"We've had sightings of it all across Iraq, and from its trajectory, it seems to be heading for the ocean." The professor scratched his chin while he contemplated the path, and the inability for any modern weapon to do any damage to him.
"But why? What is out in the ocean that it could want?" The intern shrugged.
"I've tried asking for information from the university, but all of their resources have been redirected." The professor turned towards her.
"What could be more important then an ancient being that's been locked away for thousands of years, and is still alive?" He asked incredulously.
"Didn't you hear? A new planet just appeared in our solar system." he frowned.
"A new planet? Where?" She turned on the television. It was the director of NASA.
"We have no idea why we didn't see it before, how long its been there, and the like. It is larger then our moon, in the same orbital path as Earth, but at the opposite side of the sun, and always out of sight of Earth." Hands went up and a question was shouted out.
"Can it sustain life?" The director shrugged.
"We know next to nothing about it other then its size. When its approached by our probes, the probes lose power, and go offline until the planet has passed it. There is only one concrete thing we know about this planet. There is a dome on its surface, and our technology can do nothing to either peer through it, or get an accurate reading of what its made of." He cleared his throat. "This planet is potentially a life sustaining planet, and something is preventing us from even getting near it."
"You mean some kind of intelligence?" The question was thrown out, but not considered seriously until the director answered.
"We do not know."
"An ancient being, who can not be killed, wakes up and walks towards the ocean, and a planet appears out of nowhere, which we can not see, or get close to. What the hell is going on?" The professor asked irritably. His intern spoke up.
"If you were going to destroy the world, but wanted to save some people where would you put them that would be safe?" The professor's mouth fell open.
"You mean that planet is like Noah's Ark?" She shrugged.
"I don't know, but does that mean we weren't chosen to be there, or its not yet time?" The professor sat down heavily in his chair.
"I think that I might need to take a little time off, and contemplate my life's choices." He looked up at her, and smiled sadly. "I suggest that you do the same."
The Destroyer walked through the first human city its been near in centuries, but knew things had not changed. That is the primary reason it woke up. It began to growl in a low tone as some would be thieves sized it up, but what caught its attention was the young girl on the steps of a church.
The shadows that flowed through her young mind were evil, and made the being choke at how vile the images were, yet it also paused. The purity of the girl's heart was still intact. She did not hate, but was filled with fear, and a desire to fade into the dust. The Destroyer approached her.
"Mister? Are you lost?" Finally, he could see her clearly. She was pure. He smiled.
"No, child. I am here for you. Would you like to go somewhere safe, where good people live? Where there is plenty to eat, no money needed, and everything is provided, so you don't have to pay anyone?" Her eyes opened wide, and she searched his face for the wicked intent she was used to.
"Honest, mister?" He nodded. "Please." She whispered, and said nothing more. She didn't need to. He could hear the sadness that filled the air.
"Just close your eyes. A mother and father waits for you. On the other side of the sun." He put his hand over her eyes, and she could see a warm place form inside her mind. There were smiling faces, and gentle eyes. She began to cry, and became afraid when she heard the evil voice behind her. "Don't be afraid. Go. He won't touch you again." She reached out and touched his hand with her own.
"What are you doing to her!" The priest screamed in outrage. As soon as she touched his hand, her form wavered, became dust, was swept up into the light, and away from the evil hands that hurt her. The Destroyer looked at him and straightened up to his full eight feet in height.
"Sending her far from here. And you. Now, face the Throne, evil doer. Face Judgement." The Destroyer's eyes began to burn brightly with a flame that was sent from high above to cleanse the evil stains beneath.
"No! I'm a man of god!" He ran back into the church and closed the doors.
"This evil place will no longer protect you. Judgement is at hand, evil one." The doors were shattered as he touched them, replaced with gates made of flame. White hot flames ran around the perimeter of the church, and sealed everyone inside.
"All who remain here share in your crimes. From the greatest, to the least. From child who ignored the girl's tears, to the other ministers and nuns who added to it. None shall escape Judgement!"
The few that attempted to stop the flames were incinerated as soon as they touched the church. The rest watched, and wondered what could their god be thinking to allow this to happen.
No one thought to look for the child that played on the stone steps every day, and asked for someone to help her, though no one listened. They all turned their backs on her plight. For their crimes, the flames continued to spread until the entire neighborhood was consumed.
A tragedy in the eyes of those who watched the devastation from the comforts of their homes, but justice in the eyes of those who watched from above.
Though the stain was washed away, the level of sin in humans was so great, it flowed back in like the tide. This was only a first step. All for a child.
"Hello." The girl looked up as two people approached her. A middle aged man and woman, both with smiles of welcome.
"How did I get here?" She asked innocently. They smiled.
"Did you meet him? The one who saved you from the nightmares?" The girl smiled.
"He was nice. He showed me a place that was warm, and safe. Am I there?" The woman smiled, knelt down, and held out her arms. The girl rushed into them and felt like she was folded up in a warm blanket. It was an experience she never before felt, and it made her sad, and happy at the same time.
"Come on. We were sent here ahead of the others who would come. He said to make a home, eat, and live, but live right." She smiled softly. "I never did understand what he meant, but I assume he meant to not live as those who hurt us did." The man smiled brightly and held up a hand that looked like it was a bit withered.
"My hand is slowly being fixed, so I know we'll be healthy. He also told me to enjoy life, but remember to love my neighbor. If I remember what my parents taught me all those years ago, the story of the good Samaritan showed us who our neighbors were. Everyone. No hatred, no one greater then the other, and give help when someone needs it." The girl smiled.
"He told me not to worry about money. There would be enough provided for us, so who would we pay? If God gives us everything, why would we use money, right?" The woman smiled and hugged her.
"Good girl. Maybe this is the way its supposed to be. We learn from each other, and take care of each other. I bet you're hungry, right?" The girl smiled wide.
"He didn't lie. It is a safe place, right? No one will hurt me when I close my eyes?" The woman hugged her again, and let her own tears fall.
"Not here, child, and never again. Those people will never live here. On the other side of the sun."
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