LUCIFIER'S TROPHY. AND THE LADY OF THE ROSE'S (Part 2). CHAPTER 6

A VOICE FROM BEHIND ME SAID, THERE'S LUCIFER, GO GET HIM..PAYBACK TIME I WAS THINKING. I TOOK OFF RUNNING TOWARDS HIM, WHEN MY FEET LIFTED OFF THE GROUND AND I WAS FLYING, MY ARMS WERE OUT, AND I WAS GOING TO GRAB HIM BY THE NECK. I WAS GOING TO KILL HIM, WHEN I GOT TO HIM, I FLEW RIGHT THROUGH HIM, AND HIT THE FLOOR, FACE DOWN, AND RIGHT IN FRONT OF THE FIRE. I JUMPED UP, AND TURN AROUND, WHEN SOMEBODY KICKED MY LEGS OUT FROM BEHIND ME. HE PUSHED ME TO MY KNEES AND PULLED MY HAIR BACK, AND I WAS LOOKING RIGHT AT HIM. YOU? YOUR THE MULTI HEADED DRAGON, WITH SNAKES COMING OUT OF YOUR MOUTH, AND FIRE IN YOUR EYES, YOU, YOU’RE THE KING OF EVIL. I COULDN'T BELIEVE IT, HE LOOKED QUITE THE OPPOSITE. I STRUGGLED TO GET TO MY FEET, WHEN WHO EVER WAS HOLDING ME DOWN, LET ME GO. I JUMPED UP, AND LUCIFER AND I TOOK ONE STEP TOWARDS EACH OTHER, WE WERE NOSE TO NOSE, AND I COULD SEE IT. I COULD SEE IT IN HIS EYES, HE NEW, HE LOST IT, GOD TOOK IT AWAY FROM HIM, IT USED TO BE HIS, BUT NOT ANYMORE. FOR WHAT EVER REASON, FOR HOW EVER LONG IN HISTORY, GOD GAVE IT TO ME, I KNOW IT, AND SO DOES HE. I SIDE STEPPED HIM AND WALKED OUT OF THE ROOM. AS SOON AS I GOT TO THE OTHER SIDE OF THE DOOR, I LOOKED DOWN AT THE FLOOR. THERE WERE DIRTY DISHES STACKED UP WITH SILVERWARE ALL AROUND, I TURN AROUND AND GRAB THE DOOR, AND WAS JUST GETTING READY TO CLOSE IT, WHEN I STOPPED, I TOOK A QUICK LOOK BACK. I THINK HE WAS TRYING TO TELL ME, THAT HE ONCE USED TO SIT AT THAT DINNER TABLE. I CLOSED THE DOOR. GOD HELP ME, I CANT REMEMBER IF I LOCK IT. I'M GOING FOR THAT DRIVE NOW DOWN PACIFIC COAST HIGHWAY, NOTHINGS GOING TO STOP ME, BUT BEFORE I LEFT THE HOUSE, I LOOKED AT THE FIREPLACE, IT'S TIME TO CLEAN IT OUT. I SCOOP UP ALL THE ASHES, AND PITCH IT IN THE TRASH CAN, WHEN SOMETHING HIT MY EYE. IT WAS A LITTLE STATUETTE OF A MAN WITH A STAFF IN HIS HAND. HE WAS HALF WAY IN THE ASHES, I HELD HIM IN MY HAND,  IT LOOKED LIKE IT WAS MADE OUT OF JADE. I CLEAN IT UP, AND STUCK IT IN MY POCKET. I WAS ON MY WAY TO THE COAST NOW, WHEN I CAME UP TO A CHURCH. I PULLED IN, GOT OUT OF THE CAR, AND WALKED IN, I WENT UP TO THE FRONT ROW AND SAT DOWN. I LOOKED AT CHRIST, HANGING ON THAT CRUCIFIX. ABOVE IT, ON THE CRUCIFIX, THE LETTERS INRI. I THOUGHT OF JULIE, SHE WAS FROM RHODE ISLAND; I WAS BORN IN PROVIDENCE. I SAT THERE AND LOOK AT JESUS ON THE CROSS, WHEN FACES STARTED TO APPEAR ON HIS BODY, HIS LEGS, HIS ARMS, AND HIS CHEST. AND THEN HIS FACE STARTED TO TURN BRIGHT RED. IT WAS IF HE WAS HUMILIATED THAT HE WAS STILL HANGING THERE, HE WAS ALL CUT UP, HE HAD NAILS IN HIM, AND A CROWN OF THORNS ON HIS HEAD. IN THIS HOUSE,THAT WAS SUPPOSE TO BE CLEAN AND HOLY, HE WAS STILL HANGING, FOR EVERYBODY TO SEE, ALMOST NAKED, AND RIGHT NEXT TO HIM, WAS THE LIKENESS OF HIS MOTHER, SHE WAS HOLDING ROSE'S IN HER HAND. I LOOKED AT HER, AND SHE STARTED TO SPEAK.( NOTHING SURPRISES ME ANYMORE. ) I PROMISED HER, I WOULD NEVER REPEAT WHAT SHE SAID. BUT WITHOUT BREAKING MY PROMISE TO HER, I CAN SAY THIS. IMAGINE, A MOTHER STANDING NEXT TO HER CHILD ALL HIS LIFE, AND THEN HE'S KILLED. THE MEMORY OF THAT DAY WILL HAUNT HER, ALL HER LIFE. ( EXAMPLE, IF YOU WERE TO COME HOME FROM WORK, AND WALKED INTO YOUR HOUSE, AND FOUND YOUR CHILD HANGING FROM A ROPE, YOU WOULD NEVER FORGET THAT DAY. AND EVERY TIME YOU LOOKED AT A MAGAZINE, OR WATCH TV, OR WENT TO A HARDWARE STORE, AND SEEN A ROPE, THE MEMORY OF THAT DAY WOULD COME BACK TO YOU, NO MATTER HOW MANY YEARS HAD PAST ). EVEN THOUGH SHE WAS TOUCH BY GOD, IN WHAT EVER WAY HE DID IT. SHE WAS STILL A WOMAN, AND SHE CRIES, THE PAIN IS IN HER SOUL, IT IS VERY REAL. AND UNTIL THAT DAY, WHEN GOD WIPES AWAY THE TEARS FROM ARE EYES, THE PAIN WILL STAY. THIS IS WHY WHEN EVER THE LADY OF THE ROSES COMES TO MAKE AN APPEARANCE, SHE IN A GROTTO, IN LOURDES FRANCE, OR SHE IN THE COVA, AT FATIMA PORTUGAL. WHAT DOES THE CHURCH DO, WHEN SHE LEAVES, THEY PUT UP A NEW CHURCH, WITH A CRUCIFIX. HE HAS TO COME DOWN, AND UNTIL THAT DAY, IT WILL ALWAYS REMAIN LUCIFER'S TROPHY. I FINALLY MADE IT TO THE COAST, AND I'M STANDING THERE LOOKING AT THE SEA, WHEN I STICK MY HAND IN MY POCKET, AND I'M RUBBING THE STATUETTE OF THE MAN WITH THE STAFF, AND I BREAK IT. A VOICE FROM BEHIND ME SAYS, THE SPELL HAS BEEN BROKEN. SEVERAL PEOPLE STANDING NEXT TO ME TURNED AWAY AND LEFT. I JUST STOOD THERE AND LOOKED AT THE SUN, WHEN IT STARTED DANCING IN THE SKY, AND THEN IT FELL. JUST LIKE IN FATIMA, SEEN BY 70,000 PEOPLE. I STARTED TO THINK ABOUT THE NEPHILIMS AND THERE SHIP.