The name is Virmiel of the Heavenly Host. I am an Archangel of Heaven. Though some of you people might find that hard to believe, Angels are real. Unfortunately, so are our counterparts, those beings you call Demons. And they mean to do you harm. While moving about on the planet Earth, I look like a human being. A six-foot-two, busty, thick-bodied and big-bottomed, dark-skinned black woman in her mid-twenties, to be exact. I am currently wearing a black leather jacket over a red T-shirt, blue jeans and black sneakers. I look this way because that's exactly what I look like. Angels look like ordinary men and women of every race, culture and body type. It's how our Father Yahweh, the Great Lord in the Kingdom of Heaven, made us.
Presently, I'm walking through the city of Boston, Massachusetts. Walking beside me is the Archangel Raphael. He's a six-foot-six, broad-shouldered and muscular young man with light brown skin, pale green eyes and long black hair braided into neat cornrows. He looks really good wearing a black leather jacket, blue T-shirt, black jeans and sneakers. We've been friends for a long time. Ever since we were stationed together to watch over the souls of those men and women who died fighting for the Independence of the United States of America during those infamous and quite bloody battles of Beacon Hill in the late 1700s. We walked among humanity then, as we do now.
I wish we were simply strolling through the city on a mission of goodwill. The truth of the matter is that Prince Lobos, one of the Fallen Archangel Lucifer Morningstar's raging sons, is walking through the city of Boston. And he walks unscathed. You see, he's found a loophole. Angels are supposed to stay in Heaven. And Demons are supposed to stay in Hell. Neither side exactly follows these rules. However, powerful Angels keep watch over the Gate of Hell, to prevent the Dark Lords from crossing over into the Abode of Man. It seems that somehow, Prince Lobos has escaped from Hell. And he's managed to do so while Lucifer Morningstar, the Enemy of God, is visiting the Void outside of Creation. Prince Lobos is a rebel. What he does is unprecedented. Not even Lucifer would dare do what he's done.
Prince Lobos wishes to establish himself as the Prince of this World. And he inhabits the body of a tall, good-looking and charming black man who happens to be a close aide to the African-American gentleman who is the current Governor of Massachusetts. He wields a fantastic amount of power, and he wants more. Lobos is something else. You see, he alone among the Lords of Hell isn't a high-ranking Fallen Angel. Lobos is the offspring of the most powerful Fallen Angel of all, the Archangel Lucifer Morningstar, sired when the Dark Lord had a dalliance with a mortal woman during one of his countless trips to the human world. Thus, Lobos is half human and half Angel. What we call a Nephilim. Since most if not all of the Fallen Angels have been rounded up by Heaven's Armies and sent to Hell, there aren't any Nephilim on the planet Earth.
The human world hasn't seen Lobos kind in centuries, if not millennia. And there aren't any forces in this world which can stop him. In ancient times, men and women had knowledge of magic. Many among the mortals knew how to use supernatural forces in the battle against the forces of evil. In this modern age, most people don't believe there is more to the world than what they see. They think God doesn't exist and that Angels and Demons are nothing but fairy tales. When the Lords of Hell visit the planet Earth, they tend to temporarily turn it into their playground. Basically, besides Heaven's Angels, there isn't any other power to oppose them. Lobos knew this and he's counting on it. Since most humans have no knowledge of the supernatural, they won't know him or his cohorts for what they are as they take over the world.
The Archangel Raphael and I are here to stop Prince Lobos once and for all. If we fail, the Viceroy of Heaven, the Voice of God Himself, also known as the Archangel Metatron, will send the Mazzikim, the Angels of Destruction. You don't want to know what they can do. They can destroy an entire country in the blink of an eye. In ancient times, when the Lord wanted to punish someone, He would send the Mazzikim. When the cities of Sodom and Gomorrah were destroyed, it was the Mazzikim. When the firstborn sons of the Kingdom of Egypt were slaughtered, it was the Mazzikim. And when, during the War of the Rebel Angels, the Lord decreed that Lucifer Morningstar and his angelic associates had gone rampant for too long, the Mazzikim were sent to take them out. Basically, Raphael and I are the equivalent of your State Police. The Mazzikim are the Black Ops guys of the CIA. Got it? Cool. You don't want them in your backyard.
Pray that my fellow Archangel Raphael and I succeed in our holy mission. Already, the city of Boston is starting to show the influence of Lobos. A prominent district attorney opened fire in Suffolk County Superior Court,, shooting a defendant and his lawyers before the bailiff was forced to kill her in self-defense. A bank teller killed twenty-five of her co-workers with poison gas before taking off with sixty thousand dollars. She led the state police on a wild car chase from Boston to Plymouth before she went out in a hail of gunfire. A wealthy businessman shot a college student because the young man refused to give up the contents of his wallet on Commonwealth Avenue.. A crowd of thirty people stomped to death two MBTA policewomen who tried to stop a growing riot at South Station. A cafeteria worker at a prestigious private school in Milton poisoned one hundred and seventy people during lunch hour before shooting herself. Did I mention all these things happened in twenty-four hours? Yeah.
