Angela found herself on a bed when she opened her eyes. She was lost regarding where she was. Her head ached but at least she wasn't dead. Her hand went to her protruding stomach and she yelled. How did she come to be pregnant.
A black muscular man entered the room holding a tray on which there was fruits. He was happy seeing Angela awake.
"Careful, its time is almost due." He said to her.
"It?" Angela asked. "What am I carrying inside me?"
The man dropped the tray and motioned Angela to sit down.
"You are carrying the Doom." He told her.
"And what is the Doom?"She asked.
"When The Author created the world, he also created it's end."
"And this Doom is the end?"
"Not exactly, it is destined to bring the end."
"Why should I believe you? cause you sound crazy to me."
"And it shall come to pass in the days of wisdom and knowledge that a virtuous woman shall conceive and bring forth the destruction." He quoted from the Holy Writings of The Author.
Angela was familiar with that passage. It was a mystery found in the book of the Dooms found in the Holy Writings.
"So this Doom is coming through me?" She asked.
The Stranger nodded. "It is."
Angela felt her life was gone. Why her of all people? Was it a bad thing to keep herself? She had just had it. She yelled at The Author upstairs. "YOU ARE SEEING THIS, AREN'T YOU? DO YOU EVEN CARE? I WAS FAITHFUL! WHY ME?"
The Stranger was irritated at her actions. "Do not speak of him on such way."
Angela now knew his identity.
"You are one of the Sons, aren't you?"
"I am Jimmy, Proudly a Son of the Author."
"You siblings are out for me but you saved me, why?"
"Because faithful people like you are few in this world so killing you will be a loss."
"Tell that to your brothers."
"They won't listen, they think they are acting under The Author's orders."
"Wait, The Author ordered my death."
"I am not sure; we receive orders from up above."
"So you are saying that maybe one of your Seniors could be responsible for this."
Three Sons appeared in the room, each fully armed with their swords drawn.
"Hello, Jimmy." A familiar voice greeted.
Jim recognized the voice, it was that of Isla whom he saw the Senior liquidate.
"Isla?" He was surprised. "I saw you turn to liquid sulphur."
"You saw what The Seniors wanted you to see."
"The Seniors tricked us?"
"For a reason that I will not tell you." Isla replied. "Now, hand over the girl."
Isla looked at the girl and looked at his brothers. Then he disappeared.
Isla was shocked at his brother's cowardice but nevertheless it made things easier for him.
He faced Angela. "Seems my brother is more of a coward than I thought."
A swirling vortex appeared out of nowhere and swallowed the Sons leaving only Angela.
Jim appeared looking weak for the vortex had drained him.
"What was that?" Angela asked him.
Jim wiped the sweat off his burrows. "I am weak."
Jim knew he would die but he had one last thing to do. He took a step closer to Angela.
"I am sorry that you were involved in all this." He touched her protruding stomach. A bright light from his palm entered Angela.
"What did you do?" She asked him.
Jim fell down coughing blood. He tried to speak but he couldn't as the cough kept on getting stronger. Then he gradually dissipated. All that was left of him was powdery sulphur.
Angela just watched a Son die, it was all strange to her. Everything she had encountered was strange. Suddenly she felt a sharp pain in her tummy. Her water broke meaning the baby was coming down. She tried all she could to hold on but the being in her wanted to be released.
After much pushing and energy wasted, the child finally came down but Angela was not alive to see it. The pains were to much for her thus she passed on.
The child grew instantly grew in size, from a day old child to a twelve year old girl. She was naked so she stripped Angela's lifeless body of her clothes and walked out.
She walked on the roadside heading to the nearest city.
A kind hearted man saw her and stopped.
"Where to, young lady?" He asked her.
"The nearest city," She replied.
"Well, hop in. Lemme give you a lift."
The man rode an old trailer which had a fading red color and a fowl stench.
She entered . "Thank you," She told the man.
"I am just helping out." He replied."What's your name?"
She didn't have any, so she looked round for anything she could read and she saw a little mermaid toy with Ariel written on it laying close to the front glass.
"Ariel," She replied. "My name's Ariel."