'And on the Eight day, Satan Laughed at Man, for their cries of agony were better than the music he once played for God. And so he promised to his father, that he would craft the greatest orchestra from their tears.'
The Start of the War:
When the war started, it had been a day just like any other. The sun rose up into the clear blue sky, and people prepared to go to their daily 9 to 5 jobs and get paid and then go home. It was a Tuesday no less, as unremarkable as could be. No one even came close to suspecting that things would go so horribly wrong.
When they came, it was sudden but not unannounced. The Earth shook with a terrible violence, as if something was trying to break out from beneath the very mantle of our world. Windows cracked, cars crashed and people fell (some to their own deaths.). Then the sky, in every part of the world, turned to a shade of red for a full five minutes. As if someone had stabbed the sky and let it bleed out. People were already running to places of worship or places to hide and shelter when they finally arrived.
The water's of the ocean seemed to boil and somehow catch fire as the land beneath it cracked and opened. In the distance people could see a mass of evil approaching. Most did not even know how to describe what was coming. They walked on water or flew in the sky with ease and an impossible grace that belied their terrible nature.
The Armies of Hell had arrived, not content with simply existing in Hell and feeding off of the souls of the wicked. They knew if they followed the agreement signed originally with Heaven, that eventually their empire would fall and crumble. And so in secret they planned and worked to undermine the foolish Angels of Heaven and to strike when the time was right, conquering the Earth and forever having Humanity under their sway. To turn the whole of the Earth into nothing more than a farm for souls that they could derive power and nourishment from. For every single soul of Humanity had a tiny little Piece of God's power in it, and that was what gave souls their eternal life, and gave power to those that collected them.
The Demons, of all shapes and sizes, appeared from every corner of the globe, seeking to destroy all of man's resources and power. Within an hour the strategically important Panama and Suez Canal were already under Demon control, cutting off two major lifelines for Humans. They then set forth to attack the most numerous and plentiful cities, to show Humans the price of defiance before they even had a chance to mount a defense. New York suffered once more a terrible loss of life as Demons roamed the streets killing and eating all in their path. They struck countless other cities at the same time with pinpoint accuracy, bringing down the Eifel tower in Paris, simply because they could. And making the Red Square of Russia run red with blood.
It took almost a full hour for any military response to finally be deployed, as people recovered from the terrible shock of their beloved little planet being struck so violently. Though when the Demon's finally encountered a true organized resistance against them, they were stunned at how much more difficult this became as the humans refused to give in. It turned what should have been a simple invasion into an actual battle. Though not all had a problem with it, as some Demons relished
the challenge and combat.
Our Darkest Day:
There had been no calls for surrender, no options to negotiate. The Demons would not parley with Humans anymore than they would have with a Chicken. Food was Food, and Mankind was food to the Infernal hordes of Hell.
For 72 hours Mankind fought on without aid. The Sons of Adam, Daughters of Eve, all stood as one against a foe unlike any other. Many heroes were made that day, and many of them met their maker. The Humans fought the demons on every single front that they could. Though it took more to bring down a demon, they still gave it their all and even managed to pull a few decisive victories out of this nightmare.
They fought the Demons on the Streets, in their churches, in their very homes. Some entire neighborhoods were left lifeless as both man and demon died fighting. The sun had gone down on the first day of the invasion and the Demon's progress had stalled worldwide. The defenses of Moscow managed to halt the demons long enough for their leaders to be evacuated. No one knew what was going on in the Holy cities of the Middle East, but from what scattered reports there were, it seemed old Grudges were momentarily put aside and the Demons had been forced to retreat in some areas. A NATO unit had managed to save the Hoover Dam
from destruction, and in New York the Demons may have taken the city but they were prevented from expanding further. (Though that was little consolation for all the innocents trapped in the city with the demons.)
As the smoke finally began to clear and everyone had a better reference of the situation, the Humans had a chance to begin digging in and prepare. But even as they shored up their defenses they held little hope for victory. For Every 1 Human soldier who died, they managed to kill 12 Demons on average and yet it still was not enough. Their numbers seemed endless, entire fields were littered with the corpses of primarily demons, but the beasts were unbothered by the loss of their own, and seem to always have a surplus of warriors to throw at the Human lines. With each passing battle, every spent magazine, and every shout for the need for more ammunition the Humans realized that through Attrition alone the Demons would eventually win.
Those who knew the scripture, inevitably found themselves remembering what the demons in a possessed man had once told to Jesus himself. "Our Name is Legion. For We Are Many."
The Angels Arrive:
The fighting had been long and hard. Hundreds of Thousands of lives were lost in just the first day. And those were only the ones that could be confirmed. After that no one wanted to keep count anymore.
It seemed as if the Demons would overwhelm all of mankind and make the Earth a farm for souls to be locked in eternal agony and suffering. A feast that would never end as they would devour the souls of those who had lived, those who still remained alive and even the souls of those who had yet to be born.
The battle for many contested zones was harsh, though Humans had an advantage when it came to naval power as the demons had nothing that could stand up to modern destroyers, Cruisers, Submarines and Carriers. But they could only provide so much support, and some of the demon lords had been smart in where they attacked, making sure to take out ports and bases to keep the ships from being able to get a quick refuel or resupply.
By the first night the battle lines had been more clear and some semblance of order had returned, with news agencies trying to stay on the air and keep people informed. Many were glued to their TVs or computer screens as they watched the horror unfold day by day. In one battle zone a lone Camera man held a trembling pistol in one hand and his camera in the other. The lone survivor of a rush of Demons, that killed all the soldiers around him, leaving him alone against the oncoming legion, people expected to see the final moments on Tv and waited with baited breath as the Demons rushed forth. Until something unexpected happened.
The air was filled with the sound of trumpets.
Not just where the Camera man was broadcasting though, these trumpets were everywhere
. These trumpets produced a sound unlike any other, that was heard all over the world. From the Antarctic research bases, all the way to the International Space Station. Every person on earth (even those who had been born without the ability to hear) heard this wondrous sound. The sound caused a few to cover their ears as it rang over even the sound of battle. But it wasn't terrifying, not in the least. It was downright comforting, almost causing a subconscious sense of joy and euphoria, even in those that were not worshippers.
The only thing that caused fear was the screaming, the screams of terror that came from the demons as some of them ran in fear. But what could cause these horrible monsters to run? What could inspire such fear in them that they would in some cases give up in battles that they were winning, or remain locked up in panic.
And then, on live international Television, is when people laid their eyes upon the form of an Angel. For the first time in almost a thousand years.
And this was not the only one. Many more were being reported as suddenly appearing in a flash of light all around the world. Some cheered, some wept, others shook in terror. Most just didn't know how to react. These angels were not the fluffy feathered, 'Love thy neighbor' type of Angel that people had been taught about in Sunday school. No, these were soldiers. Archangels even. Their power was a thing of beauty and terror. The terrified camera man managed to find enough courage to keep broadcasting as an Angel, the size of the Chrysler building, raised a single hand, and projected a force of energy so powerful it reduced a swarm of Demons to nothing but tiny ashes. And many other demons either dropped their weapons, and fell to their knees, pleading for mercy, or they ran away in terror, screaming and shoving others out of the way.
After a moment's silence, the Angel turned and looked directly at the Human with the Camera, and spoke.
The being simply said, speaking in tongues, and sounding perfectly clear to every single person who saw the footage. The voice was calm and almost like a whisper, but loud enough to be heard clearly and picked up by the camera's microphone, even from a distance.
The Angel then pointed a single finger up into the sky and the Cameraman looked to where it pointed. And up in the sky he recorded what almost looked like a large golden halo, so bright it almost made the dark knight appear as if daytime. And through this portal, angels flew through. Many of them were of the more traditionally known Angel style. Similar things happened in other parts of the world as the Angels pushed back.
It had taken them 72 hours to act because they were locked in their own internal arguments and discussions as to whether or not they should act, with some outright saying Mankind wasn't worthy of Salvation. And almost 40% of the ruling Angel council was in agreement. Until he
spoke. Their Father, their Creator. The Almighty power that ruled the Heavens and the Earth. He whose name most are unworthy to even utter, so much so they can only refer to it as what it truly is. God.
With only a few words, the creator had made the decision. The Angel's and forces of Heaven would go to War for Mankind, again. An Army such as this had never been seen before since the days of the original Rebellion, with most of the Angels there having never truly seen combat before. But since the original plan had been deviated from so much, it was time to create a new path.
And they were not alone in doing so. Though the armies of hell might be immeasurable in number and size, the Humans and Angels weren't alone, as there were other creatures that shared the Earth with. Though they existed in secret and worked hard to actively avoid humans, they couldn't stand idly by as the world they shared was destroyed.
Elves, Makers, spirits. There were many things in this world that lived alongside Humans, in all of the hidden places that they no longer looked in as they congregated in their cities with their massive spires of steel and glass. As advanced as mankind was, and as numerous as they were, there was still much they didn't know about their world. They did not know about the creatures and races that walked it before Humans attained consciousness.
Though God created the Heavens and the Earth, there were other beings that walked the land as Gods, and they had their time, before eventually fading from existence and taking many of their worshippers with them. Most of these forgotten races were near extinction, many of them had felt they had no place in this world and chose to end their own lives or simply not reproduce. The world belonged to Man, not their kind. They fell into myth, legend and imagination, dwindling down until barely numbering in the thousands (if that).
And so they remained hidden in every dark corner or cave, just out of sight of Humans but always watching. Some unexplained disaperencess could be attributed to an Elf with a grudge against Humans, or a spirit being mischievous. Not all beings hated man though. The Maker's fancied Human works and engineering though they didn't much enjoy their 'Elect Tronics".
And quite a few Elves and other creatures might just point a human in the right direction should they find themselves lost in the forests. ("so long as they are respectful of their betters"
as some might say.)
They knew the instant Hell began its invasion that the Earth and the natural world many of them had come to know and love, would be completely and utterly damaged beyond repair if the Demons were allowed to continue on. So they made their choice, and though they didn't like how humans had been damaging nature, they would much rather have them than the Demons run the Earth.