the scenes to turn the stomach: violence, serial killings, incidents of colossal proportions, but what they had just left behind was a planning, wickedness so thin that even an Archangel could for a moment, feeling the need to lean on a wall, and close your eyes, waiting for the nausea to pass.
had to realize at this point more precisely, than the threat of Leviathan was close to its full manifestation, and as Leviathan was near the same.
Closed the door of the car and on foot, headed for a fairly narrow alley, dark and secluded, so that he could deploy his powers without the prying eyes spiassero his moves. With a last look around, recalled him the Light of the Spheres.
Slowly a diaphanous light surrounded him, located behind his back, and remained in suspension, like a fog dimly fluorescent, forming a vague picture of wings. The shadow of those who, accepting the mission, and the love of Gracelyn, had given up the same way the Undine, I reciprocate that love, he had metamorphosed into a creature with two legs, instead of the tail fin.
Once the luminescence remained stable, behind her, Gabriel took off, reaching a brief high enough to see, under him, throughout San Francisco.
in the sky, a few hundred meters from the clouds, Gabe felt at home, fully aware that that awareness came from much higher, by the grace that flowed through his veins for good, and it was his natural heritage and although he would no longer admired Light of God directly from His eyes, the eyes of Grace fully compensated, with its green sparks of pure emotion, that loss.
Gabriel smiled, but his eyes were his home, now, the most beautiful house he had ever had.
But love had to wait hours. There was an issue to be considered, involving the fate of the planet that had been called to protect.
He looked down into that grid of intersecting lines, light gray, mottled with white, green and blue, which was seen by San Francisco 5,000 meters high, vertically. His eyes could see the bustling movement of mechanical and biological organisms that filled the streets. From there seemed a virtual simulation of a world, something that had not yet been implemented, except in the mind of a Creator with a 'crazy-one who loved the chaos, but had a specific plan to which channel the entropy - which was not far from the truth.
These considerations occupied the mind of the Archangel for long moments, and Gabriel wondered ever since, although perfectly crafted, that world came with a free will, sometimes used in an oblique, but still the greatest gift great that every structure of the universe could receive. Many of the seventy planets in the multiverse, were ruled by the cold causality, or stasis.
stopping the flow of thoughts, Gabriel focused to see beneath the surface, stripping the cityscape that stretched below him by the superficial trappings. In comics could call this ability "X-ray vision," or something equally picturesque, but it was not how it works. In reality, the sight of Gabriel penetrated into the very structure of matter, being able to lay bare whatever was disconnecting the fabric.
And that thing in this case was the Leviathan.

S lay under the the city, with its tentacles protean, constantly changing, full of bubbles of antimatter ready to be channeled into the above reality, removing it completely, as it had just happened, and so that the photos she had taken would have made even more sinister light, once developed.
seemed to sleep, the Monster, but Gabriel knew that it was not. Rather than waiting for a signal, something that would have to give away, and urges him to leave yet its destructive power against the city, that planet. A white glow sparkled for a moment in the right hand of the Archangel, promptly switched off with a little effort of will Gabe. It was no time to shine the Sword of Light. That time would come, but not now, not yet.
The Leviathan was perfectly still, and Gabriel admired in some way enchanted, the perfect non-Euclidean symmetry of the tentacles, head elongated and terminating in a point, with three eyes closed eyelids silky, moist, pale yellowish . He thought how it would be easy now, plunged down sharply, through the network of the world where the monster had been engaged, and hit him in the third eye with a perfect shot of his divine sword. But it was not time, and indeed, that threatened to ruin everything, because the antimatter powers of the Leviathan would be transferred to the Kraken, with devastating effects.
was at that time who felt a tear in the telepathic bond that kept him constantly in sympathy with Gracelyn. As if ... Gabriel discarded that hypothesis, more to the horror inherent in the possibility that real conviction. The Undine could not be ... it was not possible ... for long moments, his thoughts wandered Archangel love, devoid of coordinates, while the brightness of the wings became stronger, and sometimes Divine Light flashed in her palm, almost out of control.
long, with a sigh of relief, welcomed the return signal of empathy, which buzzed like the song of a lark in his mind. Grace was alive, thanks to the Chief!
But something must have happened, in those brief moments, had probably lost her telepathic powers, and the cause could be only one: the Undine had found herself face to face with the Kraken.
had to speak. And even now. He had finished the thought, he heard the familiar call of Gracelyn, like a hand, announcing a meeting at the White Beach, where she was waiting, and where he closed his eyes, and opening the gate size, went without missing a single moment.