Rise of The Fallen

"f**k off half-breed!" I grunted, pulling my scythe from the dying body. The creature lay there, his eyes boring into me. It had been a terrible fight, the likes of which I hadn't had for some time, which was thrilling and yet somehow saddened me, to snuff out the very being who had brought me such joy. His lips turned up slightly, his eyes, as blinding as the sun met mine. So this was a son of Shamsiel, former guardian angel of Eden and aid to Uriel, the fallen angel who taught the signs of the sun to men. You could tell by their attributes, Shamsiel's descendants possessed eyes that could blind you, thankfully most of us had special gear to negate any of the Nephilim's known attributes. My goggles ensured that his eyes only appeared to me as a bright neon yellow, but I had seen these eyes before and been rendered blind for several hours thanks to a quick glance. These angels had lay with humans and created offspring, known as Nephilim, an abomination of God's will and the curse of the Earth. As this had displeased God, he had unleashed his fury upon it, and now we were stuck in this post- apocalyptic world, the only way to save it was by exterminating these creatures and their source, or so we had surmised. I had never fought a "source" or actual fallen angel, just their offspring. I had been hunting Shamsiel himself, when I stumbled across one of his sons; so of course I couldn't let the chance pass me by. "Let me tell you something human," he rasped, his voice thick with pain. "Go ahead" I said, eyeing my nails, bored already. What could this thing tell me that I would care about? "Little human, you are blind. Your eyes will be opened by one you hate and you will become that which you despise. You will bring about the end and the beginning, the blood on your hands atoned for by your own. This much I know to be true." I rolled my eyes, unimpressed. He laughed, a trickle of blood snaking down his lower lip. "I see you do not believe me, but when it comes to pass, you will know. Prophecy is my power human, you would be wise to listen." I grinned and crouched down next to him, my dagger in hand. "That's all well and good, but let me tell you a secret" I lowered my mouth to his ear, my voice just above a whisper. "I make my own destiny" I said, while my dagger slowly opened his throat.